*At stairways*
Diavolo: You can see that there are many paintings come throughout the history
Aimu: And why you want me to avoid that potrait of a lady ?
Lucifer: You don't want to get suck and appear at the castle's labyrinth
Aimu: Sounds painless to me
Diavolo: There's a giant snake
*Note-Lesson 7-12 and 7-17*
Aimu: Did it have fangs ? If it have no fangs then it won't be painful
Lucifer:*Sigh* What is wrong with your head ?
Aimu: Just my habit
*After that at kitchen*
Aikawa: Hi there
Aimu: Hey Aikawa. We meet again and this place has been smelling really good
Aikawa: Thanks. So ?
"How's your search ?"
Aimu:....*Sigh* Bad luck. This place is huge so I couldn't find it. Plus, they were busy and they might suspect me
Aikawa: I see...well ? I supposed that you should wait during night time when everyone is asleep. That will be easier. I can help you if you want
Aimu: Are you sure ?
Aikawa: We already done half of desserts. We will continue it tomorrow
Aimu: Alright cool. I will be at the hall to help others *Walk away*
*At hall*
Few Little Ds:*Cleaning the place*
Little D no.2:*Arrange some plates then look at Mammon* Papa !
Mammon: I told you don't call me that
Little D no.2: I just wanna ask if Lucifer is okay ?
Mammon: Ah. He's fine I guess...he looks abit tired lately. Maybe he was nervous ? Idk-
Aimu:*Arrive* What are you talking about ?
Mammon: Just typical Lucifer. We were worried but he always assured us that he is fine
Aimu:.....
*During night time*
Aimu:*Went out from the guest room quietly and walk away*
*At stairways*
Aikawa: On time
Aimu: Yeah-*Hear a muffle voice* ???
Aikawa: Hm ?...*Point at one of the potrait* There
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Obey Me!: Withered Memory
Fanfiction"Memories are something important in humans's live. It's a thing we can use to remember all things happen in the past. Both good and bad. Yet, humans can't see other human's memories. But there are *some* people who can see the memories...." ...
