Moxie is a blind idiot.

The imp complains while the demoness opposite treats his hand. Blitz looks at the torn coat at the owl and sighs. It was a new coat!

And this fucking owl I'm fucking for this grimoire.

He rolled his eyes, and then seemed to understand what he said and quickly hugged the demoness.

But I still love you. It's for business.

Brushing this off, Blitz took the remote control and, continuing to hug the demoness, turned on the TV. It was some kind of stupid show.

Because of this Moxie and his crookedness, I tore my coat and we were almost killed by that crazy family of psychos!

The demon grumbles, hugging his girl and laying his head on her chest.