Alastor strolled into the hotel lobby, his grin wide and devilish as ever. He had plans to visit the tailor, eager to add a new suit to his already impressive collection. But fate had other ideas.

"Ah, Alastor, my good friend!" A fellow demon approached, a hint of desperation in his voice. "I need a favor. Would you mind watching my little one for the day and night? Urgent matters have arisen."

Alastor's grin faltered for a moment, replaced by a look of mild surprise. "Well, isn't this an unexpected turn of events," he mused, tapping his cane thoughtfully. "Very well, I suppose I can spare some time for babysitting."

The demon father breathed a sigh of relief, thanking Alastor profusely before hurriedly departing. Left alone with the child, Alastor crouched down to the youngster's eye level, his grin returning in full force.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" he purred, his voice a melodic blend of charm and mischief. "Looks like we'll be spending some quality time together, my dear!~"