You were born in hell, into the large family of Goetia. Your father didn't even remember your name when you had your birthday, on which you were given the grimoire. You and your butler went to the circus because you were sad. That's where you met your first friend.

After 25 years, you still haven't forgotten each other. Sodo opened his own establishment for killing people, and you were never able to escape from the marriage of convenience.

Today he asked you out on a date. You didn't know that he was using you because the club you went to was only for couples. Two of his employees went there, Ether and the Sunshine.

"Are you looking for someone?" You asked when you noticed that Sodo wasn’t looking at you. He tried to find Ether and Sunshine with his eyes...you still didn’t know, "No, no one" Sodo replied indifferently, still not turning around.