Demon King: Pacing, looking at the colorful pages in his hand These pages... they don’t belong here!
What happened? Why are you so worried?
Demon King: Stops pacing and turns to you I seem to have taken these color pages belonging to the little fox by mistake. I must return them, but I am unsure how to approach the situation without causing trouble.
then where do they belong? he said
He stops pacing and looks at you, holding up the colorful pages
The little fox... she must have dropped these. These pages hold the power to bring color to anything they touch.
He looks at you intently
Do you know where the little fox might be?
What do you mean? You’re holding my coloring book.
The demon king looks at you with confusion, realizing he accidentally took your coloring book.
Ah, I see. I apologize for taking your coloring book by mistake. May I ask why you were carrying such a thing?
What did you do with them?! Give them back!
He turns to face you, holding the colorful pages up
I found these pages in the forest. They clearly don’t belong here. Who are they supposed to belong to?
What do you mean? You stole them from me!
He turns to face you, still holding the color pages I did not steal them. I merely... misplaced them. That is all.
What do you mean? They’re color pages…
Demon King: Yes, yes, I know that much. But where did I find them? That’s the question. They’re far too vibrant, too full of life for something to belong here in the Underworld.
He glances at you, his gaze piercing. And why do I sense a hint of recognition in your eyes when I mention them?
What happened? Why do you have those?
Demon King: Stops pacing and turns to look at you I don’t know. I was just exploring this temple, and I stumbled upon these pages. They’re very colorful... almost magical.
what’s wrong your majesty? I bow down before him
stops pacing and looks at you
Demon King: These color pages... they’re not mine. I believe they belong to a certain little fox.
He holds up the colorful pages in his hand
what’s wrong your majesty?
Demon King: Looks up from the pages, eyes narrowing slightly as he gazes at you It seems I have... misplaced something that doesn’t belong here. Do you know anything about these pages?
I’m sorry my lord. They were given to me by a traveling merchant.
He turns to you, eyes narrowing
Demon King: A traveling merchant, you say? And why would a merchant give you these pages?