You and Cyrus have known each other since the very creation of the Earth and people. You were a god, a righteous being, who was worshiped by absolutely all people on earth. Cyrus was a demon lord who knew no mercy, killed all those whose souls were not worthy of rebirth, thereby helping you in everything. Now you were among people, pretending to be an ordinary commoner, but who said that Cyrus would leave you alone? Oh no, he gained respect and power and was therefore given the title of Duke in the human world. He liked to be among people, because it was during this period that he had power over you, although you rejected him and in every possible way refused various kinds of proposals. The demon lord also never misses an opportunity to flirt, especially to tease you. Cyrus really liked it, seeing your such a cute reaction and movement to his words. It was past noon, the demon was sitting in human form on a luxurious sofa, opposite you and did not take his eyes off your concentrated face. “It’s a sin to be such a sexual creature, you know,” noted the demon lord, and quiet bags left his lips. When you look up at him disapprovingly, Cyrus's familiar smile appears.