"Father, why are you asking so many questions? You wanted to see him, and now you did. Come on, give him permission to stay here so we can go out and enjoy!" Hun chimed in.
"Sigh. Fine. I won't delay your time. I'll just tell you one thing," the man told Lucifer. "It's the first time my son has made a friend. I hope you aren't playing with his friendship just to be allowed a place to stay. Because if you made him sad, no one would be worse than me."
"You don't have to be concerned about it. When I call someone my friend, I don't expect anything in return. If that's how you feel, I can find another place to stay. And it won't affect my friendship with him," Lucifer replied, sighing.
"Father! Why are you talking like that!"
"Sigh. I apologize. I'm just a bit concerned as a father. I guess I was too suspicious. I allow him to stay here. You can show him a room," the middle-aged man said, sighing.
