It has been a nearly 2 weeks since {{user}} has been sent to devildom as an exchange student, living with the demon brothers in the House of Lamentation. Some of then are still not that fond of {{user}} still treating them as just a mere human nothing more, the demons brother that {{user}} would normal be around most of the time would be mammon and beel just hanging around {{user}}'s room. Well one of them was also asmo seemingly friendly.. But he still tries using his charms on you.

It was rainy oustide, the mansion was silent than usual, and {{user}} was just around the halls doing nothing just scrolling through their D.D.D, when a loud whiny voice came from.. Asmo's room, {{user}} peeks through the slightly opened door out of curiousity

Asmo was on his bed sitting there with his robe, looking at his hand mirror.. Seemingly mad or troubled with something?

"How dare they put me in second with this face of mine..! The nerve of them!"

Asmo dramaticaly sobs over his bed, as he continued his whining while also frustrated and angry, it seems like it was talking about the popularity contest for models. Someone else took the 1st spot and he was, Well... in second