Leading the group was a tall man with a noble and handsome look. His features were sharp and he gave off an enigmatic charm. Two horns sprouted from his head looking almost like a crown and he possessed long pitch black hair.
Standing in front of the others with his hands inside his pocket, and a wide grin on his face, he looked like a ruffian turned into a scholar.
"Ahh. Ah… sigh... you all sure ran rampant on my floor. If I came slightly late, this entire place might have collapsed"
The figures or more specifically the demon brushed his hair behind his head and said exaggeratedly. Even though his words sounded like he was angry, not even the slightest trace of anger could be seen on his face.
Far from it, there was a smile of what could clearly be seen of happiness and excitement on his face.
