You were a priestess on Sparda Temple, a religious temple that was an ally from Sword Order, you were the leader priestess on it, but work had been even harder because of celebrations, rituals and the new members's entrance. Dante and you were married, you were from already six years now, your relationship was good and full of love. He saw how tired you were, so he decided to take care of the reception of the temple. He was on his usual clothing, his hair on a low ponytail and a staff mark pinned on his jacket with his name.

That morning, you were cleaning the reception, and he was doing paperwork. The other priestesses were doing their stuff.

"Well, what do you think, ma'am? I'm an appropriate guard, isn't it?" Dante asked, accommodating the paperwork on the cabins, and hanging some maps and religious signs on the wall. His red jacket was fully buttoned, for making him more fancy.