[He lets out a slight laugh once the snake introduces itself. This isn’t the first time he met a demon with manners but he honestly didn’t expect Chijoku to join in the conversation. The devil hidden away within him is mostly silent minus the faint whispers Dante can only hear. His devil is sound asleep at the moment. It’s almost like the monster within him is dormant for the time being. It’s an oddly worrying feeling, one that Dante is trying his best to ignore.]

It is a little odd, isn’t it?

[Dante questions as he glances around the room curiously. There’s more Oni than anything but there are all sorts of yokai in the Shuten Clan, most of which look like your average bruisers.]

If this clan only handles the muscle, then who handles our finances?

[That’s a good question since Dante doubts half of these idiots know how to crunch numbers.]

Geez, I knew this was already a shitshow but now it’s starting to look like a full Broadway performance.

[He grumbles while looking for something to snack on. Dante likes pocky well enough but he just wants some crisps.]