"..."
That was… a very good question.
Anko took a deep breath, her expression turning a little awkward as she glanced at Lister.
"Mr. Lister… please forgive me for my boldness, but… she's our child. I named her Durandal."
"..."
"..."
"I'm joking, Mr. Lister."
"I know."
"...Ahem."
Anko couldn't keep it together and turned her face to the side, quietly coughing to cover her embarrassment. "Alright, truth is, none of us know who this… girl is or when she even appeared. The day after we brought you to this room, she just showed up under your blanket without a word. Nobody knows how she got in. Even if we move her somewhere else, she somehow sneaks back to this exact spot.
The Demon Lord suggested we not overthink it for now and just… let her stay."
"..."
