Urushihara held the shirt in front of him between the tips of index finger and thumb, looking miserably at Maou.

"I was so hoping you wouldn't..."

Still, he couldn't deny that this made him relax a bit. It wasn't so much that he was afraid; it was more like, it had been too long since Maou had been... Well, his regular demon king self. Perhaps Ashiya made that line blurry. He certainly couldn't be Lucifer with Alciel around.

Either way, a moment later, Urushihara was pretending not to look. A tree a few feet away seemed very interesting~.