A Righteous Demon Girl and the Angel She’ll Never Meet-Chapter 50 : Chapter 50

Chapter 50 : Please, please don't let anything happen to you!
"Ugh... Poor little Aimiya, so harsh on herself, even breaking her own hand."
On the factory rooftop not far from Aimiya, Gabriel, dressed in a cute dress, was leisurely savoring a burger larger than her palm.
While eating, she didn’t forget to comment on Aimiya’s desperation.
"Is that your apprentice? Aren’t you going to save her? Given her physical condition, she should be nearing her limit."
Lucifer, clad in black, suddenly flashed behind Gabriel, his gaze toward the distant Corpse Bearers filled with disdain and disgust.
"Oh, it’s fine~ Little Aimiya is very strong~ Besides... she’s probably my niece’s friend, right? At times like this, shouldn’t my niece swoop in and save the day to make it look cool? Ugh! Fufu, look at this! Super tasty~ Want some?"
Gabriel took a big "ah-woo" bite, chomping down half the patty, and chewed elegantly twice.
Her face instantly radiated happiness.
Excitedly, she held up the half-eaten burger to Lucifer, gesturing for him to take a bite.
"No need, you eat it."
Lucifer shook his head indulgently, and Gabriel, hearing this, didn’t hold back.
In a few bites, she finished off the remaining burger.
"Ugh~ Wow—Little Aimiya didn’t lie to me! Human food is so yummy~"
"But if I recall correctly, the delicacies in Heaven should be far more abundant than in the human world, no? Besides, the ingredients for a burger are quite ordinary. There’s no reason Heaven’s cuisine would be inferior to this."
"But even the tastiest food gets boring after eating it for hundreds or thousands of years, okay? Human ingredients may be ordinary, but they win with variety! Look, just this afternoon, I ate several kinds of snacks made from potatoes alone!"
Gabriel stood up from the eaves, brushing the dust off her skirt.
At that moment, she didn’t look the least bit like a Seraph—more like a cute little girl clinging to the big brother next door.
"Still, the Advent Faction is really bold, huh? Not only daring to target my apprentice, but even scheming against my niece! Good thing neither Typhon nor Big Sis know about this yet, or else... hehe, there’d be quite a show"
"Typhon might not know, but as for Mikaili... don’t jump to conclusions. After all, she... often gazes down at the human world."
"But even if Big Sis knew, she probably wouldn’t do anything, right? Last time, she told me she wanted to let... let what was it? Oh, right! Let the short line catch small fish!"
"That’s called letting the long line catch big fish... Anyway, since we don’t need to intervene, I’ll head back to Hell. By the way, Little Glass, you should return to Heaven soon too. You’ve been playing in the human world all day without ing to Big Sis in advance."
"Got it, Fufu~ Even if Big Sis finds out, she won’t do anything to me~ She adores me~ Thanks for keeping me company all day, Fufu. That must’ve taken up a lot of your time, huh? Typhon never bothers with managing things, so you probably handle most of Hell’s affairs, right? After a whole day, who knows how much work has piled up! Hehe, go work overtime~ Bye-bye"
Gabriel giggled and waved goodbye to Lucifer, teasing him about work before leaving.
But to her surprise, Lucifer didn’t show any embarrassment at her words. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face, as if... holding back laughter?
"What’s up, Fufu?"
"Pfft... Nothing, just suddenly remembered... when I left Hell... I dumped all the day’s paperwork and tasks... onto Mephistopheles’ desk..."
"Uh... Mephistopheles? That red-skinned Hell lord? Ugh... Fufu, you’ve changed. You’ve gone dark... Next time we meet, I’ll have to be wary of you. Big Sis said we must guard against sly bad guys, or it’s easy to get our lollipops stolen."
"...Too many things to nitpick, I don’t even know where to start. Big Sis is the last person qualified to say that, isn’t she? And what’s with getting lollipops stolen?"
Lucifer’s mouth twitched slightly, but seeing Gabriel’s innocent, adorable face, he smiled faintly, stepped forward, and patted her head.
"See you, Little Glass. Who knows when we’ll meet again."
"Mm-hm! Bye, Fufu"
The next moment, with two flashes of light, the two vanished completely from this world, though their destinations were polar opposites—one to the High Heavens above, the other to the scorching Hell below.
Meanwhile, in Hell, in a mansion made of obsidian, Mephistopheles sat at his desk, hands clasped, silently staring at the mountain of documents before him.
After a long while, the myriad emotions in his heart finally condensed into a single, curt sentence:
"Lucifer, I (*Hellish profanity*)!"
...
Iphilia hurriedly dashed home, her cute little face full of anxiety.
『Stupid angel, don’t let anything happen to you!』
Just moments ago, on the path she always took home, she had found faint traces of magic—seemingly the remnants of a secret magic array that had already been used.
Since the residual magic was sparse, even Iphilia couldn’t discern the array’s purpose.
Most crucially, beside the magic array lay a single, pristine white feather, faintly glowing...
This confirmed the unease in Iphilia’s heart—perhaps Aimiya had really run into trouble...
"It’s almost nine at night... With that angel’s routine, there’s no way she’d still be out wandering this late. If I hurry home and check if she’s there, I can confirm whether she’s in danger..."
Iphilia’s lips pressed together tightly.
Even she wasn’t sure why she suddenly cared so much about that angel’s safety.
Clearly... clearly all her troubles were caused by her.
Clearly, just this morning, she was teased and bullied by her... So why, why was she so inexplicably worried about her!?
Rushing into the neighborhood, Iphilia didn’t pause to catch her breath and hurriedly climbed to the floor of their rented apartment.
Then, trembling slightly, she pulled the key from her skirt pocket, her shaking hands struggling to align it with the lock.
Her hands wouldn’t stop shaking...
Iphilia tried several times but failed to insert the key. Finally, on her fifth attempt, she succeeded.
Twist, unlock.
Iphilia opened the apartment door with trembling hands, and what greeted her was a pitch-black, deathly silent room.
Moonlight spilled from behind Iphilia, casting her shadow into the room, lonely and forlorn.