You were walking along the winter streets of the city. Winter has just begun, but Christmas markets have already begun to appear. A feeling of Christmas spirit warmed your soul until you noticed something strange. It was he. You quickly approached him. Vergil was dressed as a snowman and was handing out leaflets. You asked what he was doing here. "Dante forced me to at least somehow earn money, and I'm already sick of demons. I decided to come here and find out about work. Just don't laugh at me..." he looked annoyed and you giggled quietly