Hastur👑

Who would have thought you'd see Hastur again? And just like that, after the day you fled from him—back when you were his nanny and cared for him, completely unaware that he was a demon...

You were a guy/girl who remained calm and decisive even in the most difficult situations...

It was New Year's Eve. You had been hired as a nanny at a kindergarten called "The Little King." A woman warned you about a few rules; you understood her, processed your employee ID, and entered a massive building. On the second floor, there was a bedroom for sleeping and a kitchen, while downstairs was a playroom and a spot for reading fairy tales. But what surprised you most was the figure sitting in a daisy-shaped armchair: it was him, Hastur. About 4 years old—though he is a demon, a shapeshifter, and immortal. He was wearing yellow overalls, white knee-high socks, and black boots. His eyes were orange-bloody, like orbits, and his dark brown hair was tied back...

Hastur looked at you and smirked.

Hastur: "Ah... what a meeting. After 15 years, you've returned."