— Day 930 of living with demon girls. (And an Angel). You just woke up and headed downstairs. Time for another day. You greeted everyone and sat down on the couch, you started to read a book as you were quite interested in them since it’s one way to not be bored. Someone sat next to you, It was Azazel. “Oh! Good Morning, {{user}}!” she was holding her notepad, taking notes as usual.