Mimi walked up to his table, her steps slow but determined.Behind her, Drago followed nervously, tail stiff, eyes darting everywhere. 😰
"Um… Aren?"
Aren didn't look up.
She swallowed hard.
"You got hurt again… you should rest."
Silence.
He kept eating as if she wasn't there.
Mimi bit her lip.Drago leaned closer and whispered, "M-Maybe he can't hear—"
Aren finally spoke.
Calm.Flat.Cutting.
"Don't come close."
Mimi froze. ❄️
"W-Why…?"
Aren still didn't look at her.
"You'll get caught in trouble meant for me."
Her heart jolted. 💔➡️💥
That tone.That meaning.
It was exactly how her father was described in old stories.Cold words.Protective intent.
Instead of backing away, Mimi stepped closer.
"I'm not afraid."
Aren said nothing.
But inside his mind, one thought was marked clearly:
Good. Curiosity activated.
The plan was working.
Eyes Watching from the Shadows 👁️
At another table, several figures observed silently.
The heirs of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Low voices. Sharp gazes.
"…And he's attracting Mimi's interest," one muttered."That's dangerous."
Very dangerous.
Aren's Strategy — Ignore 🧠❄️
Mimi stood there, waiting.
Aren kept eating.
Silent.Untouchable.Unreachable.
Not arrogance.Not cruelty.
Calculation.
He understood her psychology now.
He needed her curiosity to grow.He needed her to chase.He needed her to believe she alone could reach him.
Just like her mother once reached her father.
Mimi's hands trembled slightly.
"…Fine. Ignore me then," she said softly.
Aren didn't answer.
She turned and walked away.
But she kept glancing back.
Every few steps.Every few seconds.
Hooked. 🎣
Exactly as Aren planned.
Mimi's Heart Begins to Move 💓
When she sat down again beside Drago, her cheeks were red.
Her heartbeat was fast.
"I don't get it…" she muttered."Why do I feel like this?"
Drago snorted."Because he ignored you."
"No! It's not that!" 😤
She grabbed her chest.
"It feels like… destiny."
Drago rolled his eyes.
But the Deadly Sin heirs nearby heard every word.
And for the first time…
They felt fear and admiration at the same time.
The Academy Reacts 📣🔥
Whispers exploded:
"Mimi is interested in the new guy!""He ignored her!""Who ignores the Demon King's daughter?!""He's insane!""He's brave!""He's dead!""No—she looked happy. WHAT IS HAPPENING?!"
Teachers pretended not to listen.
They listened anyway.
"…Is he doing this on purpose?""Genius… or suicidal?""Probably both."
Collapse 🩸
Aren stood up, bones cracking, injuries screaming.
He picked up his cube and walked away like nothing mattered.
But his body betrayed him.
A bully blocked his path, laughing.
"Still injured? Easy win."
Aren didn't answer.
He grabbed the boy's leg—twisted—and threw him into the wall hard enough to shake the hallway. 💥
Gasps everywhere.
Even injured, he still fought like a beast.
But this time…
His bandages tore.Blood seeped out.His vision blurred.
Aren staggered.
And collapsed.
The watching bullies stepped forward.
"He's weak—get him—"
They froze.
Because someone stepped in front of him.
Mimi.
Her eyes were blazing. 🔥👑Behind her, Drago's fists crackled with flame.
"You touch him," Mimi said quietly,"and I break your legs."
No one moved.
No one dared.
She knelt beside Aren, lifting him gently.
"Idiot," she whispered, "you shouldn't fight when you're injured."
Aren blinked slowly.
"I didn't start it."
"I know," she sighed.
She helped him stand, his arm over her shoulder.
Whispers exploded:
"Princess Mimi is helping him…""She NEVER does that…""She's protecting him…?""Is he that important?"
Drago escorted them like an executioner on standby.
The Infirmary 🏥
Aren lay down, exhaustion dragging him under.
The healer stammered, "P-Princess… only staff—"
"I'm staying."
End of discussion.
Mimi sat beside Aren's bed.
When bandages were changed—she held the tools.When he shivered—she fixed the blanket.When he groaned—she rested a hand on his arm.
Outside the door, Drago cracked his knuckles repeatedly. 👊🔥
Message received.
Hours passed.
Mimi didn't leave.
Not once.
She watched him sleep, emotions tangled:
Confusion.Curiosity.Admiration.Something deeper… unnamed.
And because of her presence—
No bully dared touch Aren that day.
She whispered softly:
"…You really are like Father.And I don't know why… but I don't want you to disappear."
Aren didn't hear her.
But the world did.
The Seven Arrive ⚠️
The infirmary door opened.
Seven shadows entered.
The heirs of the Seven Deadly Sins.Five boys. Two girls.Power radiating like a storm.
Pride spoke first."We came to speak to Aren."
Mimi didn't stand.
"He's sleeping."
"So wake him," Greed smirked.
"No."
The room's temperature dropped.
Wrath stepped forward, flames rising.
"You think you can tell us no?"
Mimi lifted her chin.
"I don't think. I know."
"You act like he's yours," Envy sneered.
"He's under my protection."
Lust leaned closer."Protection… or something deeper~?"
Mimi's aura exploded. 💥👑Walls shook.
"Say that again," Mimi said coldly,"and I break your jaw."
Silence.
Wrath growled."He attacked our people."
"You sent bullies," Mimi replied calmly."He defended himself. Case closed."
Pride stiffened."We don't need a princess's permission."
Mimi stepped closer.
"You need permission to breathe in this room."
They froze.
Finally, Mimi pointed at the door.
"Leave."
For the first time in their lives—
The Seven Deadly Sin heirs backed away.
Wrath muttered, "This isn't over."
Mimi sat beside Aren again, gently brushing his hair.
"Yes," she said softly."It is."
Outside, the heirs whispered.
About Aren.About Mimi.About the storm forming between them.
None of them realized—
The war to win Aren's loyaltyhad already begun.