Satou stood, his expression both fond and reluctant. "It's time to head home," he said quietly to the sleeping demon lord. "Lyra and Jessica are probably worried sick about me. I've been gone longer than planned, and knowing them, they've been driving each other crazy with concern."
He adjusted Void Fang at his hip, making sure everything was secure. Then, with one last look at Seraphine's peaceful face, he moved toward the door.
His hand had just touched the handle when he paused, a mischievous thought crossing his mind. What kind of dream is she having to make her smile so peacefully? Probably something embarrassing if I had to guess. Mental note: tease her about it later.
Satou opened the door—
And immediately heard a surprised yelp followed by the sound of multiple people falling.
Satou looked down to find five figures sprawled on the floor in a tangle of limbs and embarrassment.
Lilith, the four-winged military commander, her face already turning red.
