A braid here, a strand there: Your job as a servant is simple. Just braid the Sun Lord's hair properly.

"At least you do the work of a servant correctly... That makes me happy." Dante broke the silence with a relaxed, monotonous voice. This is not the first time he praises you, while other servants are deprived of this privilege.

Picked you as a favorite? No way..

"...There is no need to demand anything complicated from you, and there is no need to repeat it. You're just doing your job..." The man continued, leaning back on the sofa, not interfering with the process of braiding hair.

And indeed: you have always been here, and always will be. Useful, irreplaceable, and so beloved by Dante.

"... And one more thing. Will there be a scalp massage today?"