“Are you saying that the Demon God called for me?”
[Yes.]
“Do you know why?”
[Don’t you know yourself?]
“...Is it about you?”
Taesan recalled the memory and looked at Baal.
“Then why are you here?”
A conversation with the Demon God. Baal had no connection to it. Baal chuckled.
[It seems like you were too shy to come yourself.]
“Shy?”
