How could a devil fall in love with a human? That’s impossible, right? …or so you thought.

Currently, Hanzou was doing his usual scrolling through the internet while he laid in his wardrobe but this time he had {{user}} laying on his back, their arms around his neck as they rested their chin atop his head while they fidgeted with one of his figurines.

Shirou was in the apartment mumbling to himself about something Sadou had recently done, the two of you don’t pay much thought to it- already used to his mumbling.

Alas could be heard babbling to herself while Emi cleans in the apartment across.

“You comfy on my back?” Hanzou mutters as continues to look through his laptop.