As soon as the three Shinigami left the throne room, the eyes of the god of the dead were focused on Genta, who was still horrified by his presence.
"Young woman," he said to her, "while the night is forever young, why don't we have a little chat?" "My name is Maou Mazoku, the supreme god of death, the dead, and the world of the dead."
Genta remained as she was, not knowing what to reply to that, still trembling where she was. Even by basic courtesy, she was supposed to reply with her name and description as well, but he got no response.
"You can take your time if you want," Maou said to her. "I know you have questions for me, as it was by my order that the Shinigami brought you here." So speak now that you have the chance, and don't hold back. Have no fear. "After all, I cannot afford to kill you right now, even if I wanted to."
