Ryoma caught the demon girl looking around after Fudoumine practice. He estimated that he’d end up running about forty laps for this, but decided that it was probably worth it. “Hey, you,” he called.
The girl blinked and looked over at him. “Who are you?”
Ryoma shoved his hands in his pockets and wandered over to her. “Echizen Ryoma. I was wondering who I could talk to about the management in heaven and hell.”
The girl drew herself up. “I’m Queen Kurai,” she said. “I can help you, if you have any questions.” Ryoma noted that she reminded him of that loud girl who seemed to head up his fanclub, in an odd way.
“Nn,” said Ryoma. “I wanted to talk to Lucifer.”
Kurai glowered at Ryoma for a long moment, her hands twitching into fists. “Sure. I’ll tell him for you.”
