His Majesty the Demon Lord, despite reviewing documents, had no Inner Official beside him to hand him a brush; he alone ground the ink, washed the brushes, and added tea and incense.
The vast inner hall allowed only the company of a single cat, no other.
He rose at dawn to review documents, continuing until the Golden Crow sank below the horizon, while in the west the daylight lingered beyond.
The Female Demon Lord rubbed her sore wrists, closed the documents, and decided to take her cat out of the hall to catch some wind and stroll.
Although the scenery of the Demon World was predominantly grim and there was nothing much to see, she knew of an old mountain that was excellent for stargazing, where one could observe the stars of the Mortal World's east.
The cat seemed to have enjoyed it previously.
Little did Baili An realize that because of the Demon Lord's sudden whim, he would suffer an undue disaster.
