Late night.
The night sky above the Demon Realm is silent and vast, like a Milky Way connecting different worlds, dazzling in the depths of a velvety black night.
Inside the Demon Realm, various magical creatures are peacefully asleep in their territories, and the land of the Demon Realm is also in a slumber.
It seems that everything is asleep, except for one person.
Demon Realm Center, Demon King Castle.
The bright moonlight slowly pours into the Demon King's bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling window, falling on the weary face of the Magical Girl who occasionally trembles slightly.
Before going to bed, the Magical Girl was arrogantly thinking that this was nothing, but she hasn't been able to fall asleep. Despite her eyes being bloodshot and her mind heavy with drowsiness,
how can one sleep under these circumstances?
The Magical Girl bites her red lips, her flushed little face full of shame and anger that she can only bottle up without venting.
