Chapter 157: Mystery of Zale's Death

'Oh god, that sounds so cringy. In my mind, it sounded much better,' he thought. 

Lucifer looked back at Caen as if he was watching a weird person. Dancing and Singing? Did this person really think he could be into playing, dancing, and singing after his past?

He hadn't even played a single game in the last five years. As for singing, he only sang a few times when he was much younger. It was when his mother sang children's songs with him. Dancing? Hell no! That was so embarrassing. 

"Ignore my examples. I know those were stupid. But yeah, what are your hobbies? Something that you find peace in doing?" Caen asked. 

"I have no hobbies. Unless you count watching the door in the small room where I was kept for five years," Lucifer replied softly as he glanced out the window.