Demons

I was waiting for the two to finish their call while I was still holding the brick of coke in my hands, but Jericho suddenly turned to me with a solemn expression before trying to fix his posture and appear decent. He even dusted off whatever was on his clothes and he cleared his throat for some reason.

He stared at me for a good five seconds without saying anything but he then let out a forced smile before opening his mouth.

"We'll meet later, Mr. Ishiyama. I hope I can show you my work again…"

'Mister?'

I replied promptly, "Yeah… but stop being formal."

"What?"

I chuckled as I shook my head, "It doesn't suit ya, just go as you normally would."

Jericho drooped his head low with a faint smile, "Ah— Ahaha… I guess…" then he scratched the side of his cheek, "B-But yeah, your prize is your prize, you get to keep it and do whatever you want with it."

"But our arrangement?"