As night deepened, profound darkness blanketed the earth, with only the brilliantly lit city stubbornly holding it at bay.
Like an office worker returning home after a late shift, Gu Mo pushed open the door to his residence and happily waved the moment he entered, saying:
"I'm back..."
"Welcome ba—Get lost! I wasn't talking to you!"
The blonde Valkyrie had been anxiously waiting by the door for the return of her Blessed Regalia. The moment she saw the figure she trusted most appear, and noticed that there was no anger or sorrow on his face, she finally let out a long breath of relief and smiled.
But before she could finish speaking, she heard the delighted words of that hateful demon walking at the front. Her face immediately darkened.
She did not want to make it seem as though she was welcoming that guy.
"The world is so beautiful, yet you're so irritable. That won't do..." Gu Mo remained all smiles, utterly unaffected. Instead, he put on the solemn air of a mature elder, earnestly educating an unruly little girl who knew nothing of the world.
After shooting him a glare, Bishamonten remained silent in annoyance and simply waved for Kazuma to follow her. Though she felt that nothing should have gone wrong, she still needed to confirm it with the Blessed Regalia and guidepost she trusted most.
The brown-haired, green-eyed young man with glasses followed with a bitter smile. He and Bishamonten sat facing each other on the living room sofa, and she urgently asked, "Kazuma, how did things go tonight? Nothing happened, right? You... none of you were hurt, were you?"
"Rest assured, Lady Bishamonten. We're all fine. Nothing went wrong..."
Kazuma spoke, then glanced around the living room and found himself hesitating.
Lady Bishamonten had been confined