After a short journey, the nun arrived at the mountaintop in no time. As the first person on the continent to ride a harpy, she sincerely believed that the harpy leader was kind-hearted and had soft feathers...

"Here, the boss lives inside here. I've brought you here, now go inside and see him yourself," said the harpy as the nun dismounted from its back. The nun carefully surveyed the cave entrance that lay before her. Without the torches hanging on the walls, the inside of the cave would be pitch black.

"Thank you for your help, dear harpy. I will go in now!" The torches emitted light, serving as guiding markers for the nun's path. Although the cave she was now in might not be very deep, the path itself was extremely narrow.

As she made her way towards the deepest part of the cave, the nun couldn't help but wonder about the leader of the demon race. Could he have only one large eye on his face? Or perhaps he naturally had four or five heads and seven or eight arms? The nun believed she should be mentally prepared. Otherwise, if she were to react in a frightened and inappropriate manner upon meeting the leader, it would greatly hurt his self-esteem.

Finally, the sheep-like girl set foot into the Boss's room, greeted by a bright light that was unfriendly to her vision. The crystal used for illumination lit up the room, replacing the previously dim ambiance with countless comforting rays of light. The soles of the nun's shoes were relatively thin, so when she stepped onto the animal skin rug on the ground, her feet immediately felt comfortable, as if they were standing on a layer of sponge.

"Just this room alone is bigger than my house..." The nun looked around with her head tilted back. She didn't pay attention to the road in front of her, causing her knee to collide with a hard object shortly after, abruptly halting her progress. If she were to lower her head just a little, she would see that she had bumped into a large bed, with her knee hitting the edge of the mattress.

Since she had encountered the bed, it was only natural that she would see the person lying on it. It was a figure lying face down, appearing very much like a human male. But how could there be humans in the place where demons lived?

"While I don't think it's very probable, could this person be the boss of the demons?" wondered the nun. "Huhuhu..." A snoring sound responded to the nun's speculation. Based on the volume, she guessed, "Could it be that I took too long on the road, and the boss got impatient and fell asleep?"

"I'm not asleep!" The nun felt embarrassed by her tardiness, and at this moment, a male voice resounded through the room. Then, she saw the person lying on the bed, motionless with his legs propped up by one arm, hand supporting the side of his head as he slowly turned towards her.

"I wasn't asleep, just had nothing to do and decided to lie in bed, close my eyes, and suddenly felt like snoring." The male person pushed his black hair, which had fallen to one side of his face, back to his shoulder, and turned his half-faced profile towards the nun. "Oh, the little harpy mentioned that a woman intended to meet me, and you're standing in front of me with no one else around... Could that foolish woman be you?"

"Ah, you must be the leader of the demons? Nice to meet you! Also, I don't consider myself foolish." "I say you're foolish, and arguing won't change that."

Suddenly, the male person threw off the covers, stood up from the bed in a sideways motion, and stood straight in front of the opposite sex.

"Oh, your clothes!" cried the nun, reflexively covering her eyes with her hands.

She wasn't pretending to avoid looking, nor was she peeking through the gaps between her fingers. She genuinely covered her eyes tightly with both hands.

"Clothes?" The man looked at himself.

"Yeah, I'm used to doing whatever I want and sometimes I don't wear clothes in my room."

"Please put on your clothes."

"Why are you so flustered, silly girl? I'm just not wearing a shirt, at least I still have my pants on, right?"

"Please put on your clothes!"

The man found the young girl in front of him really troublesome.

But since he had a guest, he, a man of similar age to the nun, had to comply with her wish and put on the fur outfit.

"I put on my clothes, is that okay now? Now please open your eyes."

"Are you telling the truth, or are you tricking me?"

"I'm telling the truth."

"Are you really telling the truth?"

"Come on, open your eyes quickly."

The skeptical nun cautiously moved her hands away from her eyes and looked straight ahead.

At that moment, the man opened his unbuttoned (after all, it was fur) shirt and once again revealed his chest to the opposite sex to see!

"You're lying to me, this is outrageous, you have no integrity!"

As he watched the intensely reacting girl, the man began to feel that there would be some fun mischief in the near future.