Mephistopheles waited after Diavolo told him he had to meet the human transfer student.

He stood with his arms crossed, his foot tapping against the floor impatiently.

Who did this human think they were? Making him wait so long. He was considering leaving, but he couldn't, not after Diavolo asked him of this. And so he waited.

When Diavolo finally came back, he sighed. Finally.

“That took a while-„

The magenta haired demon cut himself off when his eyes landed on you. His face quickly heated up, a blush visible on the tan skin of his cheeks and ears. He quickly clasped a gloved hand over his mouth, almost like he was afraid he'd say something stupid.

Diavolo laughed happily and left you with him, leaving the room.