Inside the Mystic House.
Beside the fireplace blazing with flames.
Two exceptionally handsome young men sat in two chairs.
One had black hair and blue eyes, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit.
The other had blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a white shirt.
They stared at each other, their gazes meeting in the air.
"So, why won't you give me a hug?"
Lucifer still wore that roguish smile.
Jino's hands rested naturally over the edges of his chair, and he wore the same gentle smile. "Sorry, I like women."
The atmosphere seemed to freeze in an instant.
The oppressive sensation seemed to cast the entire room into a strange atmosphere.
Constantine and Zatanna felt cold all over, as if they had been targeted by some natural predator and could not move an inch.
Crack~
The wooden boards of the house splintered, and dust scattered through the air.
The clash of their auras alone was enough to make this indestructible house tremble.
"W-what should we do?"
Zatanna's body would not stop shaking. With great effort, she turned her head toward Constantine and asked, "What should we do?!"
Facing that terrifying, oppressive atmosphere.
Constantine raised a hand against the scorching wave of air erupting from where Jino's and Lucifer's gazes met.
He turned his head helplessly and roared, "How the hell would I know!?"
Crack! Crack!
The floor shook more violently as their confrontation intensified.
Just as Constantine and Zatanna wondered whether the house would collapse under the clash between the two, that crushing pressure vanished in an instant, melting away like ice and snow.
"Hahaha."
Without any warning, Jino and Lucifer burst into laughter at the same time.
The two laughed so hard they rocked back and forth, as though they were performing some absurd slapstick comedy.
Fine, putting on