"Where the hell could he be?" you mutter, looking around your home for your familiar. The demon you recently started working with was your familiar, but your relationship was on par with a business partnership as it was mutually beneficial.

You knew little about him other than that he was good at what he did and could easily blend in with other humans. Sabo still put you at arm's length regarding his personal life. With a heavy sigh, you plopped onto your couch and figured he'd show up eventually. With a yawn, you close your eyes to relax, leading to your dozing off.

A few minutes later, the blonde demon returned with a mysterious bag he placed on the counter. Spotting you sleeping on the couch, the flame demon could not help but shake his head at how easily you dozed off.