⟨You never cease to disappoint me, Short Straw⟩
Conrad jerked his head up at the sound of that eerily familiar voice. More specifically, he turned his head to where it came from.
Standing to his left side was a strange figure, crossing his arms and his head tilted slightly to the side; he also had an annoying smirk on his face.
His appearance was that of a young man with tanned skin and wavy dark brown hair. Just like himself, he wore a simple grey jacket with jeans. To simplify it, the man looked exactly like Connie with the only difference being his glowing crimson eyes and intricate red tattoos scrawled across his face.
"…Devil?"
Connie muttered beneath his breath, too low for anyone to hear, especially in this chaos.
⟨As much as you tend to disappoint me, I'll give you this one⟩
His curious stare turned into a glare at that remark. He didn't know what he did to the specter to disappoint him all of a sudden. Connie didn't take kindly to that, not in his current situation.
