The morning soon greeted the sleeping couple with a low grumble. Asmodeus slipped out of his bed, only to notice a curious pair of eyes watching him.
Vivi sat at the wooden table in the middle of the room, eating some breakfast, her little cheeks puffed with food from the porridge with extra sugar and honey. She didn't speak, but her little mouth slowly opened into a huge "O" shape.
"Dad!?"
"Vivi?"
He didn't expect to have nodded off after enjoying some quality time with the mermaid, but somewhere along the line, his consciousness faded. Asmodeus glanced down and quickly covered himself. He'd forgotten to use magic to cover himself, so he called out to the little devil.
"Can you get Dad his clothes from the chest over there?"
Immediately after, Vivi's face transformed, like a demon from the horror movies he watched in the other world; her lips curled into a wide grin.
"Dad."
She called his name with a sweet and lovely tone.
"How much?"
"Em, what?"
