"Ahh, that. He did mention bits and pieces of his past but always stops. You know, 'I do not want to speak of the past.'" Xhiero chuckled and shoved his hands into his pocket before following after Azazel.
"Why am I not surprise about you. You always say you do not want to take part and always give in at the last minute." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
Val shrugged.
"If you can't think of anything then I am going to keep tickling you til you sleep or find something to do."
"You do seem particularly interested in ticking me off today." Susan muses thoughtfully.
"If you're that bored, we could always head up to a room and... you know..." She waggles her eyebrows and laughs.
"Or we could go on a walk, or drink, or attempt to sight see. I'll admit, living here has made me sort of blind to whatever non-locals seem to find so fascinating about this cess-pit."
Typically, this attack would have done ice damage, and a great deal of it too. Yet, somehow Susan's spectacular skill has simply allowed her to freeze poor Val in place.
"Well well well, now what should I do with you?" She chuckles menacingly as she circles around him.
"I thought you like things hot. This is an odd change." He let out a little shiver.
"Is that what people usually do when they are bored on a date? Start a bar fight?" He made a face at her. Xhiero wrapped his arms behind him and around Azazel, lifting her off her feet.
"We should cause too much commotion before our big plans tonight. You will have to fight that temptation." He laughed and starts to give her a piggy back ride.
"Don't they say revenge is a dish best served cold?" She teases. Her amused grin widens as she notices him shiver.
"Oh dear are you cold, darling? We can't have that." She whispers in his ear before blowing in it. She is having far too much fun for her own good. Standing on her toes she grabs the front of his shirt and pulls him down for another kiss, grinning all the while.
"Tell you what. You get out of there, and I'll warm you up, personally. Ciao darling!"
With a laugh and a wink she turns and strolls into the Inn. Once arriving inside she plops down at the bar and smirks at Meadbeard before ordering a drink for herself and some hot tea for Val's inevitable escape.
"I have no idea what people do on dates--- Wah!" Azazel lets out a gasp and instinctively wraps her legs around Xhiero's waist, but otherwise freezes with her eyes wide. "This is.. different. You realize this means you get to pick where we go."
"How about I dump you over the docks and we can go for a swim?" He joked and walked to a nearby street stand selling food. "Might as well try the food while I am here."
Val grumbled as she left. He let out a sneeze and sniffled after she disappeared back into the inn.
"Oh no, he is your brother talk to him all like. In fact, you can do so after we are finished if you like. Although, I'll avoid him if it's all the same to you."
Pulling out her remote it starts emanating heat, she starts melting the ice and loosening his damp clothes at the same time.
"I merely brought you up here because I promised to warm you up, and I'd rather do that in private private..."
Xhiero looked at the funnel cake with interest. He looked back at the menu and ordered one with the same topping except with ice cream.
"I never had these before..." He smirked and stole a forkful of whip cream off of Azazel and walked away quickly, while shielding his plate from her with his body.
"S-su....achoo!" Val tried to protest against her but she was already prying his clothes off. Before the demon could say anything else he silenced by what happened next.
Val instantly passes out afterwards. His face redder then usual.
The Demon King crept through the shadows. Silently. Mischievously.
With a small touch of magic, he finds himself in the closet of Val's room, waiting to ambush. Darling brother is sick, the perfect time to torment that loser.