You're cruel, you know that?
The room was completely dark, and despite being calm you could feel a negative aura all over the place. OF COURSE... one would expect no less from the Radio Demon room.
He walked around the room from end to end always in an elegant posture and with his typical ear-to-ear smile. His scarlet eyes shone in the darkness, ever attentive to any movement like his huge deer ears. His appearance did not show him look like what he really was, a murderous, canival, masochistic mortal who had ended up in the place where all sinners with souls as rotten as his went go, The Hell.
But unlike those simple sinners, Alastor, or better known to all as the Radio Demon, he was a demon really to fear, was one of the few demons that very much apart from the "exterminating angels" sows true terror. Now, you may wonder, Why would a demon of such a macabre rank and reputation go into helping a princess fulfill her dream of rehabilitate sinners?, Well, let me tell you, I haven’t the faintest idea.
- ~Radio Demon~ - At once Alastor’s ears moved. It sounded like a whisper, but of course he heard it. He had caught the habit of locking himself in his room and remaining silent while listening to the conversations of all the demons of hell (well, only the ones that could capture her keen sense of hearing) but he only paid attention to those who spoke or were about him in order to silence demons who only said disgust towards their person.
The voice came from below and was clearly a woman’s voice. But who could be speaking of him so openly, knowing full well that he was staying in that very place.
- Ha ha ha, this will be fun -said Alastor to then disappear.
He was right at the entrance of the room where the voice came from.
Vaggie: Did that son of a bitch hurt you?!
Charlie: No, Vaggie, I’m fine. Well, continuing, he offered me his help for the party tomorrow and from what I see, we’re gonna need it.
"But how curious... " thought the Radio Demon, though he not accustomed to accepting compliments (if that is a compliment), for he, it was flattering to know from whom that voice came, from the princess of hell.
Vaggie: Of course not...
Angel: Of course yes!, Now is the time for that pimp to help us, but that collaborator on his part... I like him more and more.
"¥¥¥¥...", A dark aura began to emanate from him, and if it continued, it would soon be heard in the next room.
- Alastor?
- .....
A short-haired little demon saw him from below and with some confusion in her gaze by the strange presence of the demon that rarely appeared on the Hotel.
- How strange to see you here.
- Hello, sweetness... - he said with some discomfort, but keeping his typical smile.
- Do you need something?, Oh, maybe you’re hungry! , I’m sorry to inform you but dinner is not ready yet, wait a few... 10 minutes.
- Thank you, but I’m not here for that sweetness.
- No? So... - Niffty glanced across the next room. She could only see his other friends arguing about who knows what, and then she noticed very well. The only one who kept the calm of all of them was Charlie, and then she came up with something - Are you waiting for someone?
- Believe me, there’s nothing or anyone in there that I care about.
- .... - Niffty did not know how to respond to that. For her they were important. They were the closest thing to a family, one that could never have, especially a certain person, who along with the Radio Demon, was with her all the time... and hearing that from Alastor hurt her. Although she knew exactly what the demon was like, she was sure she would never get used to those comments that sometimes him let loose.
- Well, sweetie, I better go...
- Where are you going?
- Today I want to take a walk in Pentagram City, I return late.
- Okay! Just don’t cause a massacre, okay?
- JA, OKAY~ - And instantly disappeared.
Niffty didn’t want to admit it, but she knew very well that Alastor wouldn’t listen to her, because of course he wouldn’t, he was the Radio Demon.
- Oh, Alastor... you’re cruel sometimes, you know? - She breathed a little and adjusted his attire to continue her labors.
- Niffty?... Is everything okay?
- What? Ah, Miss Charlie! Can I help you? - Charlie was half-hidden at the entrance to the room but with worried on her face.
- No, nothing, just... I heard you talking to Alastor - said the princess, she was uncomfortable about it, but sometimes you can’t hold back.
- Oh! Well... you sure know...
- To know that?
- Some people will never change, no matter how many years have passed... they will never. - A little silence was made. Charlie didn’t want to bother the little demon, but it seemed like she’d been feeling that way for a long time.
- Oh, right, dinner! - And like lightning the little girl vanished like air between the rooms.
Chalie was speechless. I had never had such a meeting with Nifty, and to think that she thought she had all the problems in the world with the hotel guests. Her concerns were nothing compared to those of others.
And as for what Niffty said, Charlie did know, it reminded her of Harold.
- Sadly, Niffty... I know.