Why Shouldn’t a Detestable Demon Lord Fall in Love?! 4

“I’m really happy I got to see your beautiful face.”

“I’m really happy too,” Anima added.

“You’re making me blush, m’kay?” she told them as her cheeks got increasingly more flushed.

“Ah, Bram! Now that you’re out of your little fortress, look outside! It’s snowing!”

“Iss pitty! White!”

“Whoa! Look how much is piled up over there! It’s gonna look amazing tomorrow!”

“Cool. I’ll be spending the day next to the fireplace, m’kay?”

“Are you out of your mind?! That’d be a total waste! We barely ever get this much snow!”

“That’s the best news I’ve heard all day. Now tell it to take this cold weather and get lost, m’kay?”

Myuke sighed at Bram’s insistence on staying cooped up in the blanket.

“You really hate cold, huh? Guess you won’t be playing with us in the snow.”

“Playing in the snow… Brrr, just thinking about it’s making me shiver, m’kay?”

“It won’t be cold, trust me. You’ll warm up in no time from all the running!”

“You’re really pumped up about this, m’kay? Is playing in the snow that much fun?”

“Oh man, you have no idea! The snowball fights are awesome, but the best part is definitely building snowmen! We’ll see who can build the cutest one!”

“We see! I make cute snowman! Brum, you make snowman too!”

“Yeah, play with us! You seriously don’t know what you’re missing! Skipping out on this is like skipping out on going to the river on a hot summer day!”

“That would be a waste, m’kay?”

Marie’s invitation and Myuke’s pestering were finally starting to take hold of Bram.

“I’m happy you girls are looking forward to tomorrow, but shouldn’t we get to bed soon?” Anima asked. Bram ran the biggest risk of catching a cold, but he was worried for the others’ health as well. They would probably be fine as long as they took a warm milk break every so often, though, so he didn’t think too much of it.

“Good idea. The snow might melt by the time you wake up if you don’t go to bed early.”

Myuke and Marie panicked. They whipped around and scurried to bed, cuddling up with Bram. With Anima and Luina lying next to them, the bed was cramped, and the blanket was a bit small for the family of five—it didn’t cover Anima’s back.

“Aren’t you cold, Anima? You could snuggle closer.”

“I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”

He wanted to fall asleep cuddling with his wife, but he feared that putting extra pressure on her stomach would hurt their baby.

“It’ll be okay. My stomach getting cold would be a much bigger issue.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want to feel your warmth.”

Bewitched by Luina’s enchanting whispers, Anima wrapped his arms around his wife from behind. Enveloped by the warmth of one another, the Scarlett family slowly but surely drifted to sleep.