A small smile returned to her face.
"I'll tell you about him."
Tina's eyes returned to the photograph in her hands. Her thumb brushed across the image of the black-haired young man standing beside her younger self, lingering on his smiling face.
"My brother was a Great Demon," she said quietly. "He was strong. Much stronger than me. But to me, he was just my stupid older brother."
Yuuta remained beside her, listening as Tina's smile gradually faded.
"Our family wasn't always like this. My father was a Lower Demon, and people like us rarely get good jobs in demonic society. Most of us work wherever someone is willing to take us."
She paused, remembering a time when things had been different.
"But my father got lucky. At least... that's what we thought."
Tina looked down at the photograph.
"He found work under Valthor."
Yuuta's expression shifted at the familiar name.
