"If I could, I wouldn't want to be some Demon King at all. No days off, and a mountain of annoying things to worry about every day." With a curl of her lips, Leticia made no secret of her deep-seated hatred for the profession of Demon King.
"But you're doing a pretty good job, aren't you?" Melanie knew Leticia's status among the demons; this young lady could be considered a rare wise ruler among the recent generations of the demon race.
"That's because you don't know how eccentric my ancestors were. I'll tell you about them when I get the chance." Leticia chuckled. She knew her own abilities well enough—fighting was fine, but handling the political affairs of the demon race was really not her forte.
Fortunately, her predecessors were equally inept at handling such things. In fact, by comparison, Leticia, who occasionally offered her own opinions, was actually in the quite capable category.
"My mother was a total romantic. To her, Kira and I were just by-products of her love. In the end, she was assassinated because of that love." Leticia had no good feelings toward her mother, the previous Demon King.
As for her father... Leticia really had no impression of him.
"By the way, what about your parents? Are they both dead?"
"I don't know." Melanie shook her head. "They disappeared when I was little. I've asked Senpai Sani before, but she doesn't have any clues about my father or mother either."
"Oh, then there's a high probability they're gone." Leticia's words were quite provocative, making even the usually good-tempered Melanie feel her fists tighten at this moment.
Who curses someone's parents like that?
"Sister, Quinn, we're here!" Yori timely interrupted the two girls who were about to stage a real-life combat on the street. She pointed to a quite lively restaurant not far away and said to them.
"Mm." Melanie lowered her fists.
Leticia, on the other hand, gave a cheeky grin. Nothing felt better than seeing Melanie get frustrated.
And so, under Leticia's seamless topic change, Melanie's attention successfully shifted from 'Leticia is the real Leticia' to 'how to beat up Leticia'.
Truly a cause for celebration.
Entering the restaurant, because it was a day off, the number of customers was quite large.
"A table for four?" The waiter standing at the door immediately approached with a professional smile.
"Yes, is there still space?" Yori nodded.
"Yes, yes." The waiter led the four to an empty seat and then pointed to the QR code on the table, saying, "To order, you need to scan the code with your phone."
"Alright." Yori indicated she understood.
While Yori took out her phone to scan the code, Leticia nudged Melanie with her elbow. "Hey, look at those three over there. Aren't they the ones we beat up a few days ago?"
Melanie followed Leticia's gaze, and a signature head of Yellow Hair came into view.
"Mm, looks like it." A blond guy and two pretty girls—this combination should be the people they beat up a few days ago.
"What a coincidence," Leticia remarked. "I didn't expect to run into them while just getting a meal."
Central City was so big, yet the two groups coincidentally chose to eat here. It really made one marvel at their fate.
Leticia and Melanie's pointing naturally caught the attention of the trio. Momo, who was facing Leticia and the others, whispered to Kamanato beside her, "Look, those two girls over there seem to be looking at us."
"Ah, that's normal. Look at this yellow-haired head—how could it not attract attention?" Kamanato replied without even looking up.
In Central City, where hair colors were predominantly black, the blond guy's flowing Yellow Hair was indeed extremely conspicuous.
"This is natural, it's genetic, you know?" The blond guy expressed his dissatisfaction. His Yellow Hair was a family trait and something he was very proud of.
"Besides, isn't there a white-haired one over there? Compared to my Yellow Hair, white hair is clearly much rarer, right?" The blond guy also turned his head to look at Melanie's side and quickly found the two girls whispering to each other. "Those two girls are quite pretty."
"Indeed, they look much better than those big stars on TV." Kamanato also looked up toward Melanie. After seeing the two girls, she was also somewhat surprised. These two girls were the most beautiful she had ever seen.
Especially that black-haired girl, who seemed very lively and cute—she was practically the most perfect image in Kamanato's heart.
"They seem to have seen us." Leticia propped her chin up and smiled at Kamanato, then said to Melanie.
"Their perception is very keen. As expected of the rising stars the Association has high hopes for." Melanie had no reaction. It would be stranger if those three didn't notice.
Neither she nor Leticia had disguised their gazes. Such obvious stares were very easy for talented ability users to perceive.
"Sister, Quinn, stop whispering and hurry up and order!" Yori said to the two of them with some dissatisfaction.
Her sister and Quinn had been whispering since a moment ago. They had been talking for ages and still weren't done. She had called them several times and hadn't been noticed.
This pair of girls... it was really annoying.
"Ah, you haven't finished ordering yet?" Leticia blinked. She thought Yori had already finished.
"Anything is fine for me," Melanie's answer was even shorter. "As long as it fills me up."
"Oh."
..."You're saying that after you finished rummaging through the kitchen, you were knocked unconscious, and when you woke up, you only saw two weirdos, one in black and one in white?" Kira stood in the center of the room with her hands behind her back. Behind her, Emily was kneeling on one knee.
"Yes, I just don't know why they let me go." Emily nodded. She had thought she was doomed, but when she woke up after being knocked out a second time, she found herself lying on a park bench.
That place happened to be covered by surveillance cameras. It seemed the person who brought her there had chosen it on purpose.
She really didn't understand why someone would treat a thief like her this way—not torturing her, but just knocking her out and dumping her outside.
Could those two people actually be reincarnations of the Bodhisattva?
"One black, one white... what was their height?" Luca had gradually guessed the truth. She remembered the black robe Melanie wore home last night and also remembered the excuse Melanie had used at the time.
She said she went to catch a thief.
The thief naturally referred to Emily, but there was still one problem: Melanie should have had a companion.
Otherwise, how was Emily knocked out and caught before Melanie even got home?
It couldn't be that the person actually lived in Melanie's house too, but Melanie was keeping it from Yori, right?