MidReal Story

My Devilishly Hot Roommate

Piou Piou

Scenario:Legends tell of a devil named Vellyne, a powerful and cold-hearted female who nearly destroyed the world because of her anger. When a friend told me about her, I feel interested and try it at home. To my shock, it worked. The moment the smoke cleared, Vellyne stood before me. That was four months ago. I’ve grown used to her chatter and boundless energy. What people said was wrong, she was just a passionate and cheerful woman. But lately, something feels off. She always avoids me with a red face and is out of breath. Tonight, I came home late, only to find her waiting in my room. “Sir… I… My body feels so hot,” she said, pressing against me.

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Legends tell of a devil named Vellyne, a powerful and cold-hearted female who nearly destroyed the world because of her anger. When a friend told me about her, I feel interested and try it at home. To my shock, it worked. The moment the smoke cleared, Vellyne stood before me. That was four months ago. I’ve grown used to her chatter and boundless energy. What people said was wrong, she was just a passionate and cheerful woman. But lately, something feels off. She always avoids me with a red face and is out of breath. Tonight, I came home late, only to find her waiting in my room. “Sir… I… My body feels so hot,” she said, pressing against me.

Ethan Windsor

summoner of Vellyne, friends with Vellyne, average build with curious eyes, adventurous and skeptical.

Paulina Holland

mutual friend of Ethan and Vellyne's confidante, petite with sharp features and witty eyes, intelligent and cautious.

Vellyne

summoned devil with a cheerful personality, friends with Ethan, tall with striking red hair and a mischievous grin, passionate and playful.

It all started with a simple sentence.

‘Say her name three times and she will be summoned.’

The story of Vellyne was passed down to me by a mutual friend, Paulina Holland.

Paulina was the first to summon the devil and make a pact with her.

I thought it was all bullshit, but I was proven wrong when I did what Paulina told me about summoning Vellyne.

Vellyne is not an ordinary devil.

She is different—cheerful, playful, passionate, and sweet.

The day I summoned Vellyne was the day my life changed.

I was hanging out in the living room when Paulina told me the legend of Vellyne.

'She is a devil. Her cheerfulness is striking and captivating.'

'Is she a demon or what?'

'A devil.'

'So, how do I summon her?'

Paulina looked at me skeptically.

'Say her name three times.'

'Vellyne, Vellyne, Vellyne,' I said out loud.

Nothing happened.

Paulina looked at me with her witty eyes under her sharp brows.

'See?

Nothing will happen.'

'Wait a minute,' I told her.

'You told me that saying her name three times would summon her.'

'It won't work.'

Suddenly, smoke appeared before us.

I stepped closer to the thickening smoke.

My heart pounded against my ribs.

The gray wisps curled and twisted, forming shapes that looked like dancing figures.

Paulina grabbed my sleeve, trying to pull me back, but I shook her off.

The smoke felt warm against my skin, not hot or threatening, just pleasantly warm like summer sunshine.

It smelled sweet, like burnt sugar and cinnamon.

The smoke started to concentrate, becoming denser in the center of my living room.

Through the haze, I saw something solid taking form—a hand, reaching out toward me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Paulina whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

"I have to know if the stories are true," I replied, my eyes locked on the emerging figure.

The hand extended further, and a voice, melodic and teasing, echoed through the room, "Curiosity is a dangerous thing, darling."

The smoke condensed, and a tall figure emerged.

I blinked as the haze dissipated, revealing a striking woman with fiery red hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of flames.

Her eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity, piercing green like the first leaves of spring.

She stumbled forward, her slender fingers brushing against my chest as she caught her balance.

As she steadied herself, I couldn't help but notice that her skin seemed to radiate an unnatural heat.

Instinctively, I reached out, placing my hands on her shoulders to steady her further.

The warmth seeped into my palms, like a gentle caress.

It was as if electricity was flowing through my body, making my senses tingle.

She lifted her head, and for a moment, our eyes locked in a shared surprise.

Instead of the mischievous grin I expected from the stories, there was something more vulnerable and uncertain etched on her face.

"I didn't expect you to actually summon me," she whispered, her breath tickling my neck.

My grip tightened slightly as she swayed against me.

Her pupils dilated, and I could see the burnt sugar scent affecting her too.