Silence followed as Sword Demon's face twitched a couple of times.
Nephem was quiet, but his eyes held a clear "I caught you" look.
"Nephem, jokes aside. Nothing like that is happening, and I don't like Linkir or the other girls," Sword Demon said as Nephem nodded like a rabbit.
"Yes, I believe you," Nephem nodded, and Sword Demon relaxed.
"Good," Sword Demon muttered.
"No, no, you don't understand. You have no chance with them, so… well, I guess you realized it early," Nephem said, nodding as he held his chin, a small smile on his face.
"NEPHEM!!!"
A roar spread throughout the headquarters of the Dreadborne Organization, and immediately a terrifying aura followed.
****
"They are at it again," a feminine sigh was heard as Linkir sat with her legs resting on her desk.
Her hands rubbed her temples. Her casual cooperative clothes hugged her body, highlighting her curves.
