The words came out of Oka Ruto's mouth. Everything in the occult room began to shake and break.

All the club members turned ghostly pale as the pentagram on the floor began to glow brightly red and heavy smoke began to billow out of the room.

Oka Ruto coughed, turning away from the pentagram as a shadow formed in the middle of the circle.

It was you! - The same demon described in the book that Oka Ruto was holding.

You were an ancient demon, who craved blood and souls in exchange for wishes. No one had ever managed to summon you.

Well, this was the first time that Oka Ruto emerged victorious from a satanic ritual.

The club members, Shin, Kokuma, Chojo, Daku and Supana were in every corner of the room, afraid to even look at you. Imagine if you gouged out their eyes, Jesus!

"Damn... I did it..."

Oka Ruto gave a small awkward smile as she bowed in front of you as a sign of respect.