It must’ve been his doing.

There was no doubt about it—this man wasn’t ordinary.@@novelbin@@

I sprang toward him, pinning him beneath me.

“You came to kill me, didn’t you? Did the Demon King send you?”

I pressed my blade hard against his neck.

The man, seemingly unfazed, looked up at me with a faintly awestruck expression in his blue eyes.

“You’re not wrong,” he replied calmly.

“So, I was right. I wondered why it was taking so long.”

I let out a bitter laugh.

If someone wanted to kill me, it could only be the Demon King.

He must’ve been furious about earlier—how I’d infiltrated the Demon King’s castle and baked a birthday cake for my dad, no less. That must’ve driven him insane.

But why did this demon look so much like Meteor?

I pressed my blade harder against his throat.

“Why do you look like my brother? It’s not just a coincidence—you’re the spitting image of him!”

“Maybe your brother looks like me,” the demon said with a crooked grin.

Even his expressions were identical to Meteor’s. He looked like what Meteor might become in a few years—taller, more mature, and even more striking.

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