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While Lucifer was trying to use an excuse to say no, Eve hastily accepted.
"Awesome. I'll bring it right away!" The waitress excitedly left.
Meanwhile, another waitress was taking the order of Milena and Arthur.
This was another problem. How come they eat anything while keeping their mask on?
"Just bring us two coffees," Arthur ordered the waitress.
Even though they couldn't eat, they could still order something.
The dark-haired spy also ordered something. He asked for a coffee as well.
....
After a short time, the waitress returned with a huge jug filled with strawberry shake. Lucifer loved eating, but even he hadn't eaten things with this before.
He just looked back at Eve.
"We can begin whenever you're ready," the Waitress said, raising her stopwatch.
She also placed one straw in the jug, which was placed in the middle of the table.
There weren't many customers in the restaurant, but the ones that were there grew interested. They were looking at Lucifer and Eve, wondering if they could finish the jug or not.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSince the jug was transparent, they could see through it.
"I'm ready. On the count of three," Eve commented, moving closer to the hug.
"Alright." The maid nodded. "Three, two, one!"
As soon as the Waitress finished, Eve took the straw in her mouth and started drinking.
Eve wasn't slow either. In fact, she was even faster than most present here. Despite that, she couldn't even finish ten percent of the jug, and her one minute was almost up.
"Three seconds! Then it's your boyfriend's turn!"
"One second!"
"Take off your lips!" The waitress said.
Eve released the straw and looked at Lucifer with her misty eyes. "Your turn, sweetheart."
Lucifer didn't move though. He just looked at the jug.
"Be fast. Time is running," The waitress told Lucifer.
"Sigh, whatever." Lucifer moved and placed his lips on the same straw where Eve's soft lips were resting just a few seconds ago.
After one minute, he took off his lips. He had drank even more than Eve in his time even though he received less time than her.
"And that will be our first indirect kiss." Eve chuckled as she again started sipping.
The time kept passing and Eve and Lucifer kept giving each other turns.
After a certain period of time, even Lucifer started having fun in this contest. He didn't want to lose after getting so close.
Only four minutes were left, and more than fifty percent of the jug was left.
"Fast!" He told Eve as it was her turn now.
Before long, only one minute was left, and more than thirty percent of the jug was left. And it was Lucifer's turn.
He didn't know how he could finish it so fast, but he went ahead and gave it his all as he placed his lips over the straw. He started sipping.
The quantity in the jug kept decreasing. However, the decrease wasn't fast enough.
Lucifer was feeling slightly scared of defeat. Only ten minutes were left now, and more than ten percent of the jug was left.
He couldn't drink that in such a short time from the straw, no matter what he did.
"Come on! You can do it! Drink faster!" Eve motivated Lucifer, but he knew it wasn't going to work out.
"Time up!" The waitress said as soon as ten minutes were up. "I am so sorry, but it seems like you two failed. But the attempt was so good; we would like to say that consider this jug a treat from us. You don't have to pay for it."
"A gift for the sweetest couple we have seen. Do you want to order anything else?" She asked, smiling. "I'm sure you'd be full by now though."
"Yeah. We're done. Thank you," Lucifer responded lazily and stood up. He looked at the jug before him, shaking his head.
He, the Warlock of this world, hadn't been defeated in so long. Yet this small jug gave him his first defeat. He picked up the jug, tossed away the straw, and finished it up directly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLeaving the jug back, he started leaving with Eve.
The Dark haired spy waited for Milena and Arthur to leave behind Lucifer before standing up and following them.
"So, shall we go to my place or yours?" Eve asked, sticking close to Lucifer.
"My place would be better. However, I'm not in a hurry," Lucifer replied, looking up. "There's still time to night."
The four of them walked through the city, observing every place. They went through the markets to the parliament in the city.
"Funny, isn't it?" Seeing the Parliament, Lucifer smiled, amused.
"They have a parliament and all the Ministers like any democracy. However, all the important decisions are taken by the Warlock Council in the country. They're like a democracy in name only," he further explained.
"The Warlock Council is the King that lets the ministers handle small matters. But this is basically a kingdom of theirs. And now that I'm a member of the Warlock Council, this is mine too. I'm so glad I joined the Warlock Council. Now I can live a life of comfort for decades to come."
"Whenever I need, the Warlock Council will come to help me. I can rule my place and enjoy the same treatment in Triton as well."
Walking past the parliament, he kept talking about how he was pleased with becoming a member, making sure that the Spy heard his every word. If he looked pleased with the decision to join, he wasn't going to look suspicious.
He just needed to maintain the facade until Andrim returned in the night.
Just as he expected, the spy in the back heard everything.
After walking through most of the city, Lucifer was on his way back when he saw a crowd surrounding a place.
Wondering what was happening, he walked to the crowd.
There was no space to walk through the crowd. However, he didn't have to struggle. He simply clapped his hand, and his wind control did everything else. The people who were blocking the path flew to the side, opening the pathway.
As he looked ahead, he noticed two little kids lying on the ground. The two kids had dirty clothes and looked as if they hadn't taken a bath in a long time.
And a man was standing before them, kicking them. The young man who did it was only in his early twenties, but he was wearing the most expensive-looking clothes here.
He also had two guards behind him that were carrying guns with them.