"Well, this is sad." I say.

"Hehehehe!" The Minister laughs.

He smelled terrible... like fish bones. Fish bones... in the past of ancient texts that would symbolize a demon that hailed from the ocean like Leviathan. I walk forward. He was scribbling with his own fingernails and blood.

"Are you the minister?" I ask.

"Are you Akuma-Kun?" The Minister looks at me.

"Yes. Now are you the Minister?" I ask.

"I am a humble servant to him." The Minister cackles.

"To whom might I ask?" I cock my head.

"The one who devours. The one who speaks in rhyme." The Minister mutters.

"So basically, a crack?" I ask.

"That's not how I figured. He's obviously talking to a demon." Mephisto says.

"You just figured that out?" I look at him surprised. 

"What? You knew this whole time?" Mephisto asks me in surprise.

"Since before I laid eyes on him." I walk forward.

The Minister looks up at me.

"Oh he knows you. You killed... you killed..." The Minister starts.

"Killed who?" I ask.

"He will take you all! The age of peace will never come! He will devour it all!" The Minister cackles.

"This isn't making any sense." Mephisto says.

"It makes perfect sense to me." I turn. 

"Hey! Where are you going?" Mephisto asks.

"Come on we're done here." I say.

"What? Already?" Watari jumps in surprise.

"Yeah. I'm hungry. Mephisto let's get hotcakes." I say.

"Hotcakes? This is hardly the time!" Mephisto yelps.

"It's exactly the time. I say.