Chapter 19 Dio’s Journal - Entry 190
I’m beginning to worry we might have made an error.
I kept forgetting about summoning that demon.
Malam is his name, I guess. When I finally remembered and asked the guys about it, they agreed it was a good idea.
We decided to wait until after the concert since we had so much going on leading up to it.
I wrote about the concert in my last entry, so I won’t dwell on it here, but being in front of that crowd, gah.
Seeing the crowd lose themselves in our music, the moment we started playing for them.
The noise of all those people as they screamed for us.
Something to hold onto while I deal with this mess.
After the concert, it took a few days before we remembered and had time, but then we completed the summoning ritual for the demon Malam in the morning.
It’s always a weird feeling waiting around after that ritual.
When he did show up, the conversation started off well.
He watched our process and had some feedback for the other guys that I agreed with. We finally made some progress.
It all started to go wrong as we wrapped up and invited him to have dinner with us.
When he sat down at the table, I was shocked when the first thing he asked about was how Chaosta was doing.
I shared that we’d finally gotten her into a facility to help with her recovery.
Before I could share more about why, or tell him that she was spying on us that night and putting everything at risk with her addiction, he fucking freaked out.
He stood up so quickly that his chair tipped over.
Then he came at me like he was going to kill me.
I can still feel his hand around my throat and have bruises where he slammed me against the wall.
He was snarling about who did this and why we’d think she was an addict, and it all got to be a lot. If he’d been anything other than a fucking demon, I would have put him in his place. Thankfully, I have excellent self-control, or he might even be dead.
I couldn’t even speak for myself with his hand around my throat. The guys were talking, but they were all going at it at once, and I couldn’t understand anything they said. I’d have thought Reem would be able to get control of the situation, but I think Lent was leading the chaos as always.
Then, just as suddenly as he freaked out, he was striding out the door without another word.
I’m still not sure exactly what set him off or where he went, but I’m reluctant to summon that particular demon again.
He was clearly enraged about something with that girl.
Until today, I didn’t even know that he was aware of her existence.
The guys were upset after he left. I think they’ve trusted him as an expert in teaching them magic and are worried he won’t return after how he reacted.
I’ve tried to reassure them that once we can actually talk with him and explain how Chaosta was spying, he’ll understand why she’s better in the facility for now.
I’m even willing to consider having her live here again once she’s recovered if that’s enough to mend things because fuck, the guys are angry at me.
It’s not as though I haven’t endured far worse.
It’s just unfortunate timing after the high of the concert.
We really need to make progress with our magic, and now having him around to teach us would be difficult, I think.
That’s if he’s even willing, with how enraged he was.
I’ll figure it out, I always do. There’s so much more at stake that we can’t risk.