Maou's thoughts drifted along a hopeful track. This outing was ending much better than he expected not twenty minutes ago. He thanked his lucky, self-motivated stars he had gone through with this, rather than let them both mope back at the apartment. Beyond a passing worry that Ashiya would still be sick when they returned, though, his top advisor wasn't really on his mind. For once, the only plans the Demon King was making was how best to do this again. He was here, in this moment, wondering how long it would take the coals to ignite the whole length of a chopstick if he stuck it through the grill.
You know, the important questions.
And, perhaps, Urushihara felt as though he'd lost because Maou had planned to let him take the beef from the start.
"Y'know," Maou began thoughtfully, "I'm startin' to think we need to invest in one o' these for the Devil's Castle."
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Date: 2015-10-23 02:11 am (UTC)You know, the important questions.
And, perhaps, Urushihara felt as though he'd lost because Maou had planned to let him take the beef from the start.
"Y'know," Maou began thoughtfully, "I'm startin' to think we need to invest in one o' these for the Devil's Castle."