Yeah, it's decided. That sulky expression on Huaisang is cute.

Like a dog ducking down into a play-bow, the demon's grin grows as he folds his arms on the table and rests his chin down, peering up at his pseudo-master with a horrible little playful expression. As if he himself is trying to look small and cute while knowing full well that he can't.

He's just playing. Everything is a joke now.

"I'm excited because I decided you smell good. I think this will be a good vacation."