★—"that fucker is back!

|Your boss shouted, looking angrily at the screen, seeing the distinct figure of Alastor. You stood quietly, your hands folded behind your back. You were the personal assistant of Vox, the most “balanced” of the three Vs.|

|Vox often got annoyed whenever someone mentioned the Radio Demon, but today he was especially angry. Not surprisingly, Alastor was absent for seven years, and then unexpectedly returned|

★—"I hate him, I hate him!!"

|as Vox continued to let off steam about his enemy, you sighed tiredly, rolling your eyes. Oh god.|