FBI wants help... HAHAHA

"I JUST WOKE UP, DAMN IT! CAN'T I GET A SECOND OF PEACE?!" Paimon shouted irritably—after all, dealing with humanity wasn't exactly her strong suit. 

"Ah… what the fuck..." Vergil let out a heavy sigh. "Well... time to decide. Do we deal with them diplomatically, or do we start a massacre?" 

"I vote massacre." Sapphire raised her hand. 

"Same. But can we listen first and then kill them?" Katharina said, approaching and joining the couch, where Roxanne and Ada seemed... completely indifferent. 

"How about, for once in our lives, we don't start a bloodbath first thing in the morning?" Raphaeline crossed her arms. 

"Vergil, darling, I think it's up to you." Stella shrugged. 

"For fuck's sake..." He rubbed his face with both hands and grumbled. "Okay, let's go over the facts." Vergil turned to Viviane, crossing his arms. "Why the hell are the FBI and Interpol after us?" 

Before Viviane could even answer, he shot a suspicious look at Paimon.