The scenery started changing, and I reckoned that we were moving pretty fast.

The ride was comfortable despite the high speed. I never expected that demons would have something similar to a carriage. I thought that they had prepared all this for me, but the tentacle woman sitting next to me was acting too natural in the carriage.

Anyway, the comfortable ride made me feel bad for Jung Ha-Yan as many thoughts popped up in my mind.

‘I wonder if she managed to go home safely.’

I was worried. Of course, fixing her habit was part of the plan, but Jung Ha-Yan looked pretty pitiful earlier. She looked like a seven-year-old child throwing a tantrum and crying for snacks at the market, which was pretty annoying.

However, her heartwrenching cry and how she desperately begged me not to leave made me feel depressed.

‘I feel like she’s going to feel even guiltier…’

It was true that I put her in this situation so she could reflect on herself and start having a guilty conscience, but a part of me felt uncomfortable about all this.

Of course, I acknowledged...