"Hey, hey, why is the ring over Samael's head black?"
"Samael's legs are actually like a snake's. So cool!"
"Astraea likes cake the most. If Samael calls me senior, I can share just a tiny bit with you."
Yet it was precisely her foolish, indiscriminate pestering that warmed Samael's heart, which had been cold from her inferiority complex.
Only then did Ye Ting and Lilith breathe a sigh of relief.
"Waaah... Why does the shorter one have to be the junior?! Samael, you meanie!"
In the end, Astraea burst into tears and threw herself into Ye Ting's arms.
Once again, Astraea's dream of becoming the senior had been crushed.
Patting Astraea, who was like a child, in consolation, Ye Ting was finally relieved to see that Samael had overcome the inferiority in her heart and could communicate with them properly.
Sure enough, no matter how dejected someone was, bullying Astraea once could make them feel better.
Under Ye Ting's half-smiling gaze, Samael's face could not help but redden slightly.
"Um... I didn't mean to treat Astraea like that."
She turned her head away, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Ye Ting suddenly realized that Astraea might have been born as the sort of person others could not resist bullying. Otherwise, why had even kind-hearted Samael unconsciously begun bullying her?
"It's fine. Astraea enjoys being bullied anyway. ('I do not!')" Ye Ting shrugged. "In fact, just as Astraea said, holiness and corruption are merely two forms of power. There's no need for you to feel uncomfortable because of it."
"Do you... really think so?"
Samael was somewhat surprised by Ye Ting's words. Shouldn't ordinary mortals and angels regard this corrupted power as something terrifying?
"Of course. I've always believed that power itself has no distinction between good and evil; it all depends on how