The Incubus System

The Incubus System Chapter 483. A Brat and A Narcissistic Father II

"Did you have any dream before?" asked Lord Damon curiously.

"I have. But it's not about a specific profession." I paused for a moment since I didn't know how I could convey it. But in the end, I decided to say what I thought.

"I want to make my family happy and make my father proud of me."

When I was a child, I once dreamed of becoming an officer. But as I got older I realized my health was not suitable for it. I was so weak and no matter how much I tried, my body portion did not change.

I knew I would not be accepted into the police academy so I decided to make my dream more realistic and I felt Diamond College was my answer. That was why I was so stubborn to take a scholarship there.

I turned my gaze to the can in my hands. My thumb moved on the label.

"Since my human dad is dead. My only dream is to make my sister happy. So... Becoming a demon prince or even the king of the underworld is no longer a problem for me," I confessed. I ended it by chugging the rest of my cola.

My confession made me curious... If my late father was still alive, would he be proud to see my current state? An incubus who would become the king of demons. Or would he hate me?

A tap that landed on my shoulder made me turn to him.

"I'm also your father, you know? Don't you want to make me proud?" He reminded me. I could catch a trace of envy in his tone.

I frowned in confusion.

"Didn't I already do it? You said 'Good Job' to me this morning, remember?"

"That doesn't count. I always say that if I'm satisfied with my subordinates' work," he reasoned.

'Does that mean he sees me as his subordinate?' I thought.

"Then don't ask me to do the impossible. You are the most narcissistic demon I've ever known. Making you proud is impossible," I scoffed. Even though it sounded like an insult, I was serious. Besides, I remembered he also said the same thing at last night's dinner, that getting a compliment from him was impossible.

"But I appreciate someone's effort," he retorted in a nonchalant tone.

I cringed since he didn't even deny that he was a narcissistic demon.

"Just work harder until I admit you're more than me," he added casually.

"How?" I asked with a cynical tone.

He shrugged. "I don't know."

"Has anyone got it before?" I asked curiously. Well, I bet no.

"Not yet."

I nodded repeatedly. "Wish me luck then," I said sarcastically.

"Sure."

After that, our attention was on the TV again. We watched a boring documentary about a swamp. There weren't many demons there except for some Leech Demons and Toad Demons.

10 minutes passed, slowly I could feel my eyes getting heavy so I decided to go back to my room.

But just when I was about to pick up the remote, Lord Damon's head fell on my shoulder. I turned to him and raised my voice to say that I was going to sleep.

"Dad---" But my words stopped when I realized he was asleep. As usual, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. His trademark cool position.

I stared at his face which resembled mine for a while.

"Father and Son..." I muttered under my breath.

A gentle smile appeared on my lips when I remembered that under his prideful expression, he had taken good care of me and this world. He endured everything, hid his true self inside his arrogance, and never showed his weakness. But sometimes I wanted him to show me his honesty. I wondered how he would treat me if he acted as himself.

"Thank you, dad. For everything you've done for me..." I whispered.

Well, despite I couldn't that sometimes I acted like a brat, I was so grateful that I had a new family. A new father even though he was very different from my human father.

I returned my gaze to the front and decided to watch the TV a little longer. But unfortunately, my eyes were getting heavy...

A sudden motion from my side woke me up. Reflexively, I snapped my eyes. My muscles spontaneously maintained my balance, keeping my body from falling. The TV that was still on immediately entered my view, signifying that I was still in the living room.

Turning to the side, my sight could catch Lord Damon's annoying face.

"Morning, sleepyhead," he greeted me in his arrogant tone.

I replied with a wry smile.

"Couldn't you have woken me up with better treatment?" I complained.

"No," he said. His annoying smile didn't change.

I rolled my eyes to the side in annoyance.

"Ugh! You're so---" I held my tongue when another greeting came from my other side.

"Good morning, Your Highness," my servants greeted in unison.

I turned to the other side and realized that my servants were already standing there. A simple dress covered their bodies and a sweet smile on their lips despite the obvious confusion on their faces about why I was here. At least, I knew the reason why Lord Damon was acting so annoying.

I returned my gaze to him.

"Right. I will forgive you for that." It was 07.06 AM now, so I had to get ready. I didn't have time for a stupid quarrel.

He frowned in displeasure.

"Did I apologize to you?" He protested.

I got up from the sofa and stretched my muscles a bit before I gave him an annoying smirk.

"I assume you did," I said casually. To which he replied with a flat stare.

I reached for the remote and turned off the TV before I walked to my room.

"C'mon we have to get ready, we have an important mission in 2 hours," I said to my servants.

"Damian." Lord Damon's voice stopped me in my tracks and made me turn to him.

"Good luck," he added.

"Thank you." Then I left.