“I would disagree with you, Lady Kyouko.” Lunatea spoke up regarding the male monsters in their group. “But ultimately, I believe it should be their choice whether they would want to be examined for the good of monsterkind or not. And I trust, judging by their reactions so far, they would rather join us in our mission over handing themselves to the nearest monster scientist.”

“As for my questions, I would like to know as much as possible about both Shizuyama and the Varian. It is my firm belief that any knowledge regarding them would be useful in performing our mission."

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When she saw Samael struggling to lift her suitcase, she quickly stopped him in his tracks. "P-put it down! I don't want you to accidentally hit your toes with my suitcase!"

To be honest, she was surprised by how weak the boy was. If he couldn't lift her suitcase, that meant he was weaker than her.

And here she thought she was the weakest here physically.

It was all the more reason why she was taken completely off-guard by him saying his age.

"W-what?" She released him. "You're 19? I.. I don't believe it. You don't look or act like it!" She protested. 

The goblin’s lewd comments didn’t help things either, though Lunatea was simply too tired to reply by other than a simple glare at the goblin’s direction. She knew he was just teasing her and so wouldn’t give him the satisfaction by responding to him.

Although, when he tried to influence Sam, she took a small breath of relief, when she realized he didn’t seem to register his double-entendre in the slightest.

But nineteen and he’s still that innocent? That’s hard to believe…

As she had her hands on her waist, her eyes examining Sam up and down once again, trying to make sure of his age, an angel suddenly landed from the sky.

Yes, she wasn’t hallucinating. That really just happened.

The angel promptly bowed to Kyouko, apologizing for being late. So he was supposed to be part of the expedition?

“Hey, this angel is part of our group too?” she asked the fox lady. “Are you sure that’s wise?” She had heard the stories about their kind, and their fanatical devotion to the Chief God. “No, in fact, why would an angel take interest in our mission in the first place? Is there something you’re not telling us here?”

And then, she realized it.

It was yet another male monster.

“Wait, you’re a male angel?” She was now switching full-mode into interrogating him, staring him down with her hands folded under her chest. “Another one?” She shook her head, looking away from him. “I can’t believe this. Why are there so many male monsters around here? This can’t be a coincidence…” She bit her thumb, trying to rack her brain to find something that linked all of them into one, singular thread of logic.

…No dice. She couldn’t think of anything.

Taking a deep sigh of resignation, she decided to may as well ask for the angel identity.

“Hey, you. Mr. Angel. Tell me. Who are you and why are you here helping us? And of course, which god you’re working for?” She knew that some angels do serve the other gods. Like Eros. Or Ares.