Lucifer was seeing the lady hold the hand of Zale while requesting something. As she talked, she stood really close to Zale.
"The two seem really close. I wonder if the girl is proposing to the guy," Jestor commented, noticing the closeness of Zale and the lady.
"She's not. She's asking him to train her," Lucifer said. He could hear the conversation of Zale as he had sent a shadow near Zale to listen to the discussion.
"She wants to learn from your friend?" Jestor asked. "Is he a teacher?"
"She doesn't actually want to learn from him, genius. I know people like them really well. She just wants to get close to him to make him fall in love with her because he is a Variant."
"Not long before the girl approached him, a man approached us, talking about our marriage to his daughter. If I'm not wrong, this girl is the same daughter he talked about."
"Since his scheme didn't work, he sent his daughter here instead."
"Are you sure about that?" Jestor asked. "This seems like a really scummy thing to do. Using his daughter for some advantage?"
"That's the man right there," Lucifer said, pointing towards Joan. "See where he is looking. You'll understand if she's her daughter or not."
"He? Yeah, he is looking straight at the girl. I think you are right. Then again, why don't you just frighten the girl? This should be easy for you? I don't think she would dare to go against you."
"I can't. If I do that before him, he will start hating me and leave alone. I don't want him to leave me alone again." Lucifer glanced at Zale, sighing.
"You really are a complicated guy. I really don't understand you."
"Good thing. You don't need to understand me either. Just help me while I'm on the cruise, and I'll leave. We both get what we want. Isn't that right?" Lucifer asked.
"What do you want me to do?" Jestor asked Lucifer.
Lucifer was about to answer when he stopped as he noticed the woman hugging Zale tightly. "Hmm?"
She used the excuse of being over-excited now that he had agreed to teach her for as long as he was on the cruise.
"Sigh, who knew he was such a big simp in his younger days." Lucifer scratched the back of his head.
"Alright, Jestor. I have decided. I want to talk to her Father. Teleport him to me. Since he put her up to it, he can stop her as well, without forcing me to be the villain here."
"Alright." Jestor snapped his finger, making Joan disappear. Joan appeared in front of Lucifer along with his chair.
"Huh? What? What happened?" Joan was overwhelmed after going through a sudden teleportation.
"Don't worry. I've just made you change positions. You're still safe," Lucifer told Joan calmly. "At least until I decide to kill you."
"It's you!" Joan understood what had happened. "You two are working together."
"Working together...?" Lucifer asked, glancing at Jestor. "I guess you can say I'm taking some of his help since I don't want to cause a scene."
"Have you finally decided to take my offer of meeting my daughter for marriage?" Joan asked.
He still preferred Lucifer over Zale after seeing him in action. He wanted Lucifer to be his son-in-law if possible.
Hearing his words, Lucifer came to a sudden idea. A calm smile graced his lips. "That's right. I think I might actually be interested in marriage. I want to meet your daughter. Send her here so I could talk to her and get to know her."
"T-that's incredible! I will tell her right away!" Joan excitedly stood up and walked away.
"What are you doing? I thought you were going to threaten him?" Jestor asked.
"I have something between them threatening him. There were too many variables in issuing threats. Her daughter seems to be a very scheming person. Who knows what she might have told him after hearing I threatened her father."
"When I can take care of this situation much more easily, why be heavy handed."
"Whatever. It's fine as long as no one on the ship dies."
"Who said no one will die?" Lucifer asked, smirking.
He had finished eating already. He stood up, leaving half the food on the table. "Send the table back downstairs."
Jestor sent the table and the food to its original position.
"So, let's start right now. I'll show you some of the basic skills I learned as a human. Make sure to see carefully!"
Zale started showing his fighting skill to the woman.
"You understand?"
"I did. Let me try as well!" The woman followed the actions of Zale, but she intentionally made mistakes in her posture.
"You're doing wrong. You need to keep your waist straight and your chest high. Without balance, you won't be able to do anything."
"H-how? Can you correct my posture?" The woman asked like a person in need of help.
Zale walked behind the woman and placed his hand on her shoulder to pull her shoulders slightly back, but as soon as the woman realized that Zale was behind her, she took a subtle step back so that her back was rubbing against Zale, sticking tightly to him.
Zale stepped back as well to create more distance. "Don't move your feet and your body. Just stand still and let me correct your shoulder position!"
"Ah, sorry to intervene, but my dear daughter, can I talk to you alone?" Joan finally reached Zale and asked her daughter.
"Father? What do you need? I am a bit busy," the woman replied while gesturing to her father to leave.
"It's something really important. Please come with me." Joan held the hand of her daughter and started leaving. "Sir Zale, I'm sorry for the disturbance we caused you. But my daughter is going to be busy today. Please excuse us."
Zale remained behind, confused. He simply shrugged his shoulders before he started leaving as well.
Lucifer turned into a shadow, disappearing from the deck.
He appeared from another shadow right beside Zale. "There you are. The food is getting cold. Come fast."
He left with Zale, going back to the dining hall.
After Zale left with the shadow clone of Lucifer, the real Lucifer came out of the shadow, right beside Jestor.
"Can I ask you a question?" Jestor asked abruptly.
"What question?"
"I've seen you use many abilities. I wanted to ask you just how many abilities do you exactly have?"
"Much less than I would have had if I hadn't ended up here," Lucifer muttered, remembering about all the stocks of powers he had his team gather on the twenty-fourth floor.