Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The warmth of her fingertips disappeared as quickly as it came. Mio squatted beside Rebecca, catching the faint scent of her perfume. It reminded him of gardenias.

Rebecca pointed to a spot nearby. "Do you see it? That dark little shadow over there- that's Coco."

"Coco?"

"Yeah, my pet hamster. His name is Coco. I accidentally let him escape from the cage earlier. Coco is so disobedient," Rebecca pouted, her lips forming a soft curve.

Mio studied the woman in front of him-her youthful, radiant face. Despite being 27 years old, she seemed more like a 20-year-old girl, still brimming with innocence.

"Is that so? Then let me help you catch Coco. How about that?" Mio's voice softened instinctively, though even he couldn't tell if it was out of habit or simply a reaction to Rebecca's presence.

"Really? But Coco is a bit of a troublemaker."

"That's okay," he replied, rolling up his sleeves as he knelt to search under the vines.

Startled, the little hamster darted off immediately. Rebecca called out near his ear, "He ran over there!"

"Don't worry. I'll catch him," Mio said as he swiftly chased after the hamster.

It didn't take long for him to understand what Rebecca meant by calling Coco mischievous. This wasn't just a little trouble-this hamster was a whirlwind of chaos.

The two of them weaved back and forth through the garden. Mio had intended to show off a little in front of Rebecca, hoping to win her favor by catching the hamster.

But Coco refused to cooperate. The hamster darted from one side to the other. Every time Mio leaped forward, confident that he could grab Coco, the little creature slipped away at the last second.

Mio grew increasingly frustrated. How could something so small be so exasperating? He was determined-he wouldn't let this hamster defeat him.

After what felt like ages, Mio finally managed to catch the tiny troublemaker. Panting heavily, he looked utterly exhausted.

in his attire. Yet here he was, covered in dirt from head to toe. His once-pristine shirt was now stained, his hair disheveled, and

above his head, he announced triumphantly,

him and took Coco from

Rebecca smiled at him with that pure,

running away, okay?" Rebecca

she looked like an

as mere playthings. But seeing

Rebecca exclaimed, noticing the scratches on the back of Mio's hand,

Mio said dismissively. He wasn't one

with me, and I'll treat it," Rebecca insisted. She held the hamster in one hand and grabbed Mio's wrist

was a private space-her room. Mio stopped

wait here," he

Come in," Rebecca

was a burst of pink. Pink walls, a pink princess-style bed, and shelves covered with stuffed animals. It was like

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room, Mio finally understood. He couldn't have imagined that someone

Coco back

here somewhere..."

of her drawers, it was clear that

organized person.

were anyone else, Mio might have found it messy. But with her, he found the

can't find it, it's fine. I don't mind," Mio said casually. "This kind of scratch will heal in

replied, continuing her

the carpet without a second thought. "Give

inexperience showed. Her hands were heavy, and she applied too much pressure. "Ow..." Mio couldn't help but gasp as the

sorry! Was that too hard? I've never done this before," Rebecca said, scratching

It doesn't hurt. Keep going,"

said, carefully disinfecting the wound before covering it with a cartoon- themed bandage. She gave him a stern look, like a doctor giving orders. "No water on it for