The Incubus System Chapter 912. Blind Loyalty

The Incubus System Chapter 912. Blind Loyalty

“True,” Celia admitted with a huff, her frustration evident in the way she shifted in her seat. "But what do you feel about her?" she pressed on, her gaze unwavering as she searched my face for answers.

I let out a sigh, feeling the weight of Celia's scrutiny bearing down on me. "It's complicated..." I murmured, my voice trailing off as I stared down at my plate, suddenly feeling a wave of uncertainty wash over me.

Sensing my hesitation, Celia wasted no time in taking action. With determination in her eyes, she rose from her seat and moved to sit directly in front of me, her presence demanding my attention. “Explain,” she urged, her voice firm yet gentle, encouraging me to open up about the tangled web of emotions swirling within me.

I looked at her for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of divulging my inner thoughts. It was a tricky situation, navigating the delicate balance between honesty and potentially hurting someone's feelings. After a brief internal debate, I decided to take the plunge and share a glimpse of what was on my mind.

"I can't. You are going mad at me if I say what's in my head. You will think I compare her with you or with others. It's the same as suicide," I admitted, my words laced with a hint of hesitation. Opening up about feelings, especially those concerning my relationships with my partners, felt like tiptoeing through a minefield. There was always the risk of inadvertently causing jealousy or insecurity, and I wanted to avoid that at all costs.

Celia leaned in closer, her curiosity palpable in the air. "No, I won't. Tell me. Even Foxy is curious," she urged, gesturing towards Foxy, who was eagerly awaiting my response, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

I hesitated, unsure whether to take Celia's word at face value. Could I trust her not to react negatively to my thoughts and feelings? Despite my doubts, her earnest expression and Foxy's encouraging gaze spurred me to take a leap of faith.

"Promise?" I asked Celia, seeking reassurance before baring my soul.

“Yeah,” she affirmed with a nod, her gaze unwavering as she made her pledge.

"Right, don't blame me for it," I warned them, preemptively defending my stance before delving into the heart of the matter. It was a sensitive topic, one that required careful navigation to avoid causing offense or sparking jealousy among my partners. With a deep breath, I prepared to lay bare my thoughts and feelings, knowing that honesty was the only way forward.

“You know, I think Ruby—maybe she's the only one who loves me for who I am," I began, gauging their reactions with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. I could sense a subtle shift in the atmosphere, a tension that hung in the air like a palpable force. But I pressed on, determined to articulate the complexities of my relationship with Ruby.

Celia's response was measured, her curiosity piqued by my opening statement. "Okay, that is an interesting opening. Continue," she prompted, her expression a mix of intrigue and contemplation.

Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I forged ahead, grappling with the intricate nuances of my feelings for Ruby. “I mean, yes, she is crazy. She is obsessed with me. Chasing me around. But… she sees me as who I am," I explained, my words laden with a sense of conviction. It was true—despite her unconventional methods and overwhelming obsession, Ruby's unwavering devotion to me was undeniable.

"I know you also love me for who I am and see me as who I am. But she is the only one who stalks me around and beats up other people for me, remember?" I reminded them, injecting a note of levity into the conversation. It was a subtle reminder of the lengths to which Ruby would go to protect and defend me, even if her methods were unconventional and at times excessive.

"Right. Acceptable," Celia conceded, her expression betraying a hint of discomfort. I could tell that my words had struck a nerve, stirring up memories of past confrontations and clashes with Ruby's zealous behavior. But despite her reservations, she remained open to hearing my perspective, acknowledging the complexities of our relationship.

“In a situation of danger, she might be the only one who would jump to save me no matter the cost,” I reiterated, my gaze fixed on a distant point as I delved deeper into my thoughts. The memories flooded back, each one tinged with a mixture of frustration and admiration for Ruby's unwavering loyalty.

"She still chased me around even though I rejected her. Well, it sounds like desperate and yes, it's definitely crazy since she always breaks through my personal space," I continued, my tone tinged with a hint of resignation. It was true—Ruby's relentless pursuit of me often bordered on the obsessive, testing the boundaries of propriety and personal space.

"I know she beat up Larry because she wanted to know where I was. I don't like that," I admitted, a note of disapproval creeping into my voice. It was a stark reminder of the darker side of Ruby's devotion, a side that often manifested in impulsive and reckless behavior.

But even amidst the chaos and confusion, there was a glimmer of understanding—a recognition of the underlying motivations driving Ruby's actions. "On the other hand, I know she was worried about me," I conceded, a pang of empathy softening my tone. "I knew all I had to do was say a word and she would do what I asked. With or without the contract," I added, emphasizing the depth of Ruby's loyalty and commitment to me.

Their silence hung in the air, punctuated only by the soft hum of the room's ambiance. It was clear that my words had left them pondering, grappling with the complexities of my relationship with Ruby.

"So yeah, it's complicated for me," I reiterated, breaking the silence with a shrug. The truth was, there were no easy answers when it came to matters of the heart, especially when navigating the turbulent waters of affection and devotion.

“Do you wish she was less crazy?” Celia finally ventured, her voice tinged with curiosity as she sought to understand the depths of my feelings towards Ruby.