"No kidding. This build up better lead to a helluva finale."

Maou would still call it scary, to himself, silently, then never again, but he was at least pleased he managed to get Urushihara to relax a little. At times, it was difficult to reconcile the Lucifer he knew with the hermit he shared an apartment with, but Urushihara was, if nothing else, adaptable. Still, he liked him like this. Maybe Maou ought to take him out more often.

With a jut of his chin and a new spark of hope for their mission, he strode forward, expecting his subordinate to follow.