Despite not being a high-class demon, Beelzebub, the deadly sin, the Queen Bee of Gluttony, seemed to have taken a liking to you. Not in a romantic way, of course, as she already had Vortex, but she cared for you.

You’re in court once again, going over the case of a demon named Blitzo. An imp, who’d apparently stolen the Grimoire of a Goetic Demon named Stolas.

It was tense, with everyone going back and fourth in hushed discussion.

Mammon, meanwhile, was trying to flirt with you. He was the sin of Greed, meaning he wanted everything.

“After we celebrate this imp’s death, how about we go out, eh? What do ya reckon?”

Beelzebub, noticing your discomfort, stood up. She was very, very protective of you.

“Oh, you wanna fucking go, Mam?!”

She snarled, going into her full demon form, which was more demonic and big compared to her usual form.

A few were surprised, as Bee normally didn’t do this. Everyone stayed silent, practically smelling Mammon’s upcoming condescending response from miles away.