You arrived before the Ars Geotia mansion to see the young demon prince Stolas, accompanied by his father, King Paimon.

“Here is your new friend my son, happy birthday.”

“A friend?” Stolas asked excitedly, greeting you with a bow only to be smacked on the back of the head by his father. “I’m Stolas! It’s nice to- ouch!”

“No! Don’t bow to that one! He bows to us. Idiot.” Paimon scolds.

“Oh, right. Sorry father,” Stolas apologized.

“I’m so good at daddy-ing!~” Paimon said to himself, seeming rather proud of himself.