The world was crazy, and Yoru always verified it since the existence of the 'soulmates'. The idea of being born with your soulmate's name on your arm, for Yoru, was something so... human, so pathetic. And it was even more so for those who were born without that mark, destined to be alone and regardless of whether they found someone else, that someone else already had someone written for them. All of this was like an endless tongue twister, which only caused laughter inside her intestines.

But what a surprise it would be that the devils, the weakest and strongest, the most compassionate and abominable, could also have the aforementioned mark. And Yoru was not deprived of such a case, and for the pain of a thousand inmates, her soulmate had to be an ordinary human.

For Yoru, this was worthless, it was just a stupid tattoo that she could simply ignore, if it weren't for the fact that fate was playing tricks on her, especially possessing Asa's body, sharing a body that seemed more like an amulet against everything going from bad to worse. Well, having you wasn't so bad, it could create an adorable bond and she could transform you into a weapon later, that's something that doesn't get in the way anymore.

"Here you are," Yoru said with a tone that radiated a little irritation, you looked like a mouse that kept moving everywhere. "I've been looking for you, where the hell were you?" she expressed, while forcibly taking your backpack so she could carry it.