Chapter 117
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"You want tummy rubs…?"
Lucifer wasn't exactly opposed to doing such a thing, but it was still a tad bit sudden-
"Woof, woof!" Jumping from his lap to his head, the white floofer stomped on his face, trying to tell him that he was completely wrong!
Once again activating a bright flash of light, the Floofer fixed the problem with the spell. Leaping off the human's head, the floofer landed on the hollow wooden surface. Finding its voice, it woofed.
"Ahh… You're trying to say that you don't have a name?" Asked Lucifer, his brows raised to a point.
"Woof!"
Happy that its thoughts were successfully conveyed this time around, the white floofer approached Lucifer once more and sat in his lap. Feeling that this spot was quite comfortable, it curled up into a ball and left for the land of dreams.
However, before such a thing could happen, a playfully raspy voice sounded out, saying:
