[RedRose4]

“That’s true.” Kaden grumbled, although looking after Deiru already kind of felt like babysitting. Listening yet again to Deiru while he put his pants on, he looked over at the young demon when he spoke of knives like that, still a little surprised he didn’t use the knife in his hand when he had the perfect moment to stab him. He guessed sex kind of overpowered the need to kill at that moment.

Before closing his drawer, Kaden then noticed something. Starring for a few seconds, he then walked to where Deiru was and glared yet again. “Why the hell is a pair of pants and a shirt missing from my dresser?” He asked before looking around the living room with a deep sigh. “If I don’t do it, I know you won’t. So I’m hoping to use a spell to clean this because the blood will most likely stain the wood paneling the floor." Kaden grumbled as he went to the washing machine, going through the damp clothing and throwing it over at Deiru. “Here. And here’s your jacket.” Kaden grabbed the demons jacket and walked over to pass it to him. “Now you can go, I’ll stay here and clean.” he said with a irritated voice since he had no idea why ‘he’ had to clean up after Deiru.