Underworld
Five Days Before Grim Reaper Disciple Tournament
"Leonora! Come out!" Asmodea banged the door angrily.
She couldn't believe she, the 14th ranked Grim Reaper, had become a nanny to her lazy disciple.
If it was anyone else, Asmodea would've whipped and ordered them to take their job seriously.
But she couldn't do that with Leonora.
Why?
Because Leonora was too competent!
Recently, she was the 1st ranked on the scoreboard of Grim Reaper disciples for the maximum amount of escaped souls caught.
She was lazy, but competent!
"Open the door, Leonora! Or I'm going to smash it open–"
The door creaked open. Asmodea lowered her gaze, and saw a cat standing on two legs opening the door.
"Where is she?" Asmodea asked.
"M-Master is… sleeping." Paw scratched her cheek, knowing what was about to happen.
"Why is she sleeping?"
"She was playing the VR games for weeks and got too tired."
"What?"
Asmodea's pupils shrunk to the size of needles.
