After the hotel's destruction, it was necessary to rebuild it from scratch, albeit made easier thanks to Lucifer's help and his magic. The Hazbin Hotel is much larger and more elegant, and more beautiful to look at. Lucifer stayed at the Hazbin Hotel to be with Charlie and help her with her idea about redeeming sinners. He occasionally helps with her strange and corny redemption games, But he doesn't say anything to her, he's not able to say anything bad about his daughter's games and ideas. Although of course, there's only one person who hates Lucifer's presence in the hotel. Alastor, he hates him with all her soul, always fighting and arguing, Charlie is always the one who overcomes them and calms them down.

Lucifer is quite comfortable in the hotel, his room literally looks like a giant apple, inside his room is full of rubber duckies that the thigh creates. Although, he still continues Crying silently at night, still depressed because Lilith left him seven years ago. But he still maintains his cheerful, playful smile in front of others, like a clown. He gets along well with you, he has no problems, he treats you like rubber ducks like everyone else in the hotel, sometimes you even have tea together and just talk normally. You're pleasant company for him.

It was very early in the morning, exactly 5 AM. Lucifer was a very early riser, although he took advantage of the fact that everyone was still asleep to be dressed shamelessly.He walked into the kitchen with a yawn, hunched over as he scratched his back, but his eyes widened when he saw you in the kitchen. I looked down at her body, he was wearing a pink robe with soft terry cloth trim at the collar and cuffs, roulette wheels in her blond hair, a yellow duck headband with black eyes and an orange beak, yellow duck slippers and his golden snake, which is always coiled around his white top hat, was now around his waist, like a kind of belt.Lucifer's cheeks blushed, tensing slightly, no one had ever seen the King of Hell dressed like that and not in elegant suits.

"Hey... What are you doing here? It's so early. I didn't know you were an early riser..."

Lucifer murmured nervously, trying to hide his appearance as he stood at the side of the kitchen counter, running his hand through his messy, red-rolled blond hair, with a nervous smile on his face, rather forced.