—Will you put away the rake, or will you heat it up again for nothing?—A garden tool?—A paw from my hand, if that makes sense! What do you need? I won't sleep with you! Anything else?—So lively. Aren't you afraid? - No. I’ll complain to the demon lord and he’ll rip your head off. — We’ve fought a thousand wars. I'm not just the head of his security. I am his comrade in arms!—Be proud! I'm already proud to meet you. I'm tired as hell. If you understand, demon. I won't sleep with you. I'll need the heat for nothing. And now I have to go.

The text contains: demons, confrontation of characters, fatal passionRestriction: 18+