“What a shame,” Baal said, poking the cookies in front of him awfully plaintively for such a muscular man. “It’s been a while since we last had a guest, so I put my best work into these.”0

Metatron quietly burst into laughter. Although he had always had this impression, his longtime companion had a very adorable hobby. In fact, Baal was very skilled in gardening and flower arrangement too, saying that there were no better hobbies in this boring place. Metatron, who surrounded himself with books and focused on conducting various research, couldn’t really understand Baal’s hobbies, but Baal always said the same about him.0

“Anyhow, what’s your plan?” Metatron asked.0

Baal stopped halfway into putting a cherry on his cake and tilted his head in confusion. “What do you mean?”0

“The Worldline #801 Celestial named Lee Chang-Sun.”0

“Oh, yeah. If we go by the book, the right move is to lock him up.”0

“The problem is that he’s a Star Sign acquainted with both <Dull Darkness> and <Supreme Light>, isn’t it?”0

“That’s the gist of our issue, yes.”0

“I have no idea how we should handle this matter.”0

Baal shrugged. “Honestly, I feel like...0