A prince from a certain American comic book

The black-eyed demon's anger flared, his eyes turning bloodshot.

Ike raised an eyebrow and exclaimed, "Not bad, you still have a sense of shame."

The black-eyed demon's eyes turned even redder, and its corrosive, sharp teeth ground together with a grinding sound.

He is a demon, not a servant, you damned mortal.

The Black-Eyed Demon glared at Ike, who treated him like a servant. If it were possible, the Black-Eyed Demon would have loved to devour his flesh and drink his blood...

but.

It's just a possibility after all.

The Black-Eyed Demon stared intently at Ike, as if trying to imprint Ike's handsome features into his very bones. He vowed that if he could escape, he would be this guy's nightmare for all eternity.

immediately.

The black-eyed demon turned into black mist without looking back.

Ike looked at the empty room again and shook his head slightly.

Before he went to sleep, his sister Elsa would sing him a lullaby, which Ike used to find a little embarrassing.

But over time, and sure enough, when he didn't hear his sister Elsa's lullaby today, Ike felt like something was missing.

Ike was taken aback.

next second.

Snapped!

Startled awake by the sound of a slap, Jerry the mouse, who had just changed into his pajamas, jumped right out of bed and squeaked as he looked at Ike, who had suddenly slapped himself.

Ike touched the cheek he had slapped hard.

Shit.

He is a king who walks the path of dominance, not some submissive king hiding behind his sister.

It's all Elsa's fault.

Ike thought to himself.

This must all be Elsa's scheme to get him used to her, accept her, and subtly accept her rule.

The thought of this possibility...

Ike gritted his teeth in hatred.

Having such a doting older sister who is hopelessly obsessed with her younger brother, Ike doesn't know what to think.

quite a while.

Ike buried his head in the pillow and said to the bewildered Jerry, "Go to sleep."

Jerry rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked around the small room with a slightly dazed expression, then stretched out his little paws toward the fourth wall and went back to sleep.

Just then.

With a soft splatter.

A note slipped down through a crack in the door panel of the upper bunk.

Find me

Ike glanced at it and then tossed the note aside.

A boring trick.

After one last test, the black-eyed demon finally learned the true meaning of letting go for the first time.

But the Black-Eyed Demon, returning to its sealed land, let out a series of unequivocal shouts of resentment…

the next day.

The weather is sunny and perfect for going out.

After breakfast, Ike followed the girls out of the house.

However, Ike didn't run around with the girls; instead, he sat down under the big tree and gazed into the distance.

Janice, leaning on her cane, slowly walked over.

Ike glanced at her; Janice was wearing a slightly worn purple dress today. Judging by her appearance alone, Janice would definitely grow up to be a blonde beauty.

But it's a pity.

Janice's left leg was being held back by the straps binding her.

quite a while.

Janice sat down with difficulty next to Ike and whispered, "Thank you."

Ike didn't say anything.

A blush crept across Janice's face as she looked at Ike, who had stopped speaking, and struggled to get up from the grass.

Ike did not help Janice get up.

First, it's not necessary.

Secondly, it's still not necessary.

However, just as Janice was about to leave with her cane, Ike opened his eyes and said calmly, "Don't open the room on the second floor that Mr. Mullins locked up."

Janice turned to look at Ike, who had spoken.

However, by the time Janice finished turning around, Ike had already reverted to his previous aura, which kept all living beings at bay.

A hint of confusion flashed through Janice's mind.

...I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 010: Ike and Janice

Ekko's warning wasn't for any other reason. (Ice@Fire#Chinese www.Bhzw.cC)

Among these girls, if we were to say who was the most vulnerable to being conquered by the devil, Janice would be number one.

Although Janice appears strong on the surface, she is actually quite sensitive and even a little bit insecure due to her polio.

Such a person is practically the devil's favorite target.

Therefore, Ike felt it was necessary to give a reminder.

Janice pursed her lips and looked at Ike, who had sat down again under the big tree and was gazing into the distance. A little bit of curiosity suddenly rose in her heart.

Without him.

Never underestimate a girl's curiosity.

After half an hour.

Janice, who had moved back to the large room in the attic, sat on the edge of the bed, laboriously massaging her somewhat stiff leg muscles.

Linda walked in, looking somewhat excited.

Sister Charlotte had just agreed that they could go a little further away, and as Janice's best friend, Linda decided to call her best friend along.

However, Janice massaged her leg muscles, looked up, and said, "It might take a while."

Linda's smile vanished, and then, as if offering some consolation, she announced her choice: "Then I'll stay too."

"Because you feel sorry for me?" Janice looked up and asked, then realized her tone was a bit too harsh and softened as she said to Linda, "You promised me you wouldn't look at me differently."

Linda hesitated for a moment.

On one hand, they are good friends.

On the one hand, it allows you to go out and explore.

In the end, the little girl's curiosity prevailed, and Linda happily said to Janice, "Goodbye then, I'll wait for you outside."

Janice nodded.

Not long after.

Janice struggled to her feet and moved to the attic window.

Just then, Linda, who was determined to jump and hurt herself, ran out of the room and walked away with the other five girls.

A fleeting hint of melancholy crossed Janice's face.

After all, it's a girl's natural skill to say one thing but mean another. Otherwise, why would there be the phrase "saying one thing but meaning another"?

Just then.

A figure appeared by the attic door, but Janice, who was secretly grieving, didn't notice it at all.

The little girl's figure moved by the door.

next second.

"Oh!"

Just as the Black-Eyed Demon, sensing an opening, took a step to seduce Janice, the attic door was pushed open from the outside. The door passed right through the Black-Eyed Demon, blowing away his illusory form.

Janice turned to look at Ike, who had appeared in the doorway.

Ike glanced at the black smoke dissipating in his sight, then said casually to Janice, "Getting some sun is good for you."

Janice blinked.

Ike said, "Do you need me to carry you down?"

Janice: "..."

One minute later.

Janice, who was being carried on Hector's back, buried her head deep in her hands. She had actually wanted to shake her head, but for some reason, her head moved up and down slightly as if possessed.

When Janice came to her senses again, she was already being carried on Ike's back.

Not long after.

It's still under that big tree.

On the branches of the big tree sat Talking Tom, who looked angry as if he had his arms crossed, and Jerry the mouse, who was standing on Talking Tom's head.