"Mm, I missed you too."
"..." Asmodeus gulped. "Oh..."
Hosen just found out that Asmodeus was so pure.
"…Tayuu, uhh," Asmodeus really hesitated.
"Tayuu, Tayuu, Tayuu. I'm no longer a courtesan. You should stop calling me Tayuu," said Hosen.
"..." Asmodeus looked her straight in the eye and nodded. "Miss Hosen."
Hosen smiled happily.
Looking at their baby for a moment, neither of them spoke. Kintaro's adorableness with his two small hands waving in the air unconsciously drowned out the awkward atmosphere between his parents.
"Wasn't it difficult all this time, carrying him alone?" asked Asmodeus in a voice full of guilt.
"...not really," answered Hosen.
"Really?" asked Asmodeus.
"180 years pregnant with a baby, no other woman in the world has experienced what I went through," Hosen muttered. "But he's my treasure," Hosen whispered.
Asmodeus smiled.
