Asmodeus sat across his throne with his legs crossed over the arm while lounging comfortably without grace. In his hands were the documents sent from Baltimore and recent cases where villagers suddenly died of a strange disease.
'Black veins, loss of memory, going berserk... exploding.'
His scowl grew ever stronger the more he read the documents.
Nerim, on the other hand, waited in silence as she lifted her heels up and down, excited to see him after a while. Her eyes shone bright as she held the massive book related to the monster of the deep.
"Husband, would you read this?"
"Hm?"
He glanced at the title and raised his brows.
Upon seeing his reaction, she quickly raised her voice and waved the book in the air. "W-Wait, wait! Don't look like that, Sister Alice said you should read it!"
"Oh? Alice did... Mmm, okay then."
He took the heavy book from her, letting his fingers stroke along Nerim's hand with a smile on his lips. "Thanks, Nerim."
