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Damon woke up from the heat coming from his room's window. It was late in the afternoon and he was burning hot and hungry as well.
"Ugh," Damon groaned as he sat up, wiping the sweat away. "It's so hot. Geez, the sun…"
"Do you want some ice cream?" a voice spoke nearby and it made Damon jumped in surprise.
"Ah!" Damon screamed and looked to who it was. He was ready to pull out his sword from his crotched in panic that it was an enemy. "Belp!"
"Haha~! That's a good reaction for my arrival," Belphegor stated with a grin. He was proud he scared Damon.
"What are you doing here? How did you even entered my room? I locked it!" Damon shouted and rushed through the door, but it was still locked.
"I have my ways," Belphegor stated proudly with hands on his waist.
