"Then… how about you do it with me?"

"What are you saying? If you do it with me, then you will become a fallen angel, you know?"

"Let me rephrase that," Sophia cleared her throat and uttered, "How about you do it with me after I change my form? I would have the body of some other girl, so that should be okay, right?"

"I forgot about that. You used to change form to disguise yourself and infiltrate the enemy territory."

"And, I hated to use this ability," Sophia added.

Nero pondered for a while then spoke, "Are you sure, though? I don't want you to do it if you are only doing it for helping my curse."

Sophia stood up and reached her hand towards Nero, "I am offering myself to you because I want to."

Nero grabbed Sophia's hand and stood up; then they went to their inn's room.

"Emilia is still downstairs; what is she doing?" Nero wondered.

"Had she eaten?" Sophia questioned.

"No… and she also has a mortal friend, so maybe she is just spending some time with her because she would be leaving on the journey with me."

Sophia pushed Nero on the bed and got on top of him, "Enough about her, now look at me and tell me which form you would like me to have."

Sophia had the ability to change her form to any other being— if she had kissed them or drank their saliva. In that form, she would have a different body with her soul in it.

Sophia closed her eyes, and her body shined— then, her form changed. She now had short black hair and green eyes.

She opened her eyes and asked, "Is this girl good?"

"No."

Sophia squinted her eyes and chuckled, "Now you are being picky."

Sophia closed her eyes again, and her body shined— then her form changed. She now had long brown hair and black eyes.

"How about this?"

Nero raised his hand and showed her a thumbs up and said with a grin on his face. "Would you take off your clothes, or shall I take them off for you?"

Sophia raised her hands in the air as she grinned, "I would like you to take them off."

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Meanwhile, on the ground floor; Emilia was stuffing her mouth with meat and using rum to swallow it.

When Emilia woke up, she was still half-asleep and didn't see that Nero wasn't there. She came downstairs to ask for some food and found Christi.

Emilia and Cristi were sitting in the kitchen, and the chefs were giving stares to Emilia.

"Can you believe it, Christi?!" Emilia exclaimed.

Christi made a troubled face as sweat poured down from her forehead.

"I was so nervous when he mentioned that he wanted to sleep with me. Then he started staring at me and tried to touch me, so I was hoping he would make a move on me. But I was scared, so I told him not to touch me without my permission."

Emilia drank some rum, "That was me indirectly inviting him, right?!"

"Well, I am not sure about that. Indirect approaches always cause misunderstandings."

Christi was an orphan who grew up in this inn and started working there at a very young age. When she was 13, she had mastered everything in the inn— from cooking to cleaning— every chore. And currently, she is 20 years old and owns 40% of the inn.

Last week she was out shopping, and she had forgotten her purse at the inn, so when she saw Emilia, she borrowed 20 gold coins from her. But Christi has always been busy with the inn chores that she barely had any time to go out and give money to Emilia.

Emilia drank all the rum and slid the jug at Christi, "Can I get one more?"

Christi smiled genuinely and waved to the waiter to fill the jug.

"You are eating just like him," Christi commented.

"Huh?"

"That guy... now that I think of it, you haven't mentioned his name. What's his name?"

"Nero! I can't believe he is so dense!"

"You are eating just like him."

"What do you mean?"

"He was eating and rambling about all the random stuff."

Emilia took the last bite and drank all the rum. "Sorry for disturbing you like this."

Christi shook her head and said, "Don't worry about it. I am just happy you found someone you like."

Emilia's face flushed as she hid her face behind the plate. "I don't like him."

"Oo~ So you are saying you don't like him, but you still wanted him to make a move on you?"

Emilia's face flushed even more. "That's not it! It's just… he keeps mentioning that thing I did to him unconsciously, so I just wanted to make it even."

Christi grabbed the jug and took the plate from Emilia, saying, "Well, I don't know what's going on with you two, but you look like it's really affecting you."

Emilia sat there and cleared up her thoughts.

Christi chuckled and stood up, then walked to the back door where all the dirty dishes were washed.

Emilia was still sitting there and thinking back on the events that happened to her in one day.

Christi came back with a pouch in her hand and tossed it to Emilia.

Surprised, Emilia opened the pouch and saw it was filled with gold coins.

"What's this?"

"A small gift from me."

Emilia threw the pouch on the table and said, "I can't take this! I already owe you, and I don't want—"

Christi picked the pouch and then grabbed Emilia's hand, "Take it."

"But—"

"No buts. Just take it."

"I can't," Emilia shook her head as she tried to give the pouch back to Christi, "You don't have to do this."

Christi smiled and patted Emilia's head, "You found a guy, so you must be leaving for a journey with him, and I know you don't have any money. I don't know about him, but this is just for you— get what you want."

Emilia gripped the pouch tightly and muttered, "Why can't he see the good side of people."

"Did you say something?"

"Thanks for this. I will make sure to pay you back."

"No need," Christi pinched Emilia's cheek and said with a grin on her face, "I am helping an angel, so maybe I will go to heaven when I die."

After talking with Christi for a while, Emilia went back upstairs.

She stood in front of the door and thought, 'What if I ask him directly this time? Would he do 'it' with me?'

Emilia then opened the door only to find Nero naked on top of a girl covered by a blanket.