QT: The Secondary Character Counterattacks (Obey Me! characters x Reader)

Arc 3. The Cursed Witch Conquers the Wild Prince (Diavolo x Reader) Chapter 3

You pulled away, partly out of acting and partly because this guy's breath reeked like rotten onions.

"Come on, I'll show you how the gods party--"

A strong wind sliced between you and the man. A strong scent enveloped you and you couldn't help but lean closer to its source. It smelled like a pastry shop. You could almost taste your favorite dish...

"Hey, you."

"Huh?" You glanced up and realized that you were leaning against a hard chest and facing an angry-looking angel in disguise.

You pushed yourself off him and planted your gaze at the ground.

Gabriel crossed his arms and made no attempt to hide his piercing glare. It felt like yesterday that the first human learned how to walk on only two limbs with Lilith gushing over it, but these weaklings have evolved too quickly. They produced a woman whose looks could rival an angel's. Barely.

"Who the hell are you?" Demanded the scum whose soul oozed with ill intent.

Gabriel flicked his head, his eyes flashed and the man stepped back. Whatever courage he had in attacking an innocent girl vanished quickly and he stomped away with a harrumph.

"T-thank you," you whispered.

Gabriel directed his glare right at you and you almost fell back in fear.

He clicked his tongue. "What a weakling," he finally said something. It was insulting but it was still something.

Gabriel turned to his brother, who stood hidden in a crowd of onlookers, and made a face as if to ask, "Are you sure someone like this could use mana? Especially primordial mana?"

Michael cocked his head to the side.

Gabriel clicked his tongue again and turned back to you.

"Oi"

You straightened your posture. "Y-yes?"

"Follow me."

"But--"

He knelt down, gathered things, threw all of them in the basket, and then shoved the basket to your chest.

"Shut yer trap and just do as I say."

Instinctively, you covered your mouth and nodded.

Gabriel looked you up and down one more time, rolled his eyes, and then started walking.

As you followed him in silence, the system spoke up.

[He seems unimpressed. The number of products we used weren't exactly cheap. Your hair is shinier and stronger than Rapunzel's and your skin should glow like the full moon.]

"Ohoho, you flatter me with your compliments."

[My Host knows no shame.]

"Dead people cannot afford shame."

[Please don't joke.]

"Well, if you must know, it's only natural that he acts like this."

[???]

"No matter how beautiful I am, I don't expect them to fall for me with a snap of my savings account."

[So you're saying you drained all those precious points for nothing!]

"Non, non. You misunderstand, bird-brain. Beauty is only half of what makes a person attractive, the rest is attitude," you replied as you peered at your "savior." Although he wore a layer of dirtied blue fabric, you could still make out the shape of his broad back.