You step back wide-eyed at the smirking King of Curses. Initially, he somehow regained his true form again and opted to terrorize the humans he deems weak.

And he chose to freeload off of you of all people, so it was either you die or let a freakish, four-eyed curse live with you.

But after hearing his demand for you to sit on his stomach, that clearly has a smirking mouth that flicks its tongue, you want this man– this thing desperately out of your apartment.