Leonhardt's eyes closed, the blue glow fading as he watched the fat old man drinking above them. He smiled while nodding because now it was time for him to visit Enzo. He looked at Zafira beside him, happily smiling while carrying a bundle of blue and pink candyfloss.
"Mmmn~ its so sweet."
"I don't want to be a murderous beast... but they keep forcing my hands." Leon whispered.
"Huh? What did you say, Leon?"
Zafira asked while munching on her floss with glowing eyes; sometimes, she seemed more like a normal woman her age rather than a demon princess.
'No, maybe a demon and human aren't that different; demons are just less contradicting of themselves. A human lives with virtues and sins, while a demon lives free of those feelings and thoughts.'
If a demon wished to kill, they killed.
If they wanted to eat, they ate.
