I slowly walk over to Amanda, who pats the snow next to her, signaling for me to sit down.
"About what you said… Are you sure the demons planned this?"
"I don't know," I sigh as I lean my head on her shoulder.
"She still hasn't forgiven you?"
"No…"
"Well, that's what you get for not being confident enough,"
"I am confident though,"
"Yes, you are very confident. No, I'd say you're arrogant when it comes to politics, work, and fighting… but when it comes to somebody you like, you completely lose all sense of reasoning… I wonder how your wives ended up coming to like you," Amanda says as she rubs my back.
"I… It might be because I saved them… So, that might mean they only married me out of admiration for me… I'm such a terrible person,"
"No, I don't think so,"
"What do you mean?"
