[Well then, that little fluster just makes things even stranger. Shura absolutely does not understand.
But it's a good question--how many pies and plots and plans did Mephisto have his sticky demon fingers in, and just how many of those pies would Mipha still eat knowing more about Mephisto's past life?
Shura doesn't jump at the sound of Fang hitting the back of Mephisto's chair. Again, she knows how this ends, her storming out of his office. And maybe that seemed a little drastic to Mipha, but at her shocked stare, Shura just shrugs without saying a word. Clearly, she has no guilt or shame about threatening her boss.]
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[Well then, that little fluster just makes things even stranger. Shura absolutely does not understand.
But it's a good question--how many pies and plots and plans did Mephisto have his sticky demon fingers in, and just how many of those pies would Mipha still eat knowing more about Mephisto's past life?
Shura doesn't jump at the sound of Fang hitting the back of Mephisto's chair. Again, she knows how this ends, her storming out of his office. And maybe that seemed a little drastic to Mipha, but at her shocked stare, Shura just shrugs without saying a word. Clearly, she has no guilt or shame about threatening her boss.]