The Sixth Maid (2)

Chapter 85: The Sixth Maid (2)

"I don't know… what kind of a person I really am, you know?" Beelzebub faintly smiled and quickly raised his finger to put it on Gloria's lips as she wanted to tell him what she thought of him. "That's… what I must figure out on my own. I don't want to see the world in the wrong colors just because I met a few wrong people. Ugh, that embarrassing side of me… was because I understood that only my father was a proper figure. The man that… I barely remember."

If he had someone to follow, an older existence with proper principles, then David believed he would have had an easier time fighting his demons.

"I want to know more about your father, Beel." Gloria tucked her tails into her clothes and properly sat down as though she was preparing to learn about her in-laws to not disappoint them.

Beelzebub faintly smiled and shared a few principles that his father had implanted within him.