"Damn it! I really regret this! If only I hadn't invited him to my booth, none of this chaos would have happened! Argh!"
The bald demon scratched his head in frustration. He already knew it was too late.
The door that had been sealing away that cursed girl had been opened. It was only a matter of time before the misfortune she brought would come back to haunt him.
He desperately wanted to slap his past self from ten minutes ago for doing something so stupid.
As he drowned in anger and regret, the sound of footsteps came from ahead.
He looked up and saw Nolan walking toward him while carrying a little girl in his arms.
Seeing that girl, the demon felt as if his heart were being gripped by an invisible hand.
However, his fear of Nolan was far greater than his fear of the curse the girl carried, so he mustered the courage to step forward.
