Prince Of Curse (Prince of Curse)

Episode 19: What Are These Feelings?

At 20:00....

Dea who was in the body of the prince fell asleep in the car, he waited for the prince who was working on the statue of the land in the class, with Bara.

"How are you doing?" tanya Bara who is forming a lump of clay.

"If you're worried about me, shouldn't you just tell me to go home?" sahut the prince raised the tip of his lips. He was tired of being in the crowd all day. Being Dea turned out to be really tiring, it was fitting that the girl always cursed indistinctly.

"I didn't even do anything, other than washing this jar." he added tapping the jar of a used clay container.

"I don't want to finish this myself. It's also because of you, if you hadn't truant, our statue would have been finished." Bara stared intently, if it didn't need any artistic value, he wouldn't want to dwell all day with that brown mud. At least he must have a high artistic value, to boost other academic values that plummet.

"Regarding the missing girl..Do you think she was kidnapped or ran away?" The prince looked curious, if he could save the life of someone who was in trouble, then his magic power could increase. Who knows, he could swap bodies with Dea more quickly.

"Hana..?" bara said, he put his little spatula on the table, then sat facing Dea.

"If it's a kidnapping, don't you think it's the same person?" looking at the Prince again, he recalled the girls who went missing through the annual news in the broadcast room.

Almost all the missing victims were innocent-looking girls, quiet and rarely get along. According to him, the perpetrator is the same person, because it is like being obsessed with innocent girls.

"What are you thinking that about?" Bara narrowed his eyes in wonder.

The prince rolled his eyes, "Because my mind says so."

"You be careful, don't be the next victim." Bara turns his eyes to Dea to scare the strange girl into the next target.

"ch.hh..! your gaze is like a criminal." said the prince replying with a cynical look.

Bara again continued the details of his statue, a thin smile seemed he pinned on the corner of the lips. A very sweet and warm smile, unlike his cold and stiff daily behavior.

While the Prince who was in the body of Dea was back to clean the jar. Because it moved too much, making his head shake small until the rubber-studded hair loop was loose.

"hausen..! This woman's hair was very troublesome." she muttered annoyedly, as she flicked the hair-pile back to the shoulder, with the back of the hand.

"Am I bald while I'm here? The smell was very pungent." his chatter continued, he was uncomfortable with Dea's storm curly hair. Not to mention the smell like a new grave, as well as disturbing the Prince's olfactory cavity.

From the tail of the eye, Bara found Dea stirring her own hair. At first he did not want to care, but seeing Dea's behavior like a hot worm made him disturbed. He took off his rubber gloves and approached Dea.

"Your hand injury could get worse then." He could not understand why the girl was always energetic even when her hands and neck were wearing a brace.

Without asking for permission, Bara tied Dea's hair with her handkerchief.

"What are you doing?" the Prince's protest was about to refuse, but his hair was already held by Bara.

Touching that fine hair made Bara's heart beat fast. Either because of lack of socialization, or because the weather is sultry to make his cheeks warm reddened.

While the Prince, his mind is thrashing not playing. How not, as close as this to a fellow man, even though he is now in a woman's body, basically they are both men right?

"When it's done, get rid of it..!" The prince came forward suddenly, making Bara riddled from his reverie.

"apm.. We'd better deal with it tonight." he said stammered, the man rubbed his palms in his pants pocket, to get rid of nervousness.

"Why not before..!" the prince immediately stood up. He cleaned his hands, packed things and moved.

"I have to give this back?" point the prince at Bara's handkerchief.

After making sure Dea came out, Bara was sitting limp in his chair. He felt his chest as he exhaled a heavy breath.

"What the fuck..? Why am I like this?" he was confused himself.

BRAAKS.. BRAAK...!

The prince banged on the car's glass to wake Dea up. He was about to use his power to pierce through the car, but since exchanging bodies with Dea, the more days his strength had weakened. I don't know for what, which is definitely not a good sign.

Dea who was in the Prince's body wriggled when he heard that voice. He looked over and opened the car door.

"You done yet?" dea asked pleasantries, with both corners of the eyes filled with white lumps.

The prince raised the corner of his lips cynically. "I've been with those creatures all day, while you sleep here?"

"Is it really my fault?" sahut Dea time bodo while shrugging his shoulders relaxed.

"Take that as your punishment, for killing my family, and me in the past."

"You are vengeful apparently." whispered the Prince thinly.

"You don't know what shame it turns out, where there are people who are sincere when their families are killed. Even when he was brutally murdered in the past. No one wants death."

"There, I am." said the prince lightly, pointing at himself.

"True, I forgot there's a madman expecting death here. If I take this body of yours to jump into the abyss, will you soon be able to vanish from my life?"

"Of course, what if it's your life to the afterlife?" Again the prince answered briefly, and sounded irritating. After all, there is no guarantee, because their spirits are now bound to each other with the exchanged bodies.

"lady..! I should have killed you then. If our bodies come back, give me the bow. I won't hesitate to aim for you here..! Right here..! And here...!" Dea pointed at the prince's eyeballs, his heart and stomach together.

Hearing that, the prince even crossed his arms, while looking at Dea closely. There was something strange about the girl. "Why are you so emotional today?"

"Come away...! I'm hungry .! I thirst..! But I held it back because I was lazy to pee..! How long should I fast like this?" Dea whined while stomping her head on the back of the car seat.

"Why are you holding him back? You could've closed your eyes when you peed."

"Closing your eyes..? You think this stuff can get out of under your pants by itself?!" peeking Dea was very upset, some point of his spit even spurted raining down on the Prince.

The prince wiped his face that was affected by that sacred patch of saliva. "No need to take it out. You just take off his pants and let him flow naturally."

"Bother..! I've had enough trouble changing clothes every day, even once."

"As for you, you don't want to hold it so what do I do? Stringing it up for you?"

"What are you guys talking about? The dea.. What do you want to hold?!" Knock someone from the back seat, which is none other than Vaness.

He was about to ride home earlier, but even fell asleep. Now his eyes widened wide, when he heard his best friend say offer a grip. The conversation had several times he tried to digest, but still his brain could not lead to positive things.

The prince and Dea were stunned, pecking at the spot with both eyes rounded.

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