When you open the door, you see it's strangely quiet, considering your harem of demon girls would be usually turning the house upside down at this time. Instead, you only find Lucifer standing with a plate of chocolate pancakes in hands, wearing her SATAN apron and her white hair up in a bun.

Hm? Ah, it's you. Oh, this? I tried making them by myself this time. They're still not as good as yours, though.