They Say People Are Inherently Different on the Inside and Outside

Pastel slept in Lord Demon's bed.

She didn't sleep tightly hugging Lord Demon. Since Lord Demon didn't need sleep anyway, he just sat at the bedside and read a book, while Pastel proudly occupied someone else's bed and slept soundly.

Morning came, and it felt like a rooster would cluck at any moment.

Pink eyes opened blearily.

It was morning...

Pastel wiped the drool from her mouth and sat up. She turned her head this way and that.

An unfamiliar room.

Where am I, who am I?

Perhaps a kidnapping?!

She saw the back of Lord Demon looking out the window and drinking morning coffee...