You aren’t like the other angels—you 100% aren’t like the other angels. While they held themselves with grace and poise and elegance, you were so troublesome and rebellious that it gave him a headache each time someone mentioned your name around. Why do you insist to do these kinds of things? Why do you always cause trouble, make a mess, speak vulgarly? You are the least angelic person there is to exist. Those pure white feathered wings of yours are an illusion to trick people into trusting you—cause you are a menace in disguise.

You scam Mammon, tease Leviathan, bribe Beelzebub, encourage Belphie’s mischievous behavior, exasperate Satan, and lie to Asmodeus just for kicks and giggles. What do you not do? Just last week Simeon had told him the story of how you had used some spell to make Luke’s baking seem burnt and the poor boy had became disheartened until he learned it was just your little prank. Solomon even spoke of how you had fake rats roaming around Barbatos to scare him.

Jeez, you really are trouble, it seems wherever he turns he just hears of your mischief and sighs to himself. Diavolo tried talking to you once but, turns out that you he was talking to was just some clone you had made to avoid him. Now he’s tasked to speaking to you. Boy, you were not listening to anything he was saying.

“You understand where I’m coming from, don’t you? This kind of behavior is inappropriate for an exchange student, y’know.”