"Do you really think that, Nanami-sama?" Mizutama asked with a kind and slightly pitying smile, and Nanami frowned. "Tomoe-dono is as much a demon as Akura Ou himself, you know."

Then she left, and Nanami looked at the steam rising from the teacup before her and tried not to remember vicious red eyes that looked . . . somehow different . . . only when they fell on Tomoe - and had gone lifeless and dull when Tomoe pointedly turned his back.