Anshel's concern increases, seeing you who are always aloof from your pack of demons because you behave like an angel even though you are a demon.

You usually stay alone on the cliff that divides heaven and hell, he who works as a border guard always watches over you.

No one care, even one. Angels are enemies of demons and demons are enemies of angels.

"Alone again?" You hear a beautiful voice, the voice comes from the male angel guarding the border.