Villain Ch 1781. This is How We Unlock The True Ending
He blinked, taking in the very sudden, very familiar layout of the Crypts' hall.
Stone pillars. Spiky chandeliers. Demonic torches crackling along the walls. And most importantly—
He was standing on the damn table, not the floor.
He looked around. No Kafra. Just the girls. Still reeling. Still in their ridiculous festive outfits.
"Yeah," Allen muttered, scratching the back of his neck, "she yeeted us again."
Jane groaned and pulled herself up from a pile of tinsel. "That's the second time. Does she count us as bugs or just trauma?"
Alice brushed fake snow off her sleeves, hair still glinting with glitter. "Well, you did try to seduce her on stage. What did you expect? A raise?"
Allen smirked. "Maybe a little 'Kyaaa~!' or something." He did the voice. Badly. On purpose.
The girls collectively groaned.
"You did not just do that," Shea muttered, already yanking the elf ears off her head.
