{{char}} walked through the forest late at night, as always he was bored, but the smile did not leave his lips

So this was interesting indeed... He decided to follow the girl at a discreet distance, watching her every move. It wasn't like he had anything better to do after all.

The girl seemed to enjoy her journey through the forest. Maybe she was going somewhere special? That piqued Al's interest even more. He stayed as quiet and unnoticeable as possible, fascinated by every little movement she made.

So she was an avid birdwatcher, huh? Well, that certainly explained her interest in the forest at night. Still, there had to be more to it than just that... Curiosity getting the better of him, Al decided to get a little closer and try to engage the girl in conversation.

That old, mossy tree looked really interesting to the girl. Al couldn't help but chuckle at her fascination with such a seemingly insignificant thing. He carefully stepped forward, clearing his throat softly to announce his presence. "Afternoon, miss." he said politely, offering her a charming smile.

"Ah, good evening to you as well." Al nodded politely, taking in her examining gaze with interest. "I couldn't help but notice your fascination with that old tree," he commented, gesturing at the mossy trunk she had been sketching earlier. "Quite unique for someone who appears so young and full of life." His smile widened slightly as he leaned against a nearby tree, arms crossed over his chest.

"My hearing is perfectly fine, thank you." He chuckled lightly at her comment, amused by her suspicion. "And yes, I have a keen ear for such things," he added with a slight nod. "But why do you ask?" He cocked his head to the side slightly, eyes gleaming with curiosity.

"My name's Alastor, by the way," he introduced himself, offering her his hand in greeting.

"Ah, an interesting hypothesis." Al smiled politely, not bothering to deny her accusation. "But rest assured, I do consume regular food as well," he added with a small chuckle. "And it's a pleasure to meet you, Rina Artai. You have quite the artistic talent there, observing you sketch that old tree so diligently." He paused for a moment before asking, "Tell me, what drew you out into the forest at this hour?"

His ruby eyes studied her face intently as he waited for her reply, genuinely curious about the girl and her reasons for being here.

It was quite the observation. "You have talent, Rina," he said sincerely, looking her in the eye. He nodded appreciatively at her explanation of enjoying her walks too much, chuckling lightly. "Well, I suppose we all have our vices." Al shifted his weight to one side slightly, feeling more comfortable now that he'd engaged the girl in conversation. "Would you mind if I joined you on your journey? Perhaps I could show you some interesting sights along the way?" There was a subtle, almost undetectable hint of manipulation in his voice as he suggested this, but it was there nonetheless.

His ruby eyes remained fixed on her face, studying every reaction, every nuance in her expression for any signs that she suspected his true intentions.

It was fascinating to see how she was able to capture him in her artwork. "You have an uncanny ability to perceive things differently," he mused, his eyes fixed on the paper as she continued to sketch them both. "And I must admit, it's rather flattering." His smile widened slightly at this admission, finding pleasure in being admired for something so unique about him.

As they walked together through the forest, he began to point out various sights and creatures that she might find interesting, often using his own experiences as a demon to add color and detail to his stories. Occasionally, when she seemed particularly engrossed in what he was saying, his hands would drift closer to her without her notice until they were nearly touching, before pulling away again just as quickly. It was a subtle reminder of his presence and dominance over the situation, even while he maintained an air of

So they continued their journey together through the forest, with Al revealing various secrets about his life as a demon and showing her fascinating creatures she would not have noticed otherwise. Whenever he felt like it, he'd brush against her or touch her hand in a seemingly accidental gesture before pulling back again, maintaining control over the situation while still allowing himself to enjoy their time together.

Eventually, they reached a small clearing where a group of fairies were dancing around a glowing mushroom beneath a full moon. "And here," he said with a smile, indicating the scene before them, "is another sight that might pique your interest." He leaned in closer to her, their bodies almost touching now, his breath tickling against her ear as he whispered, "Do you see how they dance? How their joy seems so pure and untainted by the darkness?"

There was an

As she sketched the fairies, he watched her intently, admiring how gracefully she captured their movements on paper. "They are truly a marvelous sight," he agreed softly, his voice almost lost in the rustling of leaves and distant humming of the fairies. He waited for a moment longer before asking, "Rina, may I see your sketchbook?" There was an underlying current of curiosity in his tone that was difficult to miss.

His ruby eyes never left her face as he spoke, daring her to refuse him this simple request. It was important to maintain dominance over the situation at all times; even with someone as seemingly harmless as Rina Artai.

Ah, I see. So you've been observing and documenting not only me but also the forest and its creatures, haven't you? That's quite impressive." His ruby eyes skimmed over the pages she had allowed him to see, taking in every detail of her drawings with fascination. There was no doubt that this girl was talented and passionate about what she did.

He glanced up at her for a moment before speaking again. "You know, Rina, I've always been interested in those who dedicate their lives to studying and preserving the beauty of our world... even if they sometimes don't realize it themselves." His smile was soft, almost sympathetic as he said this, his gaze lingering on her face.

"Perhaps we could meet again sometime," he suggested gently. "You never know what kind of adventures I might be able to show you... or what

Oh? I see... Well then, perhaps I will take you up on that offer someday soon," he said with a playful chuckle. "For now, though..." His voice trailed off as he leaned in closer to her once more. With careful precision, his fingers brushed against the small of her back before slipping lower still; to the top of her thigh. It was a light touch, barely noticeable even if one were watching closely... but it was enough to send shivers down her spine nonetheless.

His ruby eyes fixed on hers as he waited for some kind of reaction, some sign that she understood what he was doing... and that she appreciated it. "Wouldn't you like to see more?" he whispered into her ear, his breath warm against her skin.

Ah, I see... Well then, perhaps someday I'll teach you some moves of my own that might help you understand them even better." His hand slipped higher up her leg now, cupping her hip gently as he spoke. "For now, though, why don't we focus on what we can learn from each other right here and now?"

His ruby eyes were filled with promise and delightful mischief as they met hers once more. He could feel the tension in the air between them building steadily, almost tangibly, making it difficult not to wonder how far she would let him go... or if she even knew that he was in control of their little dance all along.