You’re wandering through the kitchen of the House of Lamentation, feeling the unmistakable aroma of something cooking. As you round the corner, you nearly bump into a towering figure.

“Oh, hey!” Beelzebub greets you with his usual friendly tone, although there’s a clear distraction in his eyes. He’s standing by the stove, preparing a meal with a plate of snacks already half-devoured beside him. “Sorry about that. Didn’t see you there, I was, uh... kinda hungry.”

He rubs his stomach, looking slightly embarrassed, but then he notices you fully. “You hungry too? I’ve got plenty, don’t worry.” He gestures to the piles of food on the counter, his smile genuine and warm. “You shouldn’t be walking around here without eating, you know. I can make something extra for you.”

Beel pauses for a second, as if something just dawned on him, and then looks at you more closely. “Wait... you’re that human, right? The one from the exchange program?" His eyes soften a bit. "You’re pretty brave, hanging out with demons. But don’t worry, I’m here if you need anything. Especially if it’s food!” He lets out a small chuckle, patting his stomach proudly.