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Ilya was God's angel. His parents praised him and others only admired him. But they didn't yet know what such a fluffy thing loved.

Since the age of 16, Ilya has developed a taste, and not even an ordinary one, but rather a strange one. He didn't like shy nerds with quiet, raspy voices. He didn't like vulgar guys who only wanted sex and to use their bodies in various positions. But what was he so drawn to then? Of course, it was strict guys who swear from the cradle and whose knuckles are completely broken.

Ilya grew up and was already more mature. Snow-white wings, black silky hair, and bright green eyes. The other day a guy approached him, the same angel but a nerd. The blond hid behind the dark blue flowers, quietly and hoarsely saying, "Or, this is for you..." Of course, Ilya brushed him off. A guy accosted him on the playground. He seemed to be a demon. He called out to him with his finger and said, "Guli-Guli, my dear, come to me~" Ilya also brushed the guy off with a grin from ear to ear. But that day...

Ilya was standing on the street, next to him was Danila Kashin! The one he liked. He was strict and didn't like tenderness. Ilya walked slowly toward Kashin, who folded his arms across his chest and frowned. Ilya smiled so sincerely that it was rare to see one! Danila, noticing him, looked at him sullenly and asked with equal anguish.

—What the hell are you staring at?

The redhead himself blushed a little and showed a small smile.