He decided to begin his research with the green pattern at the very edge of the right eye—the least important part.
That research lasted for most of the day.
It was not until nightfall, when a series of thumps came from the Gear Button, that Angel finally lifted his head from his desk.
"Who would be contacting me at a time like this?" Angel muttered, taking a miniature signal tower from the button and setting it up with practiced ease.
A moment later, on the other side of the light screen, the freckled little girl in a pale yellow dress enthusiastically blew Angel a kiss through the air.
"Huahua." Angel's gaze gradually softened. "What made you think of contacting me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Angel seemed to realize something. "Do you want to see Bobota?"
Huahua shook her head. "No, I just wanted to see Brother Pat."
Angel froze for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Judging by the timing, Bobota should be within these next few days... Don't you plan to see him one last time?"
Huahua still shook her head. "More precisely, Brother's soul will return to the abyss tomorrow morning. But I already said what needed to be said last time, and Brother Dodolo also told me not to see him again."
"Oh? When you met Dodolo last time, he told you not to see Bobota again?" Angel had left the private space to them before, so this was the first time he had learned what had happened during Dodolo's meeting with Huahua.
Huahua nodded. "He told me that Brother's soul would ultimately return to the abyss and fall under the Demon God's control. And a blank soul without thought or consciousness would definitely draw the Demon God's attention."
"When that time came, the Demon