"So, how was your time with grandma, dear?" Beatrice asked Antonia as she carried the toddler in her arms, letting her rest her little head on her chest.
"Mmm, it was fun being with grandma, but the other stuff was boring. There were interesting guys, though, and one of them felt a little different," Antonia said what had been bothering her this whole time freely as she lay on Beatrice's expansive mounds of flesh.
"Oh? What was different about that guy?" Dante asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Hmm, he felt like you, Dad, in the moments when you use your blackish red fire," Antonia revealed lazily, becoming sleepy now that she was in her parents' care.
Dante and Beatrice paused and shared a look. A person who had hellfire? Either they were like Dante, a person who could incidentally use hellfire through a unique power system, or they were actually a demon.
The former was rare, especially in a universe like this, so it could only be the latter.
