Leon stepped out of his game room and found Freya sitting in the living room, her attention fixed on a TV show. It was Friday evening, and Lily still hadn't come home from school.
He dropped onto the couch beside her, letting himself relax for a moment. Freya, sensing his need for a bit of quiet, didn't say anything at first.
His mind wandered back to his first experience exploring the demon world—it had been a mix of awe and strangeness that still lingered with him.
"You looked like you were having fun," Freya teased with a playful giggle.
"You're great at sarcasm, you know that?"
Leaning back and closing his eyes, Leon began to recount everything that had happened. His voice was relaxed as he lazily highlighted the key moments.
