No sound came for a moment. No movement, no grunting, nothing. But then Amaimon's monotone voice called out through the door, easily loud enough for the werewolf boy to hear.
Opening the door, Ion enter the demon's room and closed the door behind him, furry tail starting to wag. He had worried for a moment his master was away unexpectedly.
Amaimon was lounging sideways on his bed, feet up and a bored look on his face. His eyes lit up when he spotted Ion and motioned with a claw for him to approach.
Ion approached, a smile coming to his face at Amaimon's response to his presence. It made him happy to see that he could make his owner happy. "I'm well, Master. And you? Did I keep you waiting?"
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"Come in, pet."
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"How are you tonight, my pet?"
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