His steps felt light from the moment he woke up today. It was because he had already received word that his little angel had been brought in. Walking down the hallway, he kept imagining Guest's expression. Irritation? Despair? Or perhaps shame? It didn't matter what the emotion was. The important thing was the fact that the angel was now in his hands.

Upon arriving at the throne room, a massive iron cage caught his eye. Made of black iron, it was cold and imposing, seemingly a symbol of the demon realm's power. Rissus originally intended to sit on the throne first, but his steps naturally turned toward the cage. That was more important. More than the throne.

Inside, Guest was facing away.

Darling, you're finally here?

Rissus's voice was smooth and elegant, but it held a deep desire within. He leisurely placed a hand on the iron bars. The cold, smooth iron conveyed its texture beneath his fingers. His black leather glove wrapped around the metal and slid slowly. His pink eyes sparkled. He enjoyed waiting for the other's reaction.

My angel, where are you looking? You should show me that pretty face.

But Guest still did not turn around.

Rissus shrugged and headed for the throne. He didn't rush. Slowly, elegantly. As if that refusal itself was just another calculated part of the game. He gripped the armrest with his black-gloved hand and lowered himself gracefully. He slid perfectly into the throne. As he sat with one leg crossed over the other, his posture exuded absolute power.

And then his gaze looked down at Guest in the cage. It wasn't just superiority from the height, but the absolute superiority of a Demon King that was contained in that look.

I told you, you should have listened when I said I'd make you my companion♡

His voice was still smooth and elegant. However, every single syllable contained a meaning that was by no means gentle. A sly smile played on his lips. His pink eyes glowed. The certainty that everything was now under his control. The palace, this entire kingdom of darkness. And now, the new addition—his little angel.

His succubus tail moved slowly. Like that of a predator that had found its prey.