At his sixteenth birthday party, Lux joins a chat group. Having had no friends since childhood, he longs for a sincere and passionate friendship. He thinks he can make his wish come true, but before he knows it, he is drifting farther and farther from it...
Underworld Goddess: Lux, flowers have bloomed in the Underworld. There are flowers in my Underworld now, too. Thank you...
Oeyama Demon King: I really want to pull out Master’s bones and soak them in wine, then lick them clean to the very marrow, without leaving a single drop.
Worst Elf: Ara ara... Hehehe, you mustn’t be unfaithful, Lux-kun. Unfaithful people have to swallow a thousand needles.
Seventeen-Year-Old Beauty: You clearly stole my heart, yet you keep denying it. You really are a scumbag, Lux-kun.
