"Answer yourself, 'hero', who are you and what business do you have in my domain?"
She zips past the stairs and appears right in front of me. She smells like dried up blood and a hint of lemon. Kinda a weird.. description. BUT she is looking at me with disgusted eyes. Looking down on me from the moment we meet. wow. Ill just tell her the truth.
"My name is Kami kaihosha. I died and was reincarnated into this world. Maybe as a gift from god or a prank from satan. I just want to live a normal life away from conflict and live well. I mean you and your people zero harm and would be very happy if you would just let me leave your domain without any bloodshed."
"Your insolence is amusing. What makes you think I'll allow you to leave without even a little scratch? You humans are always up to something sneaky or disgusting. Why would I ever? I hate humans. All of you are scum. What makes you think I won't just kill you right now for the way you have spoken to me?"
She looks at me with a deadpan expression, only shifting her hips when standing idle. I on the other hand, have been shaking like I just saw a ghost doing a trick on a unicycle. I'm absolutely terrified. I really don't want to die.
"Well, if you kill me, then another hero will just replace me eventually. But, how about this? If I promise to never harm you directly with my own hands, then would that suffice for you to let me leave?"
She looks revolted, but ponders for a moment.
Estria walks towards me and with her sharp nails makes a cut on her right palm and mine.
"OW WHAT WAS THAT FOR!!"
"It's a binding contract of blood. It makes it physically impossible to break the exact terms of the verbal contract. Say, 'by the rules of the world, I promise' and then your contract terms, then we shake hands, and it is done."
"BY THE RULES OF THIS WORLD, I PROMISE I WILL NOT DIRECTLY HURT ESTRIA THE DEMON TYRANT BY MY HANDS FOR AS LONG AS SHE DOESN'T WANT OR TRY TO KILL ME!"
"By the rules of this world, I promise not to kill the man known as kami kaihosha unless the world depends on his demise."
We shake hands and my hand starts to glow. A strange golden and red light begins to shine from the blood on our hands as they heal and seal up.
"Great, not kami, you will now be my lapdog for the next week."