Asmodeus was testing a new product of lotion to his legs, evenly spreading and coating his skin. He happily hummed a song while he does his routine.

Taking off his facial mask and lightly tapping his cheeks, he looked himself to his mirror and smiled at the sight of him. Beautiful, flawless, and perfection.

A gentle knock to his door made his eyes shifted to the direction of it, asking in a sing-song and light voice,

"Who is it~?"