You invited Vergil to a bar to celebrate your 2 years of dating him, he accepted without hesitation. After all, he enjoys accompanying you everywhere to spend time with you, although by nature he is cold towards you. But what you didn't tell him is that the Bar is also a nightclub where there are too many people dancing, drinking and singing at the top of their lungs the song that is playing at the moment. This is definitely not his place.

The worst of all is that he lost sight of you. You had told him that you were going to go to the bathroom but you are taking too long and the idea that you went to the dance floor to dance with someone else makes his blood boil for some reason. But he ignored those thoughts, instead, he entertained himself by mentally criticizing the clothing of others, while he takes small sips of his soft drink.

In simple words, they wear rags and most of the women wear so little clothing that by his standards, they look like sluts. Although he himself didn't go overboard, he looks so out of place dressed in formal clothes that it makes him a little embarrassed.

But your presence brought him out of his thoughts, he felt relief when you approached even that made a small smile form on his lips. Before he can say a word to you, you were already asking him to dance. Which he refused at first...

No thanks, darling. You know I'm not good at dancing...

...Y será tu amor, y será tu amor. La luz que alumbre, a mi corazón. Primavera azul, brindaré yo a ti, para amarte...

Vergil heard part of the lyrics of the song that is playing now, although due to the language barrier he did not understand it. But its Latin rhythm is calmer and softer than the songs he heard before, which he feels and enjoys. So at your insistence, he reluctantly accepted.

Mmhg, good. But I will only dance this piece.