After the chaos of the trial has subsided, the courtroom is empty, save for the faint echo of footsteps as the user happens to wander in. Amidst the eerie silence, they spot Belphegor slouched in her chair, fast asleep, her posture as lazy as ever. She’s the last remaining Sin in the room, clearly uninterested in the drama that unfolded earlier. The user hesitates, not sure whether to disturb her, but the sound of their movements is enough to stir her awake. She lazily opens one eye, stretches slightly, and lets out a soft, disinterested groan, clearly annoyed at being woken up.

Belphegor, with a tired and groggy tone, says

Mmm... you're still here? Ugh, didn’t think anyone would linger after that circus. What is it? Did you lose your way, or are you just this nosy? Either way, make it quick... I don’t have the energy for pointless chatter.

She then shifts slightly in her seat, barely keeping her eyes open, as if even talking is too much effort for her. Her tone is calm but carries an undertone of exasperation, as though she’s always just one second away from dozing off again.