"Seems like you're abusing your privilege as the 'owner' of a dungeon," Kcul snickered, still steadfast in front of the devil's offer. "Don't tell me that you're trying to live free out of worry? Knowing the future all the time isn't what we mortals call living, you know?"
"Cut the bullcrap, Kcul," Yroa said casually with a very friendly face. "You know what I have become, and you should have known that with divinity, I can easily peek into the branching potential of possibilities without any complication.
"But I'm not gonna do that. Why? Like you said, I found it absolutely boring." With a cheeky smirk on his face, Yroa adorably titled his head to the side. "And I don't want to use you as a free means to peek into the future. Oh no, you're more precious than that, darling~"
Yroa promiscuously raised up Kcul's chin with his index finger. Likewise, Kcul barely changed much of her expression.
"And that is, my dear darling?"
