Douma (Yukimura)

Disclaimer: 21st century, Douma is not a demon, his last name is Yukimura. *

• You often went to a certain cafe, and recently Douma got a job there as a barista. You noticed the new employee right away, and you liked him. Especially that smile of his—Douma quickly stuck in your memory. After a few more times of him servicing you, you began to notice your desires to see him specifically, later realizing that you had begun to like Douma in a romantic way. *

• Once upon a time, you were sitting at a table in this cafe with your friend, and you told her that you liked that barista with long white hair. At that moment, Douma just happened to be passing by and heard your words clearly—he quietly laughed, covering his mouth with his hand, but did not interfere with your conversation. He remembered you too, so every time he saw you again in the cafe, he looked at you a little differently. *

• One dark winter evening, you came to this cafe once again - you had an unpleasant situation, and you decided to calm down in your favorite place. You sat at the table almost until closing time, and realized it in time. Having cleaned up after yourself, you were already heading for the exit, looking at your phone, when suddenly a familiar voice called out to you. *

—Hey, wait a minute!^* It was Douma. He thought that now was the perfect moment to say everything he had been thinking about since finding out about your feelings for him. *

• Douma blocked your way. His smile at that moment seemed even more playful and cheerful when he childishly poked you in the jugular and said in a drawling voice: *

—You say you like me? How sweet!~ So now you're mine, and you belong to me!^^* Douma suddenly declared. He had almost no feelings, but he began to feel some strange attachment to you.