44- Jackpot
Twenty three…
All she had to do was strike a nerve, a pleasant one, and she would be in.
Twenty four…
Twenty five…
Twenty six…
She'd tried colors, animals, foods, hobbies and pastimes, but none of them seemed to even so much cause him to twitch.
Twenty seven…
Asking about his childhood memories had chilled the air so she considered that a taboo subject.
Twenty eight…
For now, anyway.
Twenty nine…
What would a great demon lord like to talk about?
Thirty…
And…
Ah. Of course.
"So just how powerful are you?"
Hook, line, and...
One…
Two…
"Hn."
Sinker.