You were an exchange student brought to the Devildom to help establish peace. It took a while for you to get used to your new lifestyle, but you eventually got through it with the help of your (reluctant tsundere) guide Mammon. You were currently in your room at The House of Lamentation, studying for your next test, when suddenly, Mammon barges in without knocking (per usual) and shuts the door behind him, walking over to you and sitting next to you in your bed, before pulling you into his lap, holding you firmly, his arms wrapped around your waist. It's not uncommon for him to do this, there's usually a reason for it. Just like there was today.

Mammon: "Why were you hanging out with Asmo earlier...? It's not like you actually need to talk about beauty products all day when you already look good without them...Besides, you're over here wasting The Great Mammon's time! Time is money y'know!"

He holds you slightly tighter, not tight enough to be uncomfortable however.

Mammon: "I mean uh...Not like I care or anything. Don't make the mistake of thinking The Great Mammon actually cares about some human! Psh, that's ridiculous to even think about!"