#m!ik opera x reader

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#45 Master~

Opera*Blinks seeing You grab their hand and put something in it...closing their palm for them not see,...then leaving them confused as you run away*???

Opera*Opens palm*...!?!?

Opera*Holding a tiny plush...of Iruma wearing a fluff-lego onesie...two cute things they love in one*...

-In the Teacher's Faculty Room-

Opera: I think I'm falling for My Master

Kalego*Glaring at him from across his desk, Knowing who they are talking about...Iruma's hot parent* Then get up.

[meabh-mcinness]

Bake Date

Fresh from the human world, you can't help but feel out of place as the new lady of the manor. Far too used to having to take care of yourself and Iruma by doing everything from cooking and cleaning to working long hours in the hopes of giving him a better life, you felt rather disgruntled at having absolutely nothing to do. After all, your adoption into the Sullivan family meant getting a do-it-all family butler who refused to allow you to do anything even remotely based in those categories. However, in all these years you had actually grown rather fond of baking.

And come hell or high water, you were going to enjoy the kitchen space again.

You understood it, really. 

Opera had been hired as a security devil, and part of that job description included taking care of all the household duties, so their masters could focus. It was considered quite the insult, Sullivan had explained, to even so much as imply that they weren't up to standards. Which probably explained why everything in the manner was suddenly sparkling, and a feast prepared the next time you had left your room, a mere ten minutes after the first time you made your request.

Plus, after all those years of taking care of both yourself and then Iruma, it was a rather nice break to leave everything to someone else's care. Even if it did leave you feeling a little...ennui. Especially since you had grown rather fond of one particular "chore" that often left you feeling very relaxed at the end. 

Baking. 

The systematic method of putting ingredients together, the scent of freshly baked goods wafting through your small home, the joy of seeing others smile as they indulged in your treats. It was cathartic and addicting. And with being stolen from your home and subsequently dropped into what was essentially demon royalty, you had been denied, multiple times, your favoured drug. 

This, obviously, would not do. 

Not if they expected you to stay sane, at least. 

Your opponent may be an undefeated demon who always seemed to just know things, but you wouldn't back down so easily. As a human, you have many biological ups at your disposal, the best ones for this circumstance being adaptability and patience.  You simply had to wait for Opera to let their guard down and leave the kitchen unguarded. 

Normally, such a task would be impossible. For a race considered vastly incautious, Opera didn't seem to know how to not be on guard, and with your asking for the usage of the kitchen, a number of times, has taken to keeping a particular eye on it. You couldn't seem to get within ten feet without them appearing and asking if you needed something.  

But that was fine because your patience won in the end. Mostly. 

With the summer holiday ending and after the whole Walter Park fiasco, Sullivan had decided to take Iruma shopping in town. This meant Opera would be tagging along for various reasons. It had been quite easy to beg off going as well. Claiming that you wanted away from crowded areas until school began again (you still hadn't forgiven Sullivan for the whole news debacle) and that you would just spend the time relaxing. 

Which was entirely true. You would just be relaxing in the kitchen rather than the library, as you implied. At first, you weren't certain you would be dragged along, what with Opera staring deep into your soul through your eyes. You were sure you had been caught before you had even begun.

 Instead, they simply blinked and inclined their head to you, stating they would leave a tray of tea and snacks in the library for you to partake in while you read, before turning on their heels. You watched Opera's retreating figure with a sense of triumph, your heart pounding with excitement. They had taken the bait, hook, line, and sinker. With a quiet and knowing smile, you watched carefully from your spot by the window until a carriage was driven by the familiar sight of the red-haired butler through the gates. You waited patiently for them to disappear from sight over the horizon before making your move.

Stepping into the spacious kitchen, you couldn't help but feel a rush of nostalgia. The polished marble countertops, the gleaming stainless steel appliances, and the array of utensils neatly arranged on the walls all whispered an invitation. It was as if the kitchen itself had missed you, even though you had never stepped foot into this particular one before.

Your gaze landed on the pristine oven, and your fingers itched to create something delightful. You weren't about to let this golden opportunity go to waste. After all, you had a plan, and it involved baking.

Your first task was to gather the necessary ingredients. Fortunately, you had become well-acquainted with the cookbooks in Sullivan Manor's library during your stay. With a practised eye, you selected flour, sugar, eggs, and a few other essentials. You were a master at improvising, and you didn't need a recipe to create something delicious. Even if you should probably have started with one due to the differences between food in the two worlds.

As you began to mix the ingredients in a large bowl, you felt a sense of peace settle over you. Baking was your refuge, your solace. It was a way to express your love and care for others, even in a world as chaotic as the Netherworld. The scent of the ingredients blending together filled the kitchen, and you couldn't help but smile. It was a comforting aroma that made you feel at home, no matter where you were. You continued to work, your hands moving with practised precision as you shaped the dough and prepared it for baking. 

Just as you were about to put your creation in the oven, you heard a noise from the doorway. Startled, you turned to see Opera standing there, an accusatory expression on their face, despite it not changing at all.

"Ah, I should have expected to find you here," they said, voice calm and collected as ever.

You smiled sheepishly. "I just wanted to bake something. It's something I've always enjoyed, you know, and you guard this kitchen so well, which I understand really! It's your domain as a security devil, but baking has always been my safe place. My thing to help me relax and not go crazy. It's why I kept trying to sneak in here."

Opera regarded you with an unreadable look, slowly blinking large eyes at you as you rambled on. "Baking?"

You nodded, your determination unwavering. "Yes, baking! I love the methodical process of mixing things together and the smells of pastries cooking. I promise I won't make a mess. You can stay and watch if you'd like. Maybe I can even convince you to try a slice of my pie when it's done."

Opera hesitated for a moment, their head tilting sideways slightly, ears twitching a little in what you presumed was interest. "Well, since you've gone through all this trouble, I suppose I can spare a few minutes to watch. But I'll be keeping a close eye on you."

You grinned, feeling a sense of victory. "Deal."

As you worked together to prepare the cake, you found that Opera was, unsurprisingly, rather helpful. Always offering suggestions on what ingredients go best together and even lending a hand when needed — the biting cherries bag was surprisingly heavy. The tension between you slowly melted away, and before you knew it, you were chatting and laughing as if you had known each other for much longer.

As the pie baked in the oven, you both sat down at the kitchen table, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. It was a pleasant surprise, and you couldn't help but be grateful for the unexpected turn of events. When the timer finally let out a sound that rather resembled a dying scream to you, the pie was finally ready. Carefully, you gripped a towel, pulled out the circular glass dish and gently placed it on a cooling rack Opera had set up for you. You sliced a generous portion for Opera, placing it on a plate and handing it to them with a smile. "Here, give it a try. I promise it's not poisonous." Though you couldn't say the same for anything Iruma might attempt in the future. 

Opera took a bite and their eyes widened in surprise. "This is... incredible. You really are quite the baker."

You beamed with pride, feeling a warmth in your chest, cutting a similar-sized piece for yourself. "I'm glad you like it."

As you both enjoyed the pie together, it became clear that this impromptu baking session had turned into something more. It was a moment of connection and understanding, and you couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, there could be more to your relationship with Opera than you had initially thought. As the afternoon sun streamed into the kitchen, and Opera left to pick up Sullivan and Iruma from town, you realized that sometimes, the best moments in life were the ones you never expected. 

In hindsight, you also realized you could have just told Opera why you wanted in here so badly, rather than resorting to practically breaking and entering. 

Alls well that ends well, though. 

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[svefs]

Definitely the better Suzuki ever 👍

TW!: Cursing and mentions of alcoholism, NOT incest FFS, we love Iruma, IruAzz shipper reader frfr, I support other ships (not the bad bad ones y'all calm down)too don't attack me, im high and it's 3am, Fem!reader, hey bbg you look kinda cute

Summary: You're Iruma Suzuki's younger sister cause yes. Not really known by most of his friends since you're like 10 years younger than him (basically a kid that still can't attend school). That is untill you followed your older brother to Babyls secretly (how? Idk why are you asking me im defo no the author 🤷‍♀️)

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"Shichiro" said Kalego surrounded by an ominous aura while the misfits are sweating buckets in the background.

Balam Shichiro was only trying to help a toddler. Getting a lecture by co-worker was definitely not in list.

"BAT!" you screamed on the top of your lungs as if you were a drunkard

Uh oh

Few hours earlier

"Pera! upsies,"you babbled wanting to be carried.

"Y/N-sama, please forgive me but I am a bit busy here," Opera said while carrying the dirty laundry.

You huffed and walked away pouting at the fact that Opera was busy. It's childish but your still a kid so do whatever you want 🤷‍♀️

Unfortunately, a bright idea sparked into your mind. Your adoptive grandpa is the principal of Babyls, the school your big brother goes too. So if we're to go on a little adventure you'll be able to get your older brother and maybe your grandpa to play with you. It's basically child's play (how ironic), but you're a human child so it's fine.

So the journey begins, with you leaving Opera in a state of panic while you're following your carefree brother and his two friends while they walk to school. Of course it is harder for you to catch up to them since you can barely walk but you can crawl your way through hell if you wanted to.

Once you reached the school entrance it was basically empty, meaning you weren't fast enough to play with your brother before his class starts. As you were about to enter through the door, a deep voice startled you.

"A child?"

You look behind to see a tall man with chicken feet and short white hair. Iruma has told you about a white haired tall teacher with chicken feet named Balam Shichiro that is intimidating but kind nonetheless. So what do you do? The only logical thing duh.

"Bal!"

you shouted rendering him speechless.

"You know me?"

he asked while picking you up while you answered by nodding.

"VROOM VROOM!!"

"Vroom....?"

Few minutes after (he finally got the memo)

"So.... you want me to bring you to Iruma?"you nodded in response as he started walking somewhere. You were completely relaxed in Balam's hold which made him question your identity even more since he was used to people being scared of his appearance.Getting to Iruma was not really that hard. You can tell where he is all the time especially with the people he hangs out with. Poor Iruma, can't even live his school life quietly without drawing attention. But since class already started, he's definitely in the Royal one. He wouldn't be the type to skip class at all.

Back to the present

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA BIG BAD BAT!!!" you started shrieking definitely startling half the class from your sudden outburst.

"Y/N! Calm down," your brother takes you away from Balam's hold inorder to try and calm you down. Did it work?

Lol no.

Why?

Cause seeing a certain pink haired male, made you think of all the times your brother would come back home just to rant to you about him. Oh the burning pain, hearing your brother talk about his oh-so obvious crush that he has yet to realise. Almost felt bad for this Azz guy if it weren't for the fact this Azz guy has also yet to realise his feelings. This is too much bs for you to handle. Definitely too much.

Meanwhile Opera was still panicking at the mansion lmfao

Note:

You have no idea how bored I am

Request are finally open tho

[fatfuckingcatstuff]

Opera x Fem!Reader Random Headcanon

Act The Part

They would love getting their head scratched, like cmon.. they're part cat. All you gotta do is just get your fingers into their scalp and *scritch scritch*

Considering they're part cat I'd like to imagine them reacting to cat toys the same way cats do. Funny lil thought. Like they could be doing work and it would go like this :

"Oopera?"

"Hm?"

"I wanna cuddle."

"Sorry Y/N, I'm a little busy at the moment. I promise when I'm done we can cuddle."

Frustrated, Y/N thought of a mischievous idea. Something that would most likely get her killed but funny.

She goes to her room and takes out a cat toy she had purchased the other day. It was a small bell attached to a string, it was a glitterish blue. She returns to the room Opera was in and calls for his attention.

"Opera! Look what I have" She says smirking evily dangling the toy in her hand.

"Y/N I already told you I can't cudd-"

Their pupils suddenly dilate and their focus is shifted only on the toy in your hands.

You decided to mess with tgem with the toy for awhile and eventually putting it away, knowing if you played with them more you were going to die from too much laughter.

As if they were in a daze, Opera slowly gets up looking confused.

"What.. am I doing on the floor.."

You decided not to tell them, to save their dignity and yourself.

AJJEJSBWNSN I TRIED

[misschimotosuwa-blog]

Falling for Your Help

Genre: angst/fluff with a pinch of lime? (Bruh, idk lol)

Characters: Opera x Reader (fem)

T/W: things get a little spicy for a moment 😂😅

A/N: man, idk, started obsessing over Opera the other day and had to write something, the only way I could make this work in my mind was to make this an AU where Opera is NOT Sullivan's butler/servant -- he's YOURS mwahahahaha 😈😂😅

We can't go back now Mistress

You are the daughter of a prestigious demon family with wealth to spare

You live by your lonesome in one of the biggest mansions in the Netherworld

Due to the fact you live alone and have so much wealth, you have decided to hire help — Opera — A Demon of high skill and mana — no less than perfect for the job

You’ve employed Opera for quite some time now and have grown closer each day — some might say — a little too close

Yes, you have fallen head over heels for your help.  What is a Demon to do?

You finished up with your errands for the day, and entered your carriage to return back home.  

You sighed as you watched a demon couple hold hands on the street.  “I wish I had that” you thought to yourself.

The carriage stopped in front of a large gate.  A servant opened your door. 

You exited and headed towards the mansion doors.

"Welcome home Mistress, did you enjoy your errands?” Opera took off your coat.  “They were fine…” you exhaled and looked down.  “You seem fatigued, Madam.  If this be the case, I’ll draw the bath for you”.  You sat down at the table and waved him off “yes, yes, that would be lovely”.  You sighed and rested your upper body on the table in front of you. (What’s with me today?  I just can’t seem to smile or find peace of mind).

Moments passed

Opera entered the room “Madam, your bath is ready”.  Your head shot up from the table and you began to turn red “uh.. yes!  Thank you!”  You got up and walked awkwardly, almost stumbling towards the bathroom.  You made a misstep and began to fall, you closed your eyes and braced what was to come, but instead you were caught in a warm embrace.  A wondrous aroma surrounded you and you began to sink into whatever this was surrounding you.  “Miss!  Mistress (Y/N)!!!”  You opened your eyes and turned your head.  You were met with the most beautiful burgundy/yellow eyes.  (Oh!)  “Opera?!”  Opera was holding you tight.  “What is going on with you Miss?  I am concerned.  Shall I brew us some Hell Grey Tea?  I don’t know if I can allow you to bathe in the state that you’re in, you may pass out and drown for who knows.”

You and Opera stared at each other.

And continued to stare.

(What am I doing?  What's going on with me?)

You sighed as you became slightly more aware of reality and focused more on the man in front of you.

(Wow… Opera… he… he looks so handsome… I could stay here forever….)

You weren't sure what came over you, but you decided to give into temptation and you reached forward to caress Opera's cheek.  

The room grew even more silent than before 

"......may I ask what you're doing, Madam?". 

You proceeded to stand up right and continued to submit to whatever your state of mind was.  

You wrapped your arms around Opera's neck and stared at him.  "... Have you been drinking today..?".  You began to play with Opera's silky red hair.  Opera sighed "Madam… I thought we agreed to keep this professional…".  You caressed Opera's hair and gently kissed his cheek, which made him close his eyes for a brief moment as he took a deep breath.  "Alright Madam, ahem, I mean" Opera leaned in to whisper in your ear as he caressed your cheek "(Y/N), you better be ready" 

Opera slowly backed you up against the wall.  He proceeded to gently kiss your neck as he caressed and squeezed your arm.  He then licked your earlobe as his hand traced down your arm leading to your hand and intertwined your fingers.  

Opera whispered "we can't go back now Mistress, are you sure about this?"

You met eyes "Opera… you know I love you… please allow this… if you can't be my attendant anymore, I don't care… I just want you…".  

Opera grabbed your leg, wrapped it around him and leaned down to whisper in your ear "... Then you can have me, Madam… all that you like.". 

Hearing this made butterflies swarm in your stomach and made your heart pound… your mind began to draw a blank as you leaned back into the wall.  Opera leaned in and began to kiss all over your face.  It tickled and you pushed him away.  For a brief second your eyes met… and Opera's - always stone cold expression - somehow… turned into… the cutest smile you'd ever seen!!!  

"OPERA!!!!". Your excitement to see this made you jump and hug Opera making you both fall to the ground.  You proceeded to kiss all over his adorable face.  "Oh, I love you even more now Opera, please be mine!". 

Opera's face softened "yes (Y/N), of course.  Always."

*deep breath*. WOW. THAT COULD'VE GOTTEN REAL DIRTY. But somehow I turned it cutesy in the end 😂😂 such is how my mind works?? 🤔🤷🏼‍♀️😅😂🤣

[demon-guardian]

Kalego's birthday is Valentine's day. That means his s/o would have two reasons to be super affectionate and romantic (in private of course, pretty sure he would be mad if it was public). Which is good because Kalego deserves so much love for all the nonsense he deals with. :D

It really is the best day for his s/o.

I am imaging them getting Balam and maybe Opera in on it to distract him. So his s/o setting up the house for a nice home date. Making it all romantic and getting his gift ready for valentines day and his birthday as well.

Get him some good wine and a new cactus for his gift. This is also his favorite day because of how he can be get away with a bit more romantic gesture in public. (And when I mean more romantic gesture I mean holding your hand for like a minute or two).

I could also see this as a day where his co-workers tease him the most. Due to what day it falls under.

[gennabi]

Hiiii i didnt know wether ur request r open or not, if its not them im sorry and you can ignore this request. Can i request dating headcannons for Opera-san from Mairimashita!Iruma-kun? If you dont want to then its ok, you can ignore this request!

luv ur works! <3 remember to stay hydrated and eat 3 meals a day!

it's actually closed but this made my day, giggling just thinking abt it heh so here ya go 😚 awww thank you so much for loving them!! im honoured 😭🙆‍♂️ i will!! you too anon, please stay healthy n take care of urself <33

dating headcanons

opera x reader (no prns) • 0.6k

romantic; fluff

[ self explanatory title , opera's a little soft bcs yes , cw cussing ]

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─does that thing where they would ask for the time you wake up and sleep just so they could text you good morning and good night 🥺

─opera's love language is acts of service bcs i say so

─they love to spoil you!!!

─from letting you sleep in for five more minutes to smtg like

─bathing you and washing your hair themselves when you come home tired, wordlessly massaging your shoulders as you doze off in the bathtub

─also a little mean teasing shit. the funny (or lowkey scary) thing is opera teases with a straight face. straight up spitting lies as if they're facts. if you're oblivious, goodluck figuring out if they're actually being serious or just teasing.

─"y/n, i've heard a rumour that if you don't kiss a certain red-haired butler, iruma is going to hate you and won't talk to you ever again."

"that's not true, he would never do such a thing─"

"you're saying i'm lying when i literally spend day and night in the same castle with him? wow, y/n, i expected better from you."

─they did get their kiss in the end so it all works out i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

─also the type to play around with hair if you have them. you'll do cute and weird hairstyles on each other during sleepovers awww omg imagine opera w the cat ears hairstyle hfffffjjf

─speaking of sleepovers, would definitely be into face masks n shit but only views them as a "privilege/sleepover thing" if that makes sense

─mostly the big spoon but that's because they like to come in bed later than you, checking buttler stuffs for next morning yk, but if they're having an off day tomorrow, would definitely ask to be the little spoon and your heart just squeezes when their ears do that happy flap 🥺😭😭

─your dates are either staying in or some low-tension stuffs like picnics or having a walk through the streets at night kind of thing, they just like to hang around with you and listen to you talk and ramble :') <33

─loves it when you give them a headpat, like one where you do to actual cats

─they just grab your hand n brings it to their head and you ruffle. the first time iruma and sullivan saw it, they dropped their knees to the ground bcs OPERA PURRED??@$$?&

─when you're having a bad day, opera's ears are down all day :( they feel so bad when you feel bad, what's this. their sweetheart not feeling good? oh no :(

─go to extreme lengths to make you feel better (as u fucking deserve yeah!)

─mf bought a new comforter just so you can lie down comfortably in bed bless sullivan's debit card amen 🙏

─doesn't let you move at all like you wanna go to the kitchen? no need to worry. opera will bring the kitchen to you instead 🫡 *not sure if it'll show but its supposed to be the salute emoji

─spoon feeds you :( <3 and yk the thg they do when they sing a lullaby and pat iruma's body to sleep? yeah, they do that shit too. except they're lying beside you because what if a certain bald demon decides to disturb you in your sleep by being loud? no way they're letting that happen🤕

─also LOVES giving you nicknames 💔💔💔 more so the slightly corny ones lmao

─the thing is they do it so smoothly and with their blank signature face even you didn't notice it the first time.

─"do you prefer something light or heavy for tomorrow’s breakfast, lovebug?"

"_ would be nice─ wait what"

─opera's fav place to kiss is your fingers sighs just imagine you talking to them as they play with your fingers and hum as they give each a delicate peck. also has a habit of kissing the inside of ur hands when u cup their cheeks WAHHH 😭😭💗

okay that's it im going to stop here before i go insane and cry more bcs opera's not real </3

[0whyyou-stillalive0]

Big sibling

Big sibling!opera x reader

Hi! Its my first time posting like this, hope you like it

English isn't my first language,

I imagine them as a reliable siblings when they grow old and a little shit sweet when there younger -like one time when you guys are younger, you were playing on the mountain just having fun, and then they push you out of nowhere and your just stare at him and watch them glare at you and walks away And when you guys got older you ask him why they did that Y/n: opera Opera: hum Y/n: when we were younger, why did you push me down the mountain? Opera: oh that Opera: its probably because you were having too much fun Key word probably -they're sometimes not honest with you Like seriously -Endless teasing, they won't stop teasing you, speak of which you guys -Would definitely team up just to tease kalego its fun to tease him -Will definitely fight you with random shit -Would definitely tell you random facts that are neither true or not just to scare you you something believe them like seriously

andddd that's all

Here's my art work of them, when there older hope you like it

Im open draw other characters feel free to dm me

[Open for commission]

[arialysse]

Wait.

Opera x F!Reader

Synopsis: In which you fall sick and Opera takes care of you.

Quick notes to take;

⇢ Reader is actually older, but looks like a high schooler and is schooling in Babyls. [Almost the same age as Opera]

⇢ Reader caught Opera's eye and they decide to train you.

⇢ Reader is half-angel, half-demon.

⇢ Reader has an adoptive mother named "Amirah" and adoptive sister named "Dmitra".

⇢ Reader lives in/above a shophouse.

Warnings: No particular warnings, but if you find interactions between an adult and a "teen" uncomfortable or weird you should probably dodge this. Not beta-read so it might suck oops.

Word count: 6.2k

Disclaimer: I don't own Mairimashita! Iruma-kun and the characters.

Rounds of applause echoed throughout the stadium. I stared at the gigantic crowd with my [eye color] eyes, panting heavily. It’s normal for people to feel heavy after performing, right? So today shouldn’t be any different. I tried to keep my breaths steady, ignoring the slight fatigue that’s dancing around my limbs.

“How did I go from accepting Opera’s training regiment to dancing on stage with the infamous Devdol Kuromu and the girls from my class?” I thought, trying to hold the smile that was causing a slight ache on my cheeks.

Well….

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“[Y/N]-chan! [Y/N]-chan!” I hear the ever-jovial Clara start. “Hm? What’s the matter, Clara-san?” I turned to meet her viridian eyes, careful of the hot tea that’s resting on my hands. “I heard from Mitra-chan that you both were talented in dancing and singing, is that really true?” She said with her hands clutched, her arms moving up and down in excitement. The girls of the Abnormal Class plus the Student Council President decided to have a get-together and borrowed the Magical Apparatus Battler Clubroom, courtesy of Clara and Iruma.

“Uwah~ Is that so?” Elizabetta cooed, clasping her hands together. “That’s impressive.” Ameri praised with an awkward smile. I could only stare at them in bewilderment. “Of course, only Dmitra would blurt out stuff like those…” I thought, placing a hand on my temple with brows furrowed, shifting my gaze to the floor.

“Y-yeah… She’s right. I wouldn’t call it talented, however.” I closed my eyes and reminisced, “It’s just, our mother gave us a lot of freedom to do whatever we wanted at home when we were younger. During those times, me and my sister really loved music, so we’d try to imitate what and who we saw on the screen, and, well… It’s kind of a useless practice now since we never go on stage.”

I looked back up at them, only to be met with astonishment. “W-why that sudden question though, Clara-san?”

Clara seemed to flinch and jump back at that question, suddenly turning shy. “W-well… I heard that boys like to see when a girl sings and dances for him.” She uttered, twiddling her fingers. How peculiar to see the bright and happy Clara suddenly turning shy all of a sudden. From the corner of my eyes, I caught Ameri flinching. It also looked like her grip on the cup tightened. What’s going on?....

“Ah… Well… Boys are all different, so I don’t know what to say.” I replied, taking a small sip of my tea.

“Speaking of boys,” Elizabetta chirped, “[Y/N]-chan… Forgive me if I’m wrong but, why does it seem like you have a crush on Opera-san?” That sudden statement caused me to choke on my tea. I hunched over the table and heard Kerori yelp in alarm. The girls surrounded me, patting my back and handing me tissues to clean up.

“Wh-wha?!” I stuttered, feeling the familiar heat of a blush creeping up from my neck. “The Opera-san? The one that serves Iruma-san and Sullivan-sama?” Ameri inquired curiously, still patting my back as gently as she could. “Ah~ So was I right?” Elizabetta grinned.

“I…” I cleared my throat, “I mean… Was I that obvious?...”

“Nyahaha! The great Clara has also seen the way you look at them.” The greenette teased, deepening my blush. “S-speaking of Opera-san… Th-they did take you in for t-training, r-right?” Kerori piped softly, fixing her glasses a little. I nodded meekly, feeling as though the heat of my blush was evaporating up and into the air. “Oh? They personally asked to train you? You must be really strong to catch their eyes then!” Ameri’s ears twitched in excitement.

“Please, be my disciple.”

Their words rang through my head as I wondered how red could my face go today. Just as I was about to lose myself to thinking about them, Clara suddenly piped up. “Alright! I’ve decided! Let’s perform on the stage in school! We can also invite everyone to see, even Pera-sama!” Everyone in the room recoiled in surprise, before a loud “EH?” shook the room.

“B-but… Clara-chan, I-I don’t know how to dance…!” Kerori was the first to whimper.

“Me either, I’m afraid~” Elizabetta placed a hand on her cheek, a troubled expression coloring her delicate face.

“M-me too.” Ameri stuttered with a blush.

“So, so! I was about to ask [Y/N]-chan if you and Mitra-chan could teach me how to dance and sing! And since everyone here doesn’t know too, we can all learn together!” Clara chirped, grinning from ear to ear.

“Ah~ That’s a great idea, Clara-chan! This is also a great way to bond~ I’ll be under your care, [Y/N]-chan~” The blonde cooed with a smile.

“U-uhm…!” Ameri hesitated for a moment. “W-why do you want to dance in front of everyone, Clara-ch-chan?...”

“Hm? I…” Clara paused, the shyness earlier coming back, “I…! I want to impress Iruma-chi!”

How straightforward, we gasped. Determination seemed to spark in Ameri’s eyes at the greenette’s resolve. She brought up a clenched fist, “I-I, too, can’t lose…! I shall participate in this, as well… I-if you do not mind, that is…”

“I-I! Uhm…” Kerori stuttered, “I-I c-can’t dance… B-but I know someone who works with the devdol Kuromu-chan! S-so I can talk to them about replacing me w-with her instead! B-besides, instead of t-the small stage, y-you guys can even use the s-stadium she performs in!”

“That’d be amazing~” Elizabetta hummed, placing both hands on her face.

The girls glimmered in excitement, looking at me with pleading eyes. I looked at them, hesitating, before letting out a sigh. “Alright, alright… I’ll teach you guys how to sing and dance. Kerori-san, you can watch us practice since you’re not joining. We’ll be counting on you to speak to the person who works with Kuromu-chan.” I smiled at her.

“Hooray!” Clara cheered, “Celebratory toast!” We raised our cups with an exciting resolution. As the girls gushed about outfits and songs, a familiar chime rang from my phone. I reached into my bag to pull it out .

“It’s time to train. Please make your way to Sullivan-sama’s mansion. I’ll be waiting.”

The familiar heat blossomed on my cheeks. How does a simple message have such impact on someone?!

“What’s wrong, [Y/N]-chan?” Clara asked, “Your cheeks are red again! Is it Pera-sama?”

I could only nod timidly, “I-I need to go now… Opera-san wants to commence the training now.” I placed my belongings into my bag hastily. “Aw~ What a shame. We’ll see you soon then, [Y/N]-chan~ Goodluck and take care now~!” Elizabetta waved, “We’ll be sure to update you about the timings!” I waved right back and scurried out of the room, nearly bumping into the blue-haired boy. I uttered a quick apology and rushed out to the school gate.

It wasn’t long before I was met with the black iron gates of The Sullivan Mansion, and right beside it was none other than Opera themself. “H-hello, Opera-san. I hope I’m not too late. I tried to come here as fast as my legs could bring me.” I huffed, hunching over slightly to catch my breath. They gave me a polite bow in response, “Hello there, [Y/N]-san. You were right on time, actually, so no worries. Come along now.” They guided me into the gates and we made our way to their large yard, with me tagging along behind the red-headed demon.

“Why does it seem like you have a crush on Opera-san~?”

Elizabetta’s words earlier echoed in my head tauntingly, flushing my cheeks in a bright red. This obviously did not go past the ever-sharp Opera, as they halted. “[Y/N]-san, what seems to be the matter? Did you catch a fever, perhaps? Your face is really red.”

“I-I’m fine! Don’t worry!” I yelped uncharacteristically loud, my eyes snapping up to meet theirs. They raised a brow in suspicion, a head tilt following right after. I swear, their cuteness could really be the death of me someday. “Sh-shall we start with the training now, O-Opera-san?” I diverted the topic and my eyes.

“Ah, yes. Well then, place your bag at the stand there and bring out your weapon.”

And the weeks went by just like this. Right after school, I had a few hours to teach and practice our performance and right after that was the grueling training with Opera. If not for that constant reminder from them to hydrate myself, I would have probably toppled over in exhaustion. My mom would also request that I look after the shop for a few hours before closing up. Dmitra would be worn-out from training and dancing, so she heads straight to her bed by the time she reaches home. I can’t blame her though, afterall, Kallego decided to train her and we all know what entails whenever you’re near that teacher. The number of times I nearly fell asleep while simultaneously taking care of the shop and doing the mountain load of homework Kallego tended to give was uncountable.

“What seems to be the matter, [Y/N]-san? You appear to be out of it as of late.” Opera asked one time during training. “I-I’m alright… Just exhausted…” I huffed, wiping a sweat off my chin. “Just from this? Hm…” They placed a finger on their chin, “It seems as though I’ve gone too easy on you, since you’re already worn out from this level of training. Stand up, we’re going again, this time, harder.” I begrudgingly stood up, steadying my weapon to face them once more.

No thanks to the “upgraded” training, the final week of preparation was extra taxing on me. I must’ve lost some weight with the way the girls looked at me when we were practicing. Each time I assured them that I was fine, the more worried they became. Even Dmitra tried telling me to skip practice for a few days to recuperate but I politely refused. “I can’t afford to waste a session, we only have a few days left.” Was what I told her.

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The cheers and applause was never-ending even after we headed back-stage. “Nice work out there girls! Everyone did splendidly!” Kuromu praised with a gleam as I glanced around my arms and legs. If it weren’t for the carefully chosen outfit and make-up, the bruises and cuts from training would’ve been displayed for the whole of demon-world to see.

Everyone seemed to be talking about something but what? Wait… What’s going on, what is this ringing?

“Right? Don’t you agree, sis-... Sis?... Are you okay? You’re looking kinda pale-” Dmitra couldn’t even finish her words as my legs gave up on me. I collapse forward, breathing heavily. I could hear the girls call my name and for help. My whole body felt heavy, the agonizing throb of overexertion running through my limbs.

“...pera-san! Good timi… Fell over and…” Warbled voices circled around me, at this point, my head was spinning so much that I didn’t know who was who. “We have another… B-but [Y/N] is… bad state… do we do?”

“Leave her… girls get… care of her.” I feel someone place my head somewhere soft. The slight sting of coldness on my forehead jolted me back to my senses, albeit slightly. The first thing I registered was Opera’s -very attractive- face, staring down at me. Somewhere in their expression, lingered a hint of worry. “Wh-wha…” I utter, still in a daze, trying to look around me.

The familiar song that we practiced so hard after school filled my ears. Then I remembered just where I was. I tried moving my arms to sit up, however, it felt as if they had a mind of their own and disobeyed my every command. “I… I need to.. Get back out… there…!” I gasped with trembling limbs. “Don’t even think about it. You’re too weak to even get up. Rest now.” I hear their smooth voice chide as they gently grab my outstretched hand, their other free hand resting right above my eyes, effectively blocking my vision. “B-but…!” I protested shakily. “No. Don’t be stubborn now and rest.” Right after those words, my world faded into black.

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“You’ve grown up really well, my dear daughter.”

I jerk awake at those words, sitting up in a panic. I tried steadying my breathing, hands gripping tightly on the sheets. What was that? Wait, sheets? Upon realization, my eyes darted around. Where am I? It seems to be a room of some sorts. It even has a large window at the side. And the covers, the colors, they remind me alot like… someone…

“Ah, I see you’re awake, [Y/N]-san.” Too consumed within my inner panic, I failed to hear the sound of the door opening. I snapped my head up to look at them, “O-Opera-san?! Wh-what are you doing here?”

They did their cute little head tilt from before, raising one of their red-haired brows. “What do you mean what am I doing here? This is my room and this is the house I live in. Am I not supposed to be here?”

H-house?! I’m in- My gaze flickered around the room. I’m in their room…?! I could feel heat rising up from my neck. “Wh-what am I doing here? What happened?” I fretted, bringing up the covers. Opera silently sauntered into the room, mindful of the door behind them. They hummed, casually bringing a hand up to my forehead. “It seems as though your fever has gone down. That is a good sign. But… You’re still slightly flushed.”

I’m pretty sure the flush is for a different reason, Opera… Even the back of their hands are so smooth… I could’ve sworn I almost fainted just from their touch. “As for why you’re here… It’s quite a long story.”

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Right after the performance, Opera hastily carried the unconscious body back to Sullivan’s large mansion.

“Hm? Who’s that you brought in, Opera?” Sullivan asked, taking a closer look. “Oh? If it isn’t [Y/N] from Iruma-kun’s class? What happened to her?”

“I apologize for bringing her unannounced, Sullivan-sama,” The security demon bowed trying not to disturb the sleeping figure in their arms, “She fell ill after performing at the stadium earlier. And,” They kept their gaze on the floor in shame, “It was partially my fault that she is in this state, as embarrassing as it is to admit.”

Sullivan stared at them. “Ah, how adorable… It’s been awhile since I’ve seen Opera care about someone this much.”

“Haha! You’re always such a bully, Opera. But,” Sullivan placed a tender hand on their head, right between their horns, “Make sure you take care of her, alright? And don’t forget about my precious Iruma-kun!”

Opera blushed a little at their master’s praise before nimbly darting into their room, gently placing the heavily-breathing girl on their bed. They damped a towel and made sure to clean her as best as they could. After placing a cooling pad on her head, they huffed a sigh of relief, wiping a sweat off their brow.

‘Well, I guess it’s my turn to take care of other businesses,’ Their feline eyes glanced at the sleeping girl, ‘I suppose I could leave her for a few moments.’ They placed a hand on their head, patting it gently with a smile.

“I’ll be back, be a good girl and stay in bed while I’m gone.”

They walked out of the room, silently closing the door behind them. With that, they swiftly left the house and went to fetch Iruma back from the rowdy concert. After taking care of the young boy and his master, they, yet again, had to leave the house to yours, this time with a large bag in hand.

“O-oh my! If it isn’t Opera-sama! What can I do for you this evening?” Amirah beamed. They stared onto the floor, ashamed. “I am terribly sorry.”

“Eh? For what, Opera-sama?” She asked.

“I… There is a competition coming up and I was tasked to train your daughter, [Y/N]-san, and… I admit that I have overexerted her past her limit and she fell ill, therefore, I sincerely apologize.”

Amirah gave Opera a worried look, before the same smile graced her features. “Don’t apologize, Opera-sama. I’m sure my sweet [Y/N]-chan was trying her best too. She must’ve tried too hard again and ended up like this.” She sighed.

“Again, you say?” They tilted their heads.

“Ah, yes!” Amirah chuckled, “When she was younger, there was a neighboring kid that told her she was too weak and soft. In response, she trained hard with her sword everyday until she fell ill, just like now. I of course gave her a tough scolding afterwards.” Opera hummed, smiling a little. “She’s always the hard worker, yes?” They nodded, even with your fatigued and exhausted state, you were always giving your best effort. It’s what caught their eyes, afterall.

She placed a finger on her chin. “So, I believe my daughter is in your care now, Opera-sama?”

Opera nodded yet again, “I have come to ask for permission to retrieve her clothing for a few days.”

“Ah, are you sure she would not be imposing in the Great Sullivan-sama’s mansion? Will we be in trouble?” Amirah’s brows furrowed in concern.

“I assure you, she would not be. And whatever punishments Sullivan-sama may issue, I would take full responsibility.” They bowed.

“Alright. Her room is on the 3rd floor. I apologize for the slight mess.” The horned lady opened the door to the home, guiding the security demon up.

“No worries.” They assured, twisting the rose-gold doorknob that led to your room. Upon entering your room, the first thing that greeted him was the scent. The sweet fragrance they always get hints of while sparring with you. “Well, take your time in here, if you need anything I’ll be downstairs!” She smiled and then left, going back to her shop to tend to the customer.

Opera carefully sauntered around your ivory room, their alluring, sharp eyes landing on your closet door. ‘This must be it.’ With nimble hands, they opened the wooden doors. They delicately picked out several sets of clothes from the closet, placing them into the leather bag they had brought earlier. Until, something white fell out of the closet.

‘Hm? What’s this?’ Opera knelt on the wooden floor, gently picking up what seemed to be a very white, feather. Upon closer inspection, it even seemed to glimmer under the low-lighting. It even made their fingers tingle a little. They secretly placed the feather in their side pocket, then got up. After saying a quick goodbye to Amirah, they left to go back to the mansion.

Patrolling the mansion for one last check, they finally showered and strolled back to their room, a glass of water and medicine in hand. I’d have to rouse her from her sleep to hydrate if not, the fever might worsen. But, as their hand reached for the doorknob to twist it, the last thing they’d expect was to see you sitting up with a drunken expression.

They stared right at your figure and you stared right back with a muzzy, flushed face.

“Kitty!” You suddenly called, pointing to their direction, just as they were about to ask how you were feeling. Their heads tilted in confusion. “[Y/N]-san…?”

“Hm…? Woah… Kitty talks!” They watch you giggle in delight, clapping your hands. “Come, come kitty! I’ll give you lots of pets!” Your arms outstretched, while making a grabby hands action. Opera was conflicted, part of them felt very amused that you’re letting a vulnerable side of you show while the other part of them felt very guilty for overexerting you. They relented and walked to you, bowing their head to you. In response, they hear you giggle as you gently pet their head.

“Woah… Kitty fur soft! So… nice…” They hear you murmur, slightly blushing at your words. They quickly pulled away, having enough of your pets. “Ah! B-but… Am not done with pets…” They hear you sniffle. “You can have more pets later, alright? For now, please eat this medicine and drink this water.”

You nodded, glee returning to your features as you took the medicine and cup from them. They watch as you easily gulp down the water and medicine in one go, letting out an exasperated sigh of relief after. They smiled, patting your head. “Good girl. Now go back to sleep.”

With gentle hands, they gently urged you back to bed, pulling the covers up to your shoulder. “You know…” They hear you start, “You remind me a lot like someone…”

Their ears twitch in curiosity, “Oh? And who might that be?”

“Their name is Opera!”

The security devil’s feline eyes widened. “Opera…? Interesting… Tell me more. What about me reminds you of them?” They smirked in amusement. They felt bad for taking advantage of your disoriented-self but, then again, they were also curious.

“They always take care of me too. We train a lot together.” You rubbed your eyes.

“I see. What else?”

“They're so cool and strong! One time, we went to this park and they took down a biiiig beast so easily!”

They recalled their time in Walter Park and the beasts that suddenly emerged from nowhere. They smiled at your words, “Is that so?”

“Mmhm! And, and…” You paused, shifting your gaze away from them. Opera gave you a moment to continue.

“And?” They finally prompted resting a cheek on their hand.

“Well… Uhm… They’re so cool and… I… I sort of… Fell in love with them…”

Opera’s eyes widened once more, but this was by far the widest they’ve been all day.

“B-but… They probably don’t even notice me. I mean… They work under this great demon lord and his equally amazing and talented grandson, and then there’s just me, so…” Tears filled your eyes as you hastily wiped them away, “So it’s okay…! I’ll just watch them from a distance and cheer them on… Whatever they may do.”

For the first time in a while, Opera was stunned into silence. They could only stare at you, mouth slightly agape from shock. They had to admit, there were implications that you harbored feelings for them but, they couldn’t be too sure. But now, they had their answer. They could see your eyes start to shut as you mumbled some incoherent words. They stood up from the chair and leaned over your body, hovering near your ear.

“Here’s an advice from Kitty,” They placed a hand on yours, “Just be patient and wait for the right time.” They hear you murmur a soft ‘b-but’.

“Because I’m sure that they’re waiting for you too.” They finished, gently enclosing their hands in yours.

“Y…You really… Think… So?”

“I know so.” They placed a gentle kiss on your temple, “Sleep well, [Y/N]-san.”

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“And then here you are. By the way, Iruma-sama relayed a message for you, he was really worried and hopes that you feel better soon.” Opera explained, smoothly omitting the last part. I stared at them silently, absorbing the information. “Oh…. I’d have to thank him later then. B-but wait, if I’m sleeping on your bed, where did you sleep then?”

“Me? I slept on the floor there.” They pointed a finger to a mattress on the ground right next to the bed. “What?!” I exclaimed in disbelief. Oh god, I’ve just essentially made them sleep on the floor, and this is their room!

“I-I’m sorry for causing you trouble, Opera-san! I’ll leave right now!” I pulled the covers off my body in an attempt to leave, but was swiftly halted by the demon before me.

“You’re not leaving this bed until you’re completely healed, [Y/N]-san.” They frowned, gently pushing me back to the large bed. “B-but Opera-san…! I can’t make you sleep on the floor, this is your room! B-besides, I’m feeling better already.” I argued, taking their hands into my own, trying to push them away. Their frown only deepened, doubting my words. “Don’t be stubborn, now lay back down. I need to fetch you more water and prepare breakfast.”

“O-Opera-san, please…!” I pleaded, clutching their hands. They stared into my [Eye Color] orbs momentarily, before giving out a sigh. “Alright. If you’re really better by noon, I will escort you home. But,” They sneered, “Only if you rest up now.” I nodded hastily, “Alright, I will.” They nodded and left the room, leaving me alone. Still feeling slightly dizzy, I pulled the covers up and shut my eyes, sleep taking over me instantly.

It wasn’t long until I was woken up by the feline-looking devil, a tray of food in their hands. “You don’t have to get up, I’ve already prepared a small table for you to eat in bed, so please wait a moment. They placed the silver tray on the nightstand, then proceeded to unfold the small table. After positioning it and placing it on the bed, they laid the silver tray on the table and took off the lid, exposing the delicious smell of food.

I stared at the meal, mouth-watering in anticipation for a taste of Opera’s cooking. I looked at them and then back at the food. “A-Are you sure I can have this?” I asked hesitatingly, twiddling my fingers. “Of course. Eat up now. And don’t forget your medicine afterward.”

I relentlessly dug into the meat at their words. And oh my devil… Is this what heaven tastes like? No, wait, heaven isn’t a good place… This is literally heaven in hell… I chewed slowly, savoring every bite of their cooking. Within minutes, I shamelessly lost all etiquettes and gobbled down the food. Placing down the silverware, I silently thanked whatever gods that graced me with their cooking and turned to look at them.

“O-Opera-san…” I piped, “Thank you for the meal, it was exquisite… And I’m sorry you had to see me like that…” A flush of embarrassment decorated my cheeks.

“It was no problem. I’m glad you enjoyed your meal. Eat your medicine and get some rest. I need to run some errands for Sullivan-sama and I’ll be back by noon.” They reminded while clearing the plate and table, before excusing themselves from the room. I kept my end of the deal and gulped the medicine and water.

Bringing the covers up to my nose, I snuggled into the sheets, inhaling the smell. Ah… It smells so much like Opera-san… Hey! Wait! Stop it now, I’m being creepy! I shook my head and shut my eyes, trying to suppress the shameful thoughts.

It was late noon when I was woken up by Opera’s gentle shaking.

“Did you sleep well?” I sat up slowly and hear them ask. “Mmhm.” I hoarsely say while nodding. I hear them unfold the same table and place the silverware on it. But before I could even dig in, they abruptly halted my thoughts by bringing their hand to my balmy forehead. I flinched, a little startled, heat rising up to my cheeks.

“Hmm… You’re recovering well. That’s a good sign,” They sighed in defeat, their cat ear horns tilting downward, “Alright, as I promised, after your meal I shall escort you home.” They elegantly took the glinting lid off. I stared in awe at the feast that was placed before me, Opera really outdid themselves again. For a moment, I envied how Iruma got to taste Opera’s succulent dishes everyday, but quickly shooed the negative thought away and dug in.

Soon after, they cleared the empty plate simultaneously advising me to take a shower and get a fresh change of clothes as well. I agreed rather enthusiastically, shakily standing up from the bed. They eyed my movements attentively, making sure I was able to stand up properly. My legs honestly felt like jelly but I held in the slight discomfort of my still-quivering lower half.

“S-see? I-I’m fine.” I assured shakily, one hand still leaning against the comforter, my other hand reaching up to give them a not-so confident thumbs up. I hear them sigh at my stubbornness shooting me a frown. They soon led me out of the room and down a hallway, to a bathroom. After showing me how to operate the shower and the amenities, they bowed and promptly left, but not after saying a quick “Call me if you need anything.”

I made sure to clean myself carefully in the shower, washing off all the dirt and grime on my body from the night before. After one last check on myself, I exited the shower, smelling A LOT like Opera themselves. I blushed a little, how nice would it be to smell like this everyday… Hold on! No! Bad [Y/N]! I shook my head ardently.

“What are you doing, [Y/N]-san? You’re acting like a wet puppy.” I hear a familiar voice quip at my silliness. “W-wha…! Opera-san!” I yelped, placing a hand over my chest. “D-don’t startle me like that… Since when were you here?...”

“I’ve been here this whole time. Hm..” They placed a tentative finger on their chin, “It seems like I would need to include the sharpening of your senses to our training…”

I gave them a small squeak of fright, “I-I swear it’s just you who catches me off-guard!”

“Hmm~ Just me, is that right?” Their tail playfully twirled behind them, an amused smirk decorating their prepossessing features. My blush and embarrassment only deepened by their teasing with each passing second.

“Alright, alright. I was merely jesting. However, if you’re really interested in strengthening your senses, do let me know.” They backed away, “Come along now, I need to dry your hair before we depart.”

I nodded, ambling meekly behind them. Wait, they want to dry my hair?! Amidst my train of thoughts an unforeseen fatigue shot up my leg, making me trip and fall forward. I barely had time to react to the sudden drop but, fortunately, someone was faster.

With one graceful motion, Opera gently caught my fall, holding me close. “Are you alright, [Y/N]-san?” I hear them ask softly. At this close distance, I took in the details of their smooth, clear skin. How they managed to keep their skin unblemished fascinated me. I stared into their burgundy eyes, lost in thought. My grip on their arms tightened, the feeling of adoration in my chest felt so full, almost about to burst. It was their tail poking at my cheek that snapped me out of my daydream.

“Oi~ Is anyone there?” They playfully queried, soft tail still gently prodding at my cheek. I let out a gasp of surprise, “I-I-I’m sorry!” I scurried away from them, covering my currently very hot face, too close! Opera raised a brow, “Are you sure you don’t want to stay for another day? You’re still rather worned out.”

I shook my head with my face still in my hands, “I-I’m fine, b-besides, you’ll be walking me home so…” I say muffledly. “If it’s my bed that you’re worried about, I assure you that I’m comfortable sleeping on the mattress that’s on the floor.” They stated matter-of-factly. “N-no. It’s your room, you should be sleeping on the bed, Opera-san. I’ll be okay.” They stood up and brought a hand near my face. “If you say so, now, up on your feet.”

I placed a hand in theirs, feeling them hoist me up smoothly. “Don’t fall again now.” They teased, as we resumed our stroll back to the room. My heart skipped a few beats at their words.

But… if they found out who you really were, would they still see you the same?

The sudden doubt clouded my mind as they dried my hair. I frowned slightly, but I shoved the thought away from my brain as best as I could. For now, let me relish in this little happiness I have. They gave my hair a short brush, puffing in triumph at their handiwork. Soon thereafter, they grabbed the bag containing my garments and we left the room.

“Thank you for everything, Opera-san.” I bowed deeply at the demon before me, “I apologize for all the trouble I’ve caused…”

They paused their movements, turning around to look at me. “It’s no problem at all. Besides, I was partially to blame for your weakened state. I apologize for not noticing that you were way past your limit, [Y/N]-san.”

“W-what…! O-Opera-san you have nothing to apologize for…! I’m at the wrong here...” I shifted my gaze timidly.

“Oh? Leaving so soon already?” Another voice chimed in.

“S-Sullivan-sama! From the bottom of my heart, th-thank you for your hospitality and I apologize for intruding without prior notice…!” I turned to bow at the powerful demon lord. “Not at all! Besides it was Opera who took care of you so…” The chairman placed a hand on his cheek shyly, “But, we’ll be missing you.” He turned into an egg, wiping off his tears.

I chuckled at his silliness. Student’s have always described Sullivan as the fierce, powerful and strict principal but, he also this side of him.

“Sullivan-sama, taking a break I see? Have you done at least half of the paperwork you ditched yesterday because of ‘prepping’ Iruma-sama for the concert.” Opera leered at him, eyes glinting in vexation. “B-but! My dearest Iruma-kun! Anything could happen at that place, what if someone kidnapped him? What if he falls down and hurts himself? What if someone finds out that he’s-” The security demon silenced him from speaking further, “Don’t change the subject. I will excuse myself from the mansion for a while to escort her home and if I come back to find out that you still haven’t done at least half of the paperwork that’s due soon, I will do more than just making you sit for the rest of the day on that chair.”

Woah… Even Opera had this side of them. It’s a terrifying side of them I wouldn’t want to bring out. On a side note, seeing them so irked struck an unfamiliar chord in me. Did I just find their frustration attractive?! Oh no…

“Well then, we’ll be on our way now.” Opera bowed and ushered me out of the large wooden doors, shooting the principal one last warning glare.

As we trudged along the uneven dirt road, I heard them sigh. “I apologize for letting you see that. But, the chairman can be a handful sometimes.”

“It’s no problem at all, Opera-san. I find it very interesting that the chairman has this side of him as well.” I giggled, recalling his egg form. Opera sighed in defeat once more with furrowed brows. There was a short span of silence. Both of us just enjoyed the scenery around us.

It wasn’t long before the sounds of the crowds of people chattering entered my ears.

It was then that Opera decided to speak. “Do you know that you are very chatty when you’re sick?”

“H-huh? What does that mean?” I stuttered, looking at them with wide eyes. They looked back at you, “You’re also very open and honest when you’re ill.”

What?! Just what are they talking about? What did I do? What did I say? I panicked internally, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

Just as I was about to ask what they really meant. They stopped walking, causing me to nearly bump into them. “Ah, it looks like we’re here.”

Aw… what a shame… I unconsciously pouted a little. “This is farewell then. I do hope you recover quickly and smoothly so that we can go back to training. Also,” They unexpectedly flicked my forehead, causing me to yelp as I placed a hand over the stinging area, “I’d appreciate it very much if you’d tell me that you were overly exhausted next time.”

I looked away in shame, the familiar heat of a blush creeping onto my cheeks. “I’m sorry, I’ll keep that in mind…”

“Alright, off you go. You can return the bag the next time we meet.” They ushered me forward, to the purple doors of my house.

I pursed my lips hesitatingly, before gathering up the courage to face them. “Th-thank for everything again, Opera-san.”

They shot me a small smile and nodded. That smile seemed to shoot straight into my heart, deepening my blush. With shaky fingers, I tried my hardest to open the backdoor. After a few tries I finally got it open and was about to step into my house when their voice halted me once more.

“One last thing,” I turned to look at them, head tilting curiously, “Your performance last night was astounding. Keep up the good work. Then, I shall see you soon.” They gave a final bow then turned to leave.

I silently closed the door behind me, then crumpled to the floor in a blushing mess. This is really bad… How am I going to suppress this illicit feelings that I harbored for them now. I sighed and whimpered, the blush never leaving my face.

Well, there’s only one way to go about this now.

I just have to wait. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

The lack of Opera x Reader fanfics drove me to this insane state. But for the authors who did headcanons or shortfics of them, many kisses for you, muah muah.

After this, I MIGHT write 2 more fics; a Balam x Reader one and a Poly! Balam x Reader x Opera one. Because let's be honest, who doesn't like Balam-sensei. Why not Kalego? Because he's mean. However, if you have an idea for me to write I just might ;)

This scenario is actually a shifting scenario but I thought it'd be cute to share it with fellow Opera lovers, so here you go.

Lastly, if you have any constructive criticism, don't be afraid to let me know what I can improve on and how I can improve my writing.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it :)

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#44 Cuddle-buds

Y/n: When Me and Legos are cuddling I’m too scared to move-If I move not even an inch he might get up and decide that cuddle time is over...

Y/n: Opera is the opposite- The more I move the tighter their hold becomes...It’s like they’re daring me to try to escape...

Y/n: Balam is like that too...but he doesnt know it-He almost suffocated me the other night-...but a worthy death to die by asphyxiation by his man boobs...

Murmur: … I need a cuddle buddy dammit-STOP FLAUNTING YOUR LOVE ENDEAVOURS DAMMIT!?

[meabh-mcinness]

Hows the misunderstanding prompt going? Any sneak peaks you're willing to give?~

I’m going to be honest I’m not the best at comedy so it’s kinda clunking along but I do have enough to give a sneak peak!

Misunderstandings

As powerful as Sullivan was, he was not in fact all-knowing, and he has, quite often, made mistakes. Mostly due to the fact he didn't always think things through, usually listening to the little whims his mind came up with. This had never been more apparent than now. 

He had just been so happy, so proud, of his little family that he had wanted to brag to the entire Netherworld (and the human world too, but that wasn't allowed) about them. About his incredible grandson who had saved Walter Park with his ingenious plan, and about his beautiful daughter who had kept everyone in line and safe throughout the crisis. If he conveniently forgot to include your three bodyguards to make you seem even more amazing, well, he was just an old man. Older demons forget things all the time.  

He had been OK with all the news reporters, they had simply wanted to record your story but never meant any real harm. Except to each other, that is, it wasn't too uncommon to see reporters brawl it out for who could cover a story. No, the real issue, was what happened slightly after the reporters grew bored with the Walter Park story. 

You had received a courtship letter. 

Traditionally, courtship offers were written to the head of the family, so that they could accept or decline on the behalf of the intended. Nowadays, it was really only the older generations that did it, with the younger ones preferring to ask the person themselves.

Which is the only reason you even knew the courtship offers existed at all. 

When he saw Opera lay the morning's mail down, and laid a letter in front of you, he hadn't thought much of it at the moment, even if there was a slight pit in his stomach for an unknown reason. Had simply assumed it was a response about another book order for the library or your own personal collection. Or perhaps you had finally sent off a letter asking about Rune magic from a master and this was the reply. (Sullivan had never regretted more that he hadn't invested studying further into Runes throughout his life, than when he couldn't help you with your questions.) 

He cared a lot more about the letter though when your eyebrows scrunched together cutely while reading it like they so often did when you were confused, before turning and asking him if a demonic courtship was the same as when humans dated for a potential life partner. Vaguely he heard Iruma choking on his tea when he inhaled it by accident, saw Opera's entire body tense up on their way back to the kitchen, dropping the plates they had held, while his own body seem to freeze in shock. 

Your eyes widened, bewildered at everyone's reaction, before immediately asking Iruma if he was OK, rubbing his back and handing him a napkin as he struggled to get his breathing back in order. Snapping out of his shock, Sullivan turned into his egg form, bounding out of his chair to bounce around behind them, asking if Iruma was OK and subtly reading the name at the bottom of the letter. 

If one Edward Cazal was suddenly scared of everything, even his own shadow, the next day, well that was simply a coincidence. 

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#48 Cookies

Y/n*creeping behind Opera to jumpscare them*Nyeheh...

Opera, loudly: I hope no one is about to attack me from behind because I'm thinking about making cookies and tea later~

Y/n pausing:...

Y/n*Hugs them from behind and gives them puppy eyes* ...what kind?

Opera*Smiles and pecks your cheek*Your favorite~

What are ya fav cookies?

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#49 Huh...

Mafia Au...With You being adopted along with your younger brother Iruma by Sullivan...More details in the future-

Opera: You ever see something that changes your life and you're just like "Huh..." Y/n*Brushing their messy hair softly to untangle it and smiles*I saw you~ Opera*Taken aback and rolls their eyes but their ears tips are as red as hair* ... Honestly, that's cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture of Kalego in a bird costume

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#48 Kiss then tell-

In the Teacher Lounge with Opera, Gossiping over tea about your babies students' love life

Y/n: I don’t like to kiss and tell but I heard-

Opera*Kissses you're on the lips* Alright, now you can tell me

Y/n*Blue screens and Blushes* Oh my god, Opera-

Opera: Is that not the rules of “kiss and tell”?

Y/n: Well not exactly, it just means-

Y/n:...

Y/n: Actually you have to do it a few more times before I can tell you the rest-

Opera*Was actually being a trickster but smiled at this*...I see~

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WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#16 Marriage

Opera: If someone kisses you on the cheek, what will you do?

Kid Iruma: Mawwy them

Opera: ...

Opera: That depends, really. But no, you're too young for that.

Kid Iruma: But Mommy/Daddy has already approved of it*pointing at Kid Azz,Ameri and Clara wearing a gowns*

Opera: Darling, you return those kids now.

Y/n*hugs the trio protectively* No.

Opera:...No more snacks for you Y/n

Y/n*Gasps in horror*....T-then no more head scratches if no more snacks!

Opera*Gasps in shock*

Kid Iruma*Looking between the two*...