"Hmph. Our mothers are old fashioned, washed off and forgotten relics," Kynos coldly replied, her voice dropping to a dismissive register. "Let us carve our own path, Tzadok-sama! We do not need to follow the outdated rules of people who are not even young anymore!"
Ouch, on behalf of all our mothers.
"Very well. If you insist, I would reconsider after you have confessed a billion times," I waved my hand dismissively, not taking her seriously at all.
I mean, it was an impossible number, a goal that would take lifetimes to achieve, and I was confident that she would never reach it.
"You swear?" Her voice perked up with sudden hope, and I could feel her excitement radiating through her grip.
"Hm? Yeah, something like that..." I answered casually, not realizing the demon I was talking to was actually getting ready to pass the test I set.
I had no idea that she was already counting confessions, already planning her strategy to reach that ridiculous number.
