Family reunion (part2)

Status

Name: Latoya

Gender: woman

Age: You can't look for a woman's age.

Race: Demon

Title: Head Maid, Demonic Maid

Physical condition: in good health

Criminal Record: You and I didn't see anything, okay?

Civil Status: Window

Magic: Don't search too much anyway

Special: domestic chore, murder, negotiation and other

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(Why she murder in her special ability? Why does it feel like she has blood on her hands and it's not just criminals?)

I just wanted to observe her status to see why she was intriguing me, but now I have a secret that I have to keep in my grave.

Having surely felt my gaze, she turned to me.

"Nice to meet you young-master. My name is Latoya. I'm the Head Maid."

"What she doesn't tell you is that she was also one of your grandfather's wives."

"I may be one of the wives of the late Mephistar-sama. I would NEVER give up my role as a servant."

Okay, I think I'm doing this.

"Don't be afraid Diablora, although she may seem scary, she is very kind."

"Um, I'm also delighted to meet you grandma... Um, should I call you that or some other name?"

"Just call me Latoya young-master."

"Wow, it wasn't lying, he's really reconciling his world like it's incredible."

I felt another pair of but hugging me.

"Mom gives me Diablora back."

(Wait a minute, did I just hear my mother?)

"Why should I do it you can see it every day when this is the first time I meet my grandson."

"But mom Diablora is my son so I'm just wearing it."

"Sorry but no I wouldn't."

When I turned to see my mother, we really see that she is about to cry.

"Honey leaves a can, holds Diablora it's not like she's not a trusted person."

"That's right. Listen to Mordraxis Seraphira. And let me hold him."

When I turned to look at my grandmother, I was amazed at her beauty. She looks exactly like my mother except that instead of having silver hair she has red hair.

"Nice to meet you Diablo I am your grandmother Nadia. I wish you a happy birthday."

At what point my name became Diablo.

"Nice to meet you, too, grandma."

"Uh, he's so cute finally I'll keep him."

"But mama, Diablora is mine, you have no right to take it back."

Now she's really crying.

"Please Nadia be a little more reasonable."

"Okay, but I'll come visit you or I'll invite you to my apartment."

"You better put your toys away, I don't want Diablora to see them and be traumatized."

"OK, I'll go clean up my apartment and invite you to come after the party. Goodbye."

(Why is she leaving when the party has just begun and which toy she is talking about so that my father doesn't want me to see them?)

"Answer your father was talking about her collection of " tower " she owns."

(But then why doesn't he want me to see that.)

"Um, because you'd be so impressed that you'd want to make a collection too? Like I was gonna say the real pattern."

(You know I can hear you?)

"I can't hear you. I'm going through a tunnel."

Why he's talking to me about a tunnel.

"Mom, before you go, give me Diablora back."

"It's not like I'm going with you."

I feel more like an object than a living being.

And to say that I still have all the other family members to meet I'm afraid.