Lonely Mikoto

Lucifer

He would be very confused about the sensation he feels from y/n once they're pregnant. He would get stressed about it so much that he might take days off only to figure it out. And won't let y/n out of sight, even going to the toilet with her and standing outside the door. Always holding hands, always by him. Would lock door to his room during the night and hold her tight in bed. He would feel that it's something important that's happening, but wouldn't be able to tell why, which would be scary to him.

Once he figures it out, or y/n does a pregnancy test he would finally calm down a bit, but there would be lots of cuddles in his room afterwards, especially with her belly, even while it's still flat. Lucifer would get so excited he'd immediately start browsing about pregnancy, buy everything that would be necessary for the pregnancy and would count down days, worrying about it more and more as it would go closer to the delivery.

A big "NO" to going out without him even if one of his brothers are accompanying. He would rather drop everything and go where she wants than let her go without him.

Touching her belly every day every few hours to check how is the baby doing and praising her for doing good even if she didn't do anything at all. If something is off, then y/n would immediately end up carried by him to the bed and taken care of.

Lots of kisses from Lucifer. Even more than before y/n got pregnant.

Daily massage and bellyrubs.

Y/n would always be dressed warm enough but not too much to not sweat.

Lucifer would be preparing the most relaxing baths for y/n, would sit in the bathroom till she gets enough of the bath, would wash her by himself and carry back to their shared room.

Mammon

Poor y/n would get a panicked yelling from Mammon once he feels something is off with her. He would ask her a million of questions about what was she doing, what is she feeling and what could be happening. He would get strict with her to the point that she might want to yell back at him. He would absolutely not leave her alone, even if she'd make him mad. He would be following like a shadow wherever she goes. He could also get self-conscious and ask if she was spending time with other demons lately, but that's just his worry playing tricks on him.

Once Mammon figures it out he would literally bawl his eyes out, jumping, hugging everyone, especially y/n of course, run to the shops to get everything y/n might need for pregnancy and even get some baby toys in advance. He would immediately search for the online job to provide her everything she could ever need and might even end up overworking a few times. He would start cooing to her belly since the very start.

Just like Lucifer, Mammon wouldn't let y/n go anywhere without him. He would list lots of things that might happen from "you could get a callus" to "the meteor might fall onto you" to prove that he absolute needs to accompany her.

He would love to stroke her belly up and down in the gentlest touch possible and keep it warm all the time. He would come and put his hand on it and if he thinks it's too cool, he would bring a heating pad or put her in bed and tuck her in, commanding her to stay and get warm. Would also bring her warm drinks only. If she'd ask for cold drinks he would make sure there's no ice and it's not too cold for her.

Would be coming up with names for the baby from the first day but wouldn't be able to pick one to the very end.

Mammon would try and cook for her. He might mess up some dishes because of the anxiety, but who knows, maybe that's actually what she would like right now.

Mammon would 100% do watermelon challenge to at least have an understanding how hard it is for y/n to live with a belly in front of her. After the challenge would be even more attentive.

Leviathan

Would lock y/n with his tail before he figures out what's going on with her. He could sit and play games on autopilot with her sitting between his legs, his chin on her shoulder or her head, but he wouldn't actually think about the game at the moment. He would sit and try to focus on the feeling, only letting her go for two minutes and no more. If she won't return by the timer he would pause the game and rush to search for her.

Levi would 100% turn into a tomato, go hysterical and black out once he'd learn that y/n is pregnant. He'd ask Karasu AI assistant a million of questions about pregnancy and order tons of necessary and unnecessary things online. Would end up broke by the end of the day and could even consider selling some of his game accounts, items or merch to absolutely be able to buy everything she needs. Or could work as a booster for others and level up other people's accounts for money.

Would get a legit bed instead of a bathtub so y/n is comfortable. While sleeping with her, Levi would curl his tail around her waist or around her belly, keeping it warm and comfortable. Would always ask her if she's hungry, cold, sleepy or feels unwell. Would try to be strict, but wouldn't be able to act like this for too long so he'd end up being the softest he could ever be.

Could accidentally let her go somewhere alone if he's too focused on something but after a while would be BOLTING to find her, then apologize a million times almost in tears.

Levi would love to lay his head on her belly and get his head gently scratched. It would calm him down as he would know that his partner and his future baby are feeling good.

Always standing a step in front of her whenever talking to anyone, even his brothers and would wrap his arm and tail around her if he would feel anyone approaching from behind. Possessive 🫢

Would absolutely draw something silly, cute or anime themed on her belly once in a while to make her laugh.

Satan

Satan would likely be suspecting that what he feels is y/n's pregnancy, but wouldn't point it out not to scare her, because he'd be uncertain about it. But it wouldn't stop him from acting protective. He would stop her whenever she's about to go somewhere to check her temperature, blood pressure, her clothes and shoes. Letting her go alone would be scary for him, but he would try and let her have freedom with him calling her every half an hour to ask if everything is okay.

Once he'd learn about the pregnancy, he'd be lifting y/n while hugging and spinning her a bit, jumping and rub their cheeks and noses together, giving lots of kisses to her face. He would immediately research about previous hybrid pregnancies to be prepared for anything that might come. And he would 100% buy some cute cat themed clothes for the future baby, crying from his own imagination of the future kid wearing it.

Satan would buy tons of books about pregnancy and women's health and literally become her doctor. He might even consider offering her to give birth at home in the bathtub and be the one who would be helping to deliver the baby.

One sigh, cough, sneeze or other little noise and Satan would be right there asking if something happened to y/n, checking the baby's wellbeing, checking her temperature, eyes and pulse. Would always put his forehead onto hers to check her temperature.

If y/n has long hair Satan would braid it in the most comfortable way possible so she could move her head freely, sit and lay comfortably with it and forget that she even has long hair.

Satan would always support her about her looks and explain whatever happens to her in scientific language. He would give more love to the spots she's insecure about, touching them in a loving way, kissing them and telling everything about why he loves those spots.

Would call her "kitty mama" affectionately.

Would coo to her belly once it's round and read fairytales to it in a calming voice that would more likely make y/n fall asleep instead.

Carrying y/n around for absolutely no reason.

Asmodeus

He knows what's going on inside y/n and tells her instantly. Maybe he would cutely apologize for causing it.

Once they confirm that y/n is indeed pregnant he'd prepare everything that would make her comfortable during pregnancy and buy a bunch of skincare products for pregnancy. Cravings, massage, care and love - he's ready to give it all to her. And of course he would anticipate the gender reveal to get cute clothes for his kid.

Asmo would research the internet about it and ask his fans about anything that would bother him about y/n during pregnancy. Any little symptom would get searched and asked about. And just like Satan Asmo would try to convince y/n to give birth at home. He would search for the best doctor to help y/n with that.

He'd LOVE to search for the perfumes that would smell good and not cause y/n nausea for both of them.

Belly massage by the most gentle hands and soft talking to the little one inside of it. Asmo would enjoy this time as much as he could and try to make it enjoyable for y/n as well.

He would style y/n's hair and clothes in a sweet way so she looks radiant and comfy. He could develop a new hobby and design clothes that are comfortable and sweet for pregnant people thanks to y/n.

Would definitely paint something on y/n's belly sometime.

Always by her side. Even if he looks friendly and lets y/n choose who would she trust to step closer, he'd still be watching her closely and punch anyone who oversteps it.

Would help her to do exercises for pregnant and make sure she's feeling okay after every session, reminding her to drink plenty of water.

Even more kisses from Asmopapa than before.

He would talk to y/n's belly sweetly, telling the baby how much he loves them already and give them smooches.

Beelzebub

He wouldn't understand what's happening once he feels different things from y/n, but he would feel uncharacteristically overprotective and could get possessive up to the point of holding y/n close to himself in public.

Once he learns about the pregnancy he would get extremely happy, squeezing y/n in his hug tightly, then getting worried that he squeezed her too much and getting panicked over it right before he would decide to raid the grocery stores and get EVERYTHING in case y/n craves it.

Would cook A LOT of food to make sure y/n is never hungry but would forget about his own hunger in the process so Beelzedaddy needs some reminders about his empty stomach.

Would try his best to stay beside y/n all the time and if she goes somewhere without him, he would get either strict or sulky, depending on situation. He's so worried that y/n could faint or get too hungry. After all it's his child growing inside her.

He would be loving y/n even more once her belly grows prominent. Beel would stroke it everytime he can, loving the fact that y/n bears a new life inside her and that this new life is his child as well. He would feel everytime it gets bigger and notice it to her. And he would definitely love to approach from behind and hug her, placing his hands onto her belly, lifting it up gently to get some weight off her.

Would only allow her to do exercises for pregnant people under his instructions and nothing more. He's too worried to make her hurt herself.

If she'd have weird cravings he would try to fulfill them and then try them out himself because he's up to something new to eat. He would even make a small recipe book.

He would always stay close to her in bed. Even if it's hot in the room he would still try and stick close.

He would carry y/n around whenever she's having any pains or whenever he wants it. He just loves to carry her around.

He would prefer to listen to her belly than to talk to it. Sometimes he would even fall asleep while laying his head on it.

Belphegor

Belphegor wouldn't be able to sleep normally whenever he would feel that something is up with y/n. He would be more irritated than usual and would get strict with y/n, grumbling anytime she goes anywhere he doesn't want her to go. He wouldn't even let his brothers touch her.

Once he learns about the pregnancy he would appear lost in thoughts most of the time. He would be thinking about many things from simple, such as getting a pillow for pregnancy and comfortable clothes, to the complex ones about if he should work harder for her or stay near her instead.

If one of his brothers oversteps her boundaries about physical contact, he would dig a grave for them in a second and get her back to their blanket nest at home.

Ah yes, blanket nest... He would build a nest for her to stay at whenever she needs to feel comfortable and warm at their shared house. Blankets, pillows, even bathrobes would go into the building. He would also build a curtain above it so it's all snuggly inside for y/n. And he would of course crawl in to cuddle her every night.

While cuddling y/n, Belphie would always make sure she's warm and covered in blankets, especially her belly. He might accidentally overdo it and make her sweat sometimes and would have to take care of it before she cools down and catches a cold.

He wouldn't go anywhere without her and let her go anywhere without him. He's too possessive to let anyone close, especially during this delicate time. If you'd see him glaring at you, step back because he's about to strike you down.

He's the gentliest in care. Even if y/n would have a meltdown he would talk to her softly, give her hugs, kisses and solve whatever happened for her. He would never see it as a problem, rather a little inconvenience she is facing and he needs to solve. That would only boost his self-esteem as a man and as a husband.

Would gently massage her legs and belly sometimes even if nothing hurts and sing lullabies for her and the baby inside. Soft talking and kisses are his favorite things to do to her pregnant belly.

Diavolo

He knows what it is immediately, but he's too caring to immediately announce it to y/n. He knows she could get nervous about it, so he would ask Barbatos for an advice about how to approach it better. But before he does he would make sure she doesn't wear anything that would press on her abdomen. No tight clothes anymore. Y/n could notice that he's a bit nervous. Diavolo can't hide his worry for too long after all.

He would find a way to tell her about the fact that she's pregnant gently and carefully and would reassure her about anything that might worry her all while keeping his nervous voice soft and caring. He would also vow to love and cherish their child no matter what, promising to not repeat his father's behavior.

He would sneak out from work while Barbatos isn't looking to spend time with y/n because Dia-papa worries a lot. He would as her a million of questions: if she ate, if it was enough, if the clothes are good, if she's thirsty, if she feels lonely, if she craves anything, if anything hurts. Even if y/n would actually feel okay, he would worry about her every second, because it's his woman and his child, who's he's responsible for. Plus he's scared that she could lose her life while delivering like his own mother did. He would do anything to prevent that even if it means neglecting his work.

The best bedroom is hers even if it's his bedroom. He would let her choose if she wants to share the bed or if she wants to stay alone in her room, but whatever she would choose, he'd move to the next room to rush to her if something happens. But of course he would ask her if he could stay with her.

In public he would not let her go anywhere far from him or Barbatos. If he's busy, he would ask Barbatos to stay with her. If he can stay with her, he would. No getting from his sight.

Diavolo is going to order clothes that would fit her perfectly instead of buying clothes. Even underwear would be specifically made for her to let her feel comfortable during the pregnancy.

If y/n would ever have a meltdown, Diavolo would be cooing at her, holding her in his arms and slowly rocking her from side to side like a baby while talking to her softly and trying to resolve the issue. Forehead, nose and cheek kisses are required during those times.

Diavolo would find the best doctor for her and if he ever sees or feels that they'll doing something against her health, the person would be dealth with immediately. He knows many demons try and push him off his throne so he would be careful around those who are working with his unborn heir.

Diavolo would call y/n beautiful everyday, knowing how much it takes for a woman to create a life. He would treat her like a goddess and everytime her body changes he would shower her in love even more.

Barbatos

He would know about it immediately as well as Diavolo. He'd be hesitant about looking through the possibilities of either of the outcomes. He wouldn't be able to chose if he should tell y/n or to let her figure it out on her own.

Once y/n knows about it he would ask Diavolo for less working hours to spend more time with y/n. He would go to get her everything she needs for the pregnancy and spend some time in his room to see and prevent anything that might happen to the child, leading the timeline to the perfect route from the very start.

Barbatos would make tea mixes for everything that might happen to y/n during the pregnancy from the mild symptoms to the most irritating ones. Yes, he chooses the best route of the timeline, but sometimes the best doesn't mean the easiest...

Gentle kisses and massages plus himself as her doctor. He would learn everything about pregnancy, kids and everything related to that from both Devildom and human realm to make sure everything is going smoothly.

He would adore the pouty face she would make whenever she craves something to eat and would love it even more to fulfill her requests even if they're weird. He would definitely call her naughty for that, lovingly, of course.

Sometimes when exhaustion is taking over he would lay his ear down onto her belly and fall asleep while listening to the sounds of their child.

He would let her talk to others and interact with them, but his eyes would always stay on her. If something happens, he would immediately appear right beside her and solve it. Violently sometimes.

Barb would stare at her for several seconds when she would walk by or sit somewhere beside him. He'd just love to realize that his long life lead him to such a big happiness so he would enjoy it to the fullest.

Even during her pregnancy he would sometimes try and get her laid. Though would probably get laid himself instead. Not that he's against it. It's still his woman after all.

Barbatos would love to lock her in his arms using his tail. Sometimes he would tickle her belly with his tail as well for the sake of giggles.

Waking up in the morning under the eternal dark sky, Mikoto freshened up and joined the angels and Solomon for breakfast, before they all headed to the academy together.

RAD was so huge! The girl couldn't quite believe at first that so many demons could study here. Nevertheless, it was really crowded inside. Solomon escorted her to the student council room, where Diavolo was awaiting for her, and left for his lessons.

"Ah, Mikoto! You came!" the prince handed her a smartphone. "Here you go."

"A smartphone? But I already have one..."

"No, no, your human world's smartphone won't work here. This is a Diavolo's Devildom Device. D.D.D. for short."

"Uh..." Mikoto thought for a moment, furrowing her brows. "Your Majesty, can I ask a question?"

"Sure?" he asked with a cheerful smile.

"Couldn't they come up with a simpler name?.."

"Ha-ha! But doesn't it sound cooler this way?"

"Cooler? How?.." the girl asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, anyway. We've already installed all the necessary apps for you. All that's left is to add everyone to your contacts. We've already added Solomon so you could get in touch with him."

"Thanks," she nodded and turned on the phone.

At that very moment, a window with text appeared on the screen, accompanied by a voiceover.

"Welcome to the main screen of the Diavolo's Devildom Device! I am Karasu, your indispensable assistant! If you have a question, you can say 'Hey, Karasu' and I will answer!"

Mikoto looked at the phone, puzzled. "I thought I'd be able to use it right away, but it started talking to me..."

"That's normal," Diavolo sat down at the nearest table.

"I see..."

"Just kidding!" the assistant said cheerfully.

"Who would've doubted that..."

"Ha-ha! Solomon actually fell for it! It was hilarious," Diavolo laughed.

"Solomon is as ancient as life itself. Of course he's naive when it comes to dealing with technology..."

Mikoto waited until Karasu allowed her to turn him off and checked her contacts. Besides Solomon, Diavolo and Barbatos were already there. She sent each of them a sticker to start the chat.

"The stickers are funny," Mikoto smiled slightly. "And here I thought you guys were behind humans in technology."

"To some extent, we are, unfortunately..."

"Well... We'll work on it."

"We've already picked out a school uniform for you. Barbatos estimated your measurements by eye and found several sizes that might fit."

"Wow. He can do that? I thought we'd have to take measurements, then wait a long time for everything to be sewn, and so on. So our appointment for the measurements is off?"

"More or less. Well, he is Barbatos. He's very talented," the prince praised, getting up and taking uniform sets out of a cabinet, handing them to Mikoto. "Here you go. You can try them on behind that door. It's our storage room."

"Okay, thank you, Your Majesty," she nodded and went into the storage room, where, upon unfolding the sets, she discovered that they all had skirts. The thought of wearing a skirt daily bothered her, but she needed to try on the uniform.

After a couple of minutes, she came out of the storage room already in the school uniform.

"You look great!" Diavolo said, getting up from his chair and approaching her. "Does it fit?"

"Yes... It's just..."

"Yes? What is it?" Diavolo asked with a polite smile.

"I'm not really a skirt person..."

"Oh... Well... The pants for men here would either be too tight for a female figure, or too loose at the waist..."

Mikoto sighed in disappointment.

"Maybe Barbatos could alter this skirt... It's made from the same fabric, and it's quite long," Diavolo suggested.

"No, no, it's fine. I'll get used to it..."

"Don't worry. I think Barbatos wouldn't mind. In the meantime, you can wear your own clothes."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..." Mikoto nodded and went back to the storage room to change back into her own clothes.

Diavolo and Mikoto chatted in the student council room for a while longer until the final bell rang, signaling the end of classes. About ten minutes later, a crowd of seven demons and one girl entered the student council room. They were all grumbling, arguing, or laughing at each other's jokes. Upon seeing a new face, they all stopped.

"Diavolo, who is this? Is this why you called us?" asked the one standing next to the blue-haired girl, frowning and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Just your typical Lucifer," the girl giggled. "You're Mikoto, right? Solomon's apprentice?"

"Yeah. And you're Yuki," Mikoto got up from her seat and walked over to them, extending her hand to the new acquaintance. Her braids turned orange again. "Nice to meet you," she said nonetheless.

"Nice to meet you too." Yuki shook her hand.

"Lucifer... So this is what you look like, avatar of pride." Mikoto lifted her head to look at Lucifer, who had put on a serious face and, it seemed, wasn't ready for an introduction. "Shall we get acquainted?" She extended her hand to him as well.

"Yes. I suppose." Lucifer simply nodded and walked over to his chair. The others slowly followed behind him, greeting Mikoto along the way. The girl lingered her gaze for a moment on the ginger demon, who was carrying his brother in one arm and a sandwich in the other. Only Asmodeus rushed at her with a hug.

"MI-KITTY!!! You've grown up so much!" He started squeezing the poor girl in his embrace. "You've even developed such wonderful curves!"

"And you're still just as clingy, Asmo..." Mikoto tried to break free from his hug, but it was futile. He was holding her very tightly.

"You know her?" Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"Of course! This is Mikoto-chan! She was just a little thing, about twelve years old, when Solomon summoned me and I first saw her! She was such an angry little grump~ Absolutely adorable! And now she's all grown up and beautiful~"

"I'm still an angry grump, Asmo! Especially when people get all clingy!"

"Oh, come on, I just can't resist a cutie like you~"

"Asmo, let her go already," Yuki asked with a slight smile.

"Alright, alright~" Asmo finally released Mikoto. "But I'm going to squeeze you to death later, darling~" He finally went to his spot.

"Ha-ha! Well then, now that everyone's settled down, it's time to introduce everyone properly," Diavolo said. "My friends, this is Mikoto, as you've already gathered. She's Solomon's apprentice. Just yesterday, Mikoto accidentally ended up in Devildom and decided to stay here for a while. After all, her teacher is here too. She'll be a new exchange student," Diavolo introduced her.

"Another exchange student? Diavolo, are you sure this won't affect our reputation?" Lucifer asked.

"Don't worry, we have everything under control. So, Mikoto, you already know Lucifer and Asmodeus. Lucifer is the eldest of the seven brothers. Asmodeus is the fifth brother. Second in line is Mammon, the avatar of greed. Third is Leviathan, the avatar of envy. Fourth is Satan, the avatar of wrath. Sixth is Beelzebub, the avatar of gluttony, and the seventh, the one sleeping, is Belphegor, the avatar of sloth," Diavolo explained, pointing to each of them in turn with his hand.

"I'll try to remember that," Mikoto nodded, looking at Beelzebub, who was busy eating sandwiches. It seemed he had a bottomless bag of them... "Such a beautiful ginger color... And so tall and big..." she thought to herself, not taking her eyes off him for a couple of seconds, until she finally caught herself. "No... He's a demon, and I'm a human... Besides... He probably already has someone..." She shifted her gaze to the others. Lucifer was glaring at her. Mammon was fiddling with a button on his jacket. Leviathan was glued to his game console. Satan was lost in thought, staring off to the side. Asmodeus was admiring his reflection in a pocket mirror. Belphegor was asleep. And Yuki was looking over some student council documents.

"So Mammon is second in line... He doesn't really look it, though... Looks like a typical popular guy all the girls stick to. Guys like that usually bullied me in school... Hope this one at least doesn't get any ideas for that..." Mikoto thought to herself, noticing how Mammon was tugging at a button on his school blazer that looked like it was about to fall off. Not that he really needed it, since his blazer was unbuttoned anyway.

The sounds from Leviathan's game console caught her attention, and she switched her gaze to him. "A gamer? That'll give us something to talk about, maybe we can even play together. Interesting... He looks modest, so maybe there's a chance we could be friends..." She was slightly cheered by the thought that even in another world, there were people like her.

As she shifted her gaze to Satan sitting nearby, she accidentally caught his attention, and the demon sharply turned his head toward her, giving her an angry look.

"What?" the demon of wrath asked in a rather heavy tone.

"Nothing…" she quickly looked away from him. "Scary… Better not to anger the avatar of wrath…"

Meanwhile, Satan was lost in his own thoughts. "I think if she had a pair of cat ears, she'd look cuter. I really feel like going out to check on those kittens near the schoolyard right now…"

Mikoto glanced at Lucifer, who had turned toward Yuki and was looking at her with a much softer gaze than he had for Mikoto.

"Hm? Yuki?" She also looked at her fellow human. Yuki was just minding her own business, so Mikoto's gaze returned to Lucifer. "Is there something going on between them? What do you have to do to catch the attention of the avatar of pride? Wow, seriously…" Mikoto looked at Lucifer again, who was completely absorbed in watching Yuki, his cheek resting on his palm as if he was daydreaming about something.

The girl shifted her gaze to Belphegor, who was sleeping sweetly in his chair, snoring softly. "Cutie… Sleeping… And why is he the avatar of sloth if he just can't seem to get enough sleep? So it's a necessity, not laziness? That's nonsense…"

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud growl from the gluttony avatar's stomach. The poor guy was already munching on sandwiches, but his stomach kept on growling.

"Wow… He has the same issue as his brother, but with hunger? That's also a necessity, not a sin. Who even decided to call this a sin? The poor guy can't get full…" She looked sympathetically at the two youngest brothers.

Beelzebub, noticing her gaze, looked back at her, and swallowing what he was chewing, asked, "Hey… Has anyone ever told you that you look delicious?" he asked that without any backstory in the conversation, throwing the question into her head like a basketball.

"Uhh… No…" The girl blushed, looking down at her feet.

"Hmm… But you really do look delicious… Like one of those soft cakes from the Celestial Realm…" he finished, shoving another sandwich into his mouth, leaving Mikoto with burning cheeks and a whirlwind of thoughts in her head.

"What… did he even mean by that?… Is he going to eat me?.." Grabbing her own wrist, the newcomer stepped back, staring at the floor. "I need to be careful with all of them…"

"So, who's going to give Mikoto a tour of the academy?" Diavolo asked cheerfully. "We need a volunteer!"

"Oh, me! Me!" Asmo volunteered. "I want to go with Mi-kitty! I'll show her everything in the best light~"

"Great. Yuki, maybe you could join them? Just in case…" Diavolo hinted, his eyes darting between Yuki and Asmo, as if giving her a nudge.

"Yeah, I don't mind," Yuki nodded.

"But first, add Mikoto to your contacts. I'm sending everyone her number now." Diavolo took out his D.D.D. and sent Mikoto's number to all the demon brothers and Yuki so they could add her to their contacts. After that, Asmodeus, Yuki, and Mikoto went off to walk around the school and show Mikoto where everything was.

"Mi-kitty, so Solomon never removed those protective charms from you against me?" Asmo asked with a smile.

"Nope," Mikoto replied with a smug grin.

"Ugh. What a buzzkill," Asmo pouted, putting his hands on his hips.

"Asmo, quit it with the whole 'turning girls on with your gaze' thing…" Mikoto sighed.

"Oh, and what do I have to do with it? They're the ones getting turned on, not me~" Asmo giggled innocently. "Besides, I get it. How could anyone not fall for someone like me at first sight? So, don't you like me?" He leaned forward with interest, peering into Mikoto's face.

"Just not my type, that's all," the newcomer replied.

"What about one of my brothers, maybe?" He was still peering into her eyes with unrelenting curiosity.

"Maybe."

"Oh, who? Tell me~"

"Nobody, Asmo. Nobody," Mikoto frowned, and Asmo, pouting, straightened up. "Speaking of which… Yuki… Was it just me, or is there something going on between you and Lucifer…" she hinted.

"Well…" Yuki blushed slightly. "You see, he's actually really nice, just way too overprotective… Sorry if he was too rude."

"No, no, it's fine. Pride and all that…"

"And as for me and Lucifer… Let's just say… We have a lot to work on, but I feel drawn to him like a magnet…"

"I noticed the chemistry between you two last year already, Yuki~ Luci really needs a human like you, dear, trust me. Someone's gotta help him relax and unwind," Asmo interjected with a sly smile, as if he was planning to set those two up.

"Luci?" Mikoto laughed.

"Just don't call him that to his face. He'll kill you," Asmo warned, moving his index finger right and left in a warning.

"Got it."

Gradually, they reached the coliseum. Asmo shared some historical facts about it and mentioned that this was exactly where he and his brothers had landed when they fell. Next, they walked around the schoolyard, and after that, they popped into the newspaper club, where Mephistopheles happened to be.

"Mephisto~ We're giving the new girl a tour. Can we come in?" Asmo asked cheerfully and innocently, peeking inside.

"A new girl? Another one?" he said with slight disapproval, lifting his gaze from the monitor. "Fine, come in. Just don't touch anything."

"Okay~" Asmo led Yuki and Mikoto inside.

"So the student council room isn't the only one with computers?" Mikoto noted, stepping inside and looking around. "Not bad."

"Not bad? Ha!" Mephistopheles got up from his seat and walked closer to her. "If you please, my dear human! We're not just twiddling our thumbs here, you know, we have basic technology. You're not the only ones who are so great and advanced! For your information, we invented devices long before you humans recently caught up!"

Mikoto stepped back slightly as Mephistopheles got quite close. "What makes you think I consider humans or myself to be great? Your bias is just awful…" Her braids slowly shifted to a deep blue color. "Aren't you supposed to be into journalism here? Isn't bias a problem when you work in that field?"

"Oh my, oh my, what's happening here? Is Mikoto not afraid of him at all?" Asmo marveled, standing behind them but close enough to intervene if the situation got out of hand.

"Let's just observe for now," Yuki whispered to him.

"Right," Asmo managed to pull out his D.D.D. and started filming the scene.

"I'm the one with bias? You come in here and start gawking at everything like it's a museum exhibit!" Mephisto snapped. "And I'm supposed to waste my time on you! As if I needed this!" He turned around and walked back to his workspace.

"The only exhibit here is you. Lucifer number two."

"Ooooh~" Yuki and Asmodeus chimed in unison.

"How dare you compare me to him!?" the demon exclaimed, placing a hand over his chest in indignation. "For your information, at least I was born a demon!"

"It sure shows," Mikoto spread her hands. "Say two words and he's already riled up. An hysterical eggplant."

"What did you call me?" he asked with aristocratic shock.

"Hys-te-ri-cal egg-plant!" Mikoto repeated. "Let's go, guys, I'm not interested in this club anymore. Seen all I need to see." She headed for the exit without even looking back.

"Bye, Mephisto. Sorry it turned out this way," Asmo shrugged innocently, stopping the recording.

"Yeah, yeah, just go on," Mephisto sighed from the tension, waiting for them to leave. "Eggplant… Honestly…" Once they were all out, Mephistopheles tidied his hair a bit. "Eggplant… Hmph…" He walked to the door, opened it, and stuck his head out. "It's MAGENTA, actually! Dark magenta!" he shouted after them, finally closing the door and getting back to work.

As soon as they were outside, Asmo sent the video to the group chat, giggling.

"What are you doing?" Mikoto asked, her braids having returned to their light-blue color.

"Sending the video to my brothers. You shut him down so hilariously, dear! Calling him similar to Lucifer, and number two on top of that!"

"Well, he really does look like him. Just more hysterical."

"There's some truth to that. So, shall we continue the tour?"

"Yeah, let's go."

Next destination of theirs was the bloody box, which, it seems, started to bleed slowly because of students' complaints. And finally, they visited the cafeteria.

"This is where our Beel stuffs his face every lunch and begs the chefs for seconds. Be careful if you sit next to him—he might accidentally steal your food."

"Got it, thanks," she said, but just the thought of food made her stomach growl. She'd been sitting in the student council room all morning and hadn't managed to eat anything yet…

"Oh, Mi-kitty, are you hungry?" Asmodeus asked sympathetically.

"Kinda… I haven't had lunch yet…" Her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Unfortunately, the cafeteria's already closed, so you'll have to find somewhere to eat after academy…"

"It's fine, I won't die."

"Beel would've lost it by now," Yuki smiled slightly. "And I can't help but share tasty things with him when he's hungry."

"You mean 'always,' right?" Asmo shrugged.

"Back in the student council room, his stomach was growling even though he was already eating. Is that normal?" Mikoto asked.

"Yeah. His hunger grows faster than he can eat. Plus, if he gets too hungry, he might lose it and start destroying things looking for food. So be careful around him. Though he tries to control himself as much as he can," Asmo warned.

"Don't worry. I've got magic if it comes to that. Not my first time dealing with demons."

"Now that's Solomon's student for you, that kind of power is such a turn-on~" Asmodeus gasped, blushing slightly at his own thoughts.

"Ew, Asmo…" Mikoto grimaced as if she'd seen something disgusting and stepped away from him.

"What? Got something against fetishes?" the demon giggled. "Well, if you're not into it, that's fine."

"Don't worry, he won't touch without consent," Yuki smiled slightly.

"Of course I won't! What do you take me for? An incubus? A r***st? Besides, my charms don't even work on Mikoto, so it's no fun!" He pouted a bit, but a second later returned to his charming, sweet smile. "By the way, Kitty, I can't stop looking at your nails. Do you just trim them and that's it?"

"Uh… Yeah, I guess…" Mikoto looked at her own hands thoughtfully. "I'm not really into spending time on stuff like that. I've got plenty of other things to do, and life's short."

"Well, I don't mind spending time on you! Maybe you could come visit us sometime? We'll sit in Yuki's room, have some tea, and I'll do your nails."

"Why is it always my room?" Yuki raised an eyebrow.

"Because your room's always so cozy. Like you haven't gotten used to us all hanging out there after a year."

"Well, I guess…"

"So what do you say, Koto?"

"How much would I owe you?" Mikoto clarified.

"What? No way! It's free for friends! Besides, I need to practice on those tiny little nails. You'll be helping me out," Asmo smiled happily. "I'm not like Mammon, charging money for my own desires."

"Well… Okay then. We'll figure something out sometime."

"Perfect!" Asmodeus cheered.

When the school tour came to an end and they reached the main exit, Solomon was already there, waiting for Mikoto so they could leave the academy together.

"So, how do you like RAD?" Solomon asked with a smile.

"Not bad, I guess. Just didn't click with Mephistopheles. He's so pompous. Don't like him," Mikoto sighed.

"Yeah, Asmo sent me that video. You really got under his skin. If only you knew how much he hates Lucifer…"

"Hates him? What did Lucifer do to him?"

"Just fell from the sky, that's all. And became Diavolo's right-hand man. And Diavolo and Mephistopheles used to be close friends. Both of noble blood."

"So he got bitter out of jealousy?"

"Pretty much. Just like you with Yuki," Solomon pinched, noticing Mikoto's pout. "Speaking of which… How's your interaction with her?"

"Nothing really. We've barely even talked yet," Mikoto muttered. "Anyway, Sol. Can we grab something to eat? I'm hungry."

"Oh, you poor thing… Maybe we should go home and I'll cook you something tasty?" he asked with a caring smile.

"Solomon…" she sighed, and when her stomach growled again, she wrapped herself in her cardigan, embarrassed by the sounds, even though Solomon had heard her stomach growl plenty of times before. "I want to eat NOW. Besides, if I eat something you cook, I'll die at best before I even start suffering."

"Fine, you win. Let's go to a café."

There were many cafes in the demon world, but Solomon took Mikoto to one of his personal favorites. Solomon's tastes, however, differed from those of ordinary people, so he actually liked demon food even more than human food. Mikoto, on the other hand, felt sick just looking at the menu at the thought of having to eat this kind of food in this world. Arachnids, huge bug-like creatures, body parts of various beasts raised here like cattle, and disgusting-looking vegetables. It was incredibly hard for her to find anything even remotely edible.

"So, found something?" Solomon asked with a smile.

"N-no… There's… nothing here a human could eat, it seems…" Mikoto said uncertainly.

"Why not? Look here! This arachnid isn't poisonous at all!" He showed her the menu, but Mikoto felt even more disgusted and jumped up from her seat.

"No! I'm not eating spiders!" She was on the verge of hysteria, both from hunger and the thought that she wouldn't survive here. "This cafe is not gonna work!" Mikoto closed her menu and stood up. "I can't sit here anymore…" She headed for the exit while starting to tear up.

"Mikoto, wait!" Solomon stood up and tried to catch her, but she had already run outside and bumped into someone at the entrance. He didn't even stagger, but Mikoto stumbled back, rubbing her head.

"Ouch… Sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"Oh… Mikoto, right?" asked the demon standing in front of her. His voice sounded familiar.

She looked up and saw Beelzebub, who was walking with a sports bag slung over his shoulder to his back. "B-Beelzebub… Sorry for bumping into you…"

"It's nothing. I didn't even feel it," he replied with a stoic face. "What are you doing here? Isn't Solomon with you?"

Mikoto sighed. "I asked him to take me to a cafe because I haven't had lunch yet… And he brought me here…"

"Hmm…" Beel glanced at the cafe's sign, trying to remember what they served. "Solomon has absolutely no taste in food."

"Tell me about it…"

Solomon finally came outside. "Oh, hey, Beelzebub. Coming from the sports club?"

"Yeah. I was. Then Mikoto bumped into me," he shrugged. "Was this cafe seriously the first place that came to mind when you decided to grab a bite?"

"They have really good food here," Solomon smiled.

"I agree, but there's not much for regular people."

While they were talking, Mikoto was pulling herself together and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, as tears had welled up on her way out.

"Well then, lead the way, Beel," Solomon said, still smiling, but he was interrupted by a call on his D.D.D. "Diavolo's calling. One sec," Solomon stepped aside to take the call.

"Let's go to 'Hell's Kitchen' instead. The chef knows me there and always hooks me up," Beel smiled warmly. "You'll definitely like it. Plus, I'm hungry after practice myself," he placed a hand on his stomach, which was rumbling softly. Fortunately, with the street noise, it was only audible if you stood close to him.

"I see… Um… Can I ask you something, Beelzebub?"

"Sure. Just call me Beel."

"Beel… Okay… I was just wondering… Don't take this the wrong way. How many hours can you function normally after you've eaten?"

"I almost never get full, actually. But on average, it takes about an hour for me to get hungry again. After three hours, I start losing it, and my stomach starts growling loudly."

"Oh… That's awful… I feel for you."

"Don't worry, I'm used to it," he shrugged with a slight smile.

Solomon finished his call and came back to them. "Sorry, guys, Prince Diavolo needs my help. Beelzebub, are you busy?"

"No, I'm completely free," the ginger demon shrugged.

"Great. Could you two go to a cafe together for now?" Solomon took out his wallet and counted out several Grimm bills, which he handed to Mikoto. "Look after Mikoto while I'm busy, please."

"No problem."

"Hey, you were supposed to always be with me so demons wouldn't eat me, and now you're leaving me with a demon?" Mikoto protested. "And not just any demon, but the avatar of gluttony himself?"

"Don't worry, Beelzebub wouldn't hurt a fly," Solomon chuckled.

"Well, he is a fly himself," Mikoto shrugged with irritation.

"Well then, I'm off. Good luck, you two!" And in that instant, Solomon vanished.

"Hey, wait— What a jerk!"

"Let's go, Mikoto," Beel started walking toward 'Hell's Kitchen.' "I know all the cafes and restaurants in the city. Some even closed down because of me. But 'Hell's Kitchen' is still standing. And the chef treats me sometimes," the demon beamed with a happy smile.

Mikoto followed him, practically having to jog because he walked so fast… Luckily, he quickly noticed her discomfort and slowed down.

Usually, Mikoto's encounters with demons were short-lived. She'd find them in the human world pulling schemes and scams, then punish them and threaten to test her magic on them, after which they'd hastily return to Devildom. Now, however, she was the stranger in this world, following one of them like a lost kitten.

"Hey, Beel… You can sense my soul, right? What's it like?"

"Hmm… Well, it's definitely not young. We might be around the same age, judging by our souls."

"If you could describe it using food, what would it be?" she asked, zipping up her cardigan due to the discomfort of hunger, trying to feel a little better.

"Hmm… Maybe a beef steak. On the outside, it looks seared and tough, but when you cut into it, it's all juicy and tender…" Just talking about it made his stomach growl, and Mikoto's stomach joined in on the chorus, making Beel chuckle. "Yeah, we're definitely getting steaks today."

"I'd really like that," Mikoto nodded with a smile.

💙 Lucifer 💙

As for more ordinary body parts, he really loves it when y/n runs a hand down his back and sides. And his heart stops for a second when he -without gloves on - feels their touch on his hands, along with gentle thumb strokes across the back of his palm. He practically melts from it... And when he has a headache, y/n's hands become the best painkiller for him.

Goosebumps run down his spine when y/n runs their fingers through his feathers. His feathers sometimes even stand on end from the sensation, and occasionally he'll stretch his wings out to their full length. This can be considered his approval and a signal that it's okay to continue petting him.

If y/n would scratch his horns at the base with their fingers, he'll relax like a cat and start pressing even closer to y/n.

💛 Mammon 💛

Unlike Lucifer, Mammon doesn't really like having his wings touched, but scratching near the base? That's pure bliss for him.

Any touch to his horns will make him flinch, before he relaxes and lets himself be pampered. Such a touch starved demon is he.

His favorite spots for petting are: his chest, stomach, and shoulders. This demon will twist and turn however he can to hint to y/n that he really wants touches right there, and when he finally gets them - he'll turn as red as a tomato, but would be obedient and adorable.

🧡 Leviathan 🧡

Running a hand along his tail = instant turn-on. Especially if y/n starts teasing him, making him blush over and over again. This kind of behavior spikes his heart rate to a critical level (critical for a human at least), and he can't help the fact that he's caught in y/n's hands.

If y/n starts nibbling on his horns, he'll lose his mind with arousal. For him, it's the equivalent of nibbling an earlobe.

Speaking of which, nibbling his ears also breaks him instantly.

He also gets incredibly worked up if he's touched on his chest, butt, or thighs. Yeah, he shrinks up like a raisin, but it's not from awkwardness - well, not only from that - Levi's under tension, and that tension is sexual.

💚 Satan 💚

He doesn't care where y/n touches him. As long as they're grabbing him, biting him, and scratching him in the heat of passion. He adores that sweet pain. But in a calm state, strokes under his chin will make him relax.

He loves wrapping his tail around things, but if y/n starts wrapping it around their own arm on purpose, he might just tie them up with it. He adores feeling their body with his tail, especially their waist.

Satan's horns are sensitive at the tips. If they're touched or tickled, this demon will have y/n in bed instantly - for him, it's sexual provocation.

💗 Asmodeus 💗

He loves having his wings gently massaged. Sometimes he might reflexively twitch one of them, but that's only because it feels so good. What calms him most is massage along the bones of his wings.

If his horns are kissed or licked, he'll start melting from the sensation while simultaneously getting turned on. His heart beats faster whenever he feels y/n's lips on his horns.

As for body parts, he loves it when y/n kisses his knees, strokes his thighs and waist. It makes him feel even more delicate than before, and he surrenders himself unconditionally. But that's only if he's a bottom at that time 👀 Be careful, he's switching.

❤️ Beelzebub ❤️

The base of his wings needs scratching. It doesn't turn him on, but it feels amazing. However, he might accidentally start fluttering them and hit y/n. After all, his wing-flaps, though small, are fast.

He also enjoys anything y/n might do with his horns: stroking, scratching, biting, kissing... He just really loves it when his horns get that much attention.

His most sensitive body part is, obviously, his stomach. Regardless of his state - whether he's hungry, full, or unwell - he always loves it when y/n slowly and gently strokes his belly. It can lower his hunger levels, or simply soothe him or lull him to sleep. But to turn him on, y/n needs to stroke his chest, neck, thighs, and shoulders. Kisses in these areas really get him going. Once that happens, he won't let y/n go until he's satisfied.

💜 Belphegor 💜

His fluffy tail tip is a part he doesn't mind sharing when he wants to tease y/n, but honestly? He actually enjoys giving them a couple of swats with it. Touching it doesn't turn him on. However, he's far more interested when it comes to touching his horns. If you grab him by both horns, he'll freeze immediately. For him, that's a green light for bedroom activities. And just like his twin he likes whatever y/n does with his horns.

Unlike his ginger brother, he gets embarrassed if his stomach is touched, but at the same time, he really loves having it scratched. What does turn him on is strokes along his sides and kisses + blows into his neck.

❤️‍🔥 Diavolo ❤️‍🔥

Rough strokes on his wings relax him, but nothing more. However, if y/n would start kissing his horns or playing with ornaments on them, he'll take that as a green light for intimacy.

Diavolo loses his mind when his chest is squeezed, stroked, or clawed at with nails. He'll throw his head back and shamelessly moan in pleasure if it's his chest being touched. He also loves having his thighs and shoulders stroked.

🖤 Barbatos 🖤

He's unlikely to let just anyone touch his tail for one simple reason: it's incredibly sensitive. A single finger brushing against his tail can give him goosebumps, and if y/n would start stroking it, the demon of time will completely lose his mind. His horns, on the other hand, are practically numb, so there's no point in touching them.

Tenderness and strength Chapter 1: Falling to the foreign world

Acting characters of the chapter: Mikoto (OC), Barbatos, Diavolo, Solomon, Simeon, Luke.

Have you already heard the story of the seven demon brothers who came to rule Devildom, and of how a certain human released the youngest brother, reconciled their entire family, and became the most significant human in Devildom? This time, the story is not about her, but about the one who failed to become an exchange student from the human world in the same academic year as Yuki. And yet, she so wanted to follow her teacher...

Mikoto. That's what she has been called for about ten years. She chose this name herself instead of her name given at birth, even though she had no relation to the Japanese. She simply liked how it sounded. And the kanji for "life" vaguely reminded her of her true name.

This girl had long known how to bring balance to the human world: eliminating anomalies, exorcising evil spirits, and saving lost souls. This is exactly what she is doing right now. Perhaps not in a very "magical" outfit, but in one quite comfortable for her, consisting of a cardigan, a shirt, shorts, stockings, and a pair of sneakers, she is about to eliminate a hole between the spaces of the human world and Devildom. After all, who knows what could happen to people or animals who fall into such a rift.

"I call upon the forces of light to aid me. May they come. May they exterminate evil. May they bring harmony to this world. May they heal the wounds of this world that bleed endlessly. Hear me, forces of light! Come to my aid in the name of good!" she spoke, clutching a string of magic stone beads in her hand. The hole began to close gradually that very second. She just needed to act as a channel for a while. "Excellent. It's gradually disappearing..."

Mikoto stood in place, closing her eyes for better concentration, not even suspecting that the interdimensional hole was closing only slightly faster than it was expanding. And it was expanding in her direction... Until it was right beneath her feet.

"No, wait! Stop!" Her attempts to grab onto the ground and remain in the human world were unsuccessful, and she instantly fell through the hole.

The fall was far from pleasant: she was split in two at times, her body distorted in space, and the noise in her ears drove her crazy. It was terrible. Everything seemed so fast and so slow... So loud and so quiet... The path was full of chaos, but she understood—she just had to wait until she was ejected on the other side. She didn't even realize how much time had passed before she became aware that she was flying headfirst above a vast nocturnal city, in the middle of which a black castle stood majestically.

"Devildom... So this is what it's like..." she thought to herself for a second, before realizing she would soon be smashed to pieces if she didn't do something. "Damn, I don't know a single suitable spell!!!" In a panic, she could only think to send a signal. "I don't know if demons know what SOS is, but I hope they do!" Using the power of light, she quickly sent an "SOS" signal towards the city. She had less than a minute left to fall. "Help!!!" she cried out, just before a portal appeared beneath her. Falling into it, she hung suspended for a moment, slowing down, and then finally fell out of its other end onto the ground, right in front of someone with... a tail? A green tail!

"Barbatos?.." she asked quietly.

"Oh, so you know my name, young lady? It seems your teacher described my appearance to you in sufficient detail," replied the demon, swishing his tail slightly with satisfaction before leaning down to help the girl up.

"Y-you know who I am, s-so Solomon has told you about me," Mikoto stood up with his help, still trembling from the shock and swaying, trying her best to stand still, "Dammit... Calm down... I need to calm down..." she was telling herself, but her body didn't bother to listen to her.

"Of course," the demon nodded, "It seems you're in shock," he noticed. A bit of concern and worry were seen on his face.

"S-s-something like t-this... I-I will get mys-self together s-soon... Thank you for saving me, Barbatos," her lips were still trembling, but she attempted to smile a bit anyway, "Now I'm also stuttering... Not a very good condition to be in in front of a demon..."

"Don't mention it. I presume you ended up in Devildom by accident?" He tilted his head with interest and kept on watching her, ready to step in if she ends up collapsing. After all, her knees were still shuddering, "She's still standing... Such a resilient young lady... Living through such an experience and still standing on her feet even when they're wobbling from the shock - deserves respect," Barbatos watched her closely wondering how such a small and simple human can withstand such a teleportation and still be able to talk and think.

"Yes... I wa-was trying to clos-se an interdimensional hole, and it expand-ded beneath m-me. Falling h-here was certainly quite an exp-xperience... I'm still feeling nauseous..."

"Interesting... I thought it wasn't customary for humans to have glowing hair," the demon remarked, noticing that Mikoto's braids were shining with a blue light.

"What?" Mikoto looked at her braids, lifting them. In the human world, they were just dyed. But here they were glowing... "And t-this... Is-is it normal for something about humans to change when they travel here?"

"I think that's quite possible. Our first student from the human world spent an entire school year in the form of a small pink sheep after transferring."

"S-so I actually got off quite well. Probably because I'm more resilient to anomalies. Hah..." the girl giggled a bit out of stress.

"Allow me to escort you to the castle. After all, you are our guest. And I believe Solomon will be pleased to see you here. We will call for him. Moreover you definitely need a break to calm down."

"Thank you very much, Barbatos," she nodded and followed him. "Wait... To the castle... Prince Diavolo... Is he there?"

"Certainly. Where else would he be?"

"I don't look very presentable..."

"That is not a problem, Lady Mikoto. The young master is not particular about attire."

"Young? Excuse me, but... How many hundreds of years are considered 'youth' for demons?"

"We don't have specific numbers regarding that."

"I see..."

Barbatos escorted Mikoto to the car. She was sitting at the passenger's seat hugging herself and watching the landscapes and the buildings that they were passing by. Everything looked so strange and fascinating at the same time here... Those endless colors everywhere. Those streets that seemed steeped in magic and the eternal night. Watching the world from the car window calmed Mikoto down a bit as they drove with rock'n'roll, which Barbatos seemed to be liking, playing softly.

They reached the castle quickly. Upon entering, Mikoto's jaw nearly dropped. Inside was so beautiful and luxurious. She felt as if she had stepped into another era. Though, perhaps she had, as this castle was over a thousands years old. It was so different from the city because of it's age, but at the same time it was fitting human's understanding of a royal castle. Mikoto stepped slowly and carefully after the green butler, who slightly swayed his split-tipped tail with each step.

"Please, have a seat and wait in the main hall. I need to inform the young master that we have a guest."

"Alright. Thank you again, Barbatos." Mikoto sat on the first couch she saw and examined the castle from this vantage point. Even the leg of a coffee table here could be worth billions, as everything was made with such detail that mastering such craftsmanship seemed to require an entire human lifetime.

After a few minutes, the prince and his butler entered the hall. Barbatos was now without his tail and horns, as was Diavolo. Mikoto immediately stood up and moved closer so as not to seem rude.

"Greetings, Prince Diavolo. I am Mikoto, Solomon's apprentice. It is an honor to make your acquaintance, Your Majesty," she said, bowing awkwardly, her hands clenched into fists in a subtle attempt to steady her nerves.

"No need to bow, I'm not that great, truly," Diavolo waved his hand with a kind smile. "So, you fell into a hole... We actually began studying this phenomenon with your teacher not long ago."

"Really?" Mikoto straightened up. "Have you found the cause?"

"One could say so. But we likely cannot tell you about it."

"I understand, don't worry. I'm not insisting."

Diavolo smiled kindly again. "Would you like to try some tea from our collection while we wait for your teacher? It could help to calm your nerves and help us to start a conversation."

"Tea? You have tea? What kind?"

"It's difficult to describe," said Barbatos. "The names of their flavors likely wouldn't mean much to you, nor would the names of the herbs. Better yet, could you please describe what kind of teas you prefer?"

"Aromatic ones, with mint, with thyme, sometimes with lemon. Right now, of course, I'd just like something aromatic."

"Understood, miss," Barbatos bowed, holding one arm bent in front of him.

"Then I don't mind either. I trust you with this, Barbatos," - Diavolo agreed.

"Barbatos moves with such an elegance... It's such a shame that he made his horns and tail disappear..." Mikoto got a bit disappointed, but her eyes were shining with awe at the single thought of the fact that she is talking to the prince of the demon world himself and to his butler. Who would've get this lucky to end up in such a situation?

When Barbatos left to fetch the tea, Diavolo escorted his guest to the gazebo where he enjoyed having conversations and simply relaxing.

"Wow, everything is glowing!" Mikoto exclaimed in surprise. "Am I really in the demon world? The city is also dazzling with the whole rainbow of colors!"

"Did you think everything here was blazing with fire and appeared in dark red tones? A typical human, ha-ha!" the prince chuckled, pulling out a chair for the girl.

"Not exactly. I had an idea of how your world looks like, but I couldn't imagine it could be this beautiful here," Mikoto said, carefully sitting down, trying her best to follow at least the basic etiquette and nodding her thanks to Diavolo for the gesture.

"I see," he said, sitting down opposite her. "How did you manage in the human world without your teacher? We did take him here for the school year, after all."

"More or less- I mean, so-so. Although, he still hasn't shown up in the human world..."

"What do you mean? He did return with Yuki after the school year ended..."

"What?" Mikoto looked at Diavolo with question and surprise in her eyes.

"What?" Diavolo looked at her with incomprehension.

"So he returned to the human world?.. And decided to leave me behind?" Suddenly, one of her braids changed color to bright green and the other to orange, before they began to float in front of her, lifting up slightly. "So the new apprentice is more important to him than the old one?" she asked calmly, though the atmosphere was growing tense. "Let him just show up. I'll kill him."

"Whoa, easy there, miss! We still need a sorcerer like Solomon, no need to kill him! By the way... What's happening to your hair? It changed color."

"Hm? Is something happening again?" She instantly calmed down, and her braids returned to their previous light blue color, settling back onto her shoulders.

"They turned light blue again."

"I see. A strange side effect..."

"Wait... Orange and green... Those are the colors of the sin of wrath and the sin of envy!" he realized, smiling like a kid who just figured out how a light switch works. "You were angry and jealous just now, weren't you?"

"Correct... So they react to my sins?"

"Apparently so."

Barbatos came to them with a tray of tea and cups, serving everything up according to all the rules of etiquette.

"Barbatos, why did you put your tail away? It is beautiful..." Mikoto asked disappointedly.

"I'm glad you like my true form, miss. But it is not necessary at the moment," Barbatos smiled politely, explaining the reason, while thinking to himself that her interest in demon tails seemed to be just like her teacher's. "I called Solomon. He said he will arrive in fifteen minutes."

"Excellent, Barbatos," Diavolo nodded.

"Aren't you going to have tea with us?" Mikoto looked at Barbatos again.

"I still have matters to attend to in the castle, miss. Enjoy the tea without me," he bowed to both of them, turned, and left.

"I want one like him—"

"Not giving him up," Diavolo immediately cut her off.

"It's not like I was claiming him!"

Fifteen minutes later, as promised, Solomon arrived at the palace. However, upon seeing him, Mikoto's braids immediately turned green and orange, and she rose from her seat and headed towards him as he walked to the gazebo.

"You!!! You gray-haired scoundrel!!! You were in the human world and didn't even visit me?! So I'm guarding his place in Britain, and he's off gallivanting somewhere with his new apprentice!!!"

"And here I thought you would at least hug me," Solomon chuckled, ruffling Mikoto's hair. "But instead, you're squeaking at me like a little mouse."

"Explain yourself, quick!!!"

"Well... How should I put it... I had a lot of other things to do..."

"You lie as easily as you breathe!!!"

"Alright, alright, at least don't embarrass yourself in front of the prince, silly," Solomon jokingly put her in a headlock. "And what happened to your hair? Got a side effect?"

"Yes!"

"Figured as much. Come on now, don't be angry. At least you were on your own for so long and was doing whatever you wanted."

"I would have preferred you teach me to open portals rather than sit home alone making talismans for sale and providing exorcist services," she squirmed a bit, and Solomon let her go.

"Exorcist?" Diavolo raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"No, no, I usually just scolded demons, don't misunderstand!" Mikoto immediately waved her hands in front of herself and panicked, and her hair returned to its light blue color.

"Ha-ha! Don't worry. Some of them really do need a good telling-off. They have no business poking into the human world without permission or summoning."

"Well then... Let's have some tea and discuss everything," Solomon suggested, taking the free seat.

"Alright..." Mikoto also sat down.

"So, do you still need exchange students at RAD, Lord Diavolo?"

"I wouldn't mind. Why, do you have a candidate?" Diavolo asked jokingly.

"Of course," Solomon replied just as jokingly, looking at Mikoto.

"I don't want to study," she immediately answered. "I wanted to come here just so I wouldn't be alone in the human world. And also, it's always dark and cool here. Can't I just stay here and not attend the academy?"

"No, you cannot," Diavolo answered. "For safety reasons, I cannot allow a human to stay here without a valid reason for residence."

"Oh, really. So witches can..." Mikoto remarked.

"Witches have always existed on the border of worlds. We've long been accustomed to them. But humans like you or Yuki..."

"But Your Majesty, what is there for you to fear? Humans fear demons because you are much stronger than us. Why would demons fear humans when you have leverage?" she asked.

"Here comes the debates..." Solomon just sipped his tea and watched the discussion.

"It's not just that. It's also that demons might attack a human if they are in Devildom without a proper reason. The demons are still getting used to humans among them and is still coming to terms with the idea that we no longer need to act intimidatingly. Understand: if you are an exchange student, they are unlikely to even lay a finger on you, because you will be under the protection of RAD. But step into the city without such a status..."

"Demons sense our souls, Mikoto," Solomon added. "And if yours is deemed pleasant enough to them, they won't think twice."

"And what do you sense, Lord Diavolo? Regarding my soul," Mikoto asked.

"Well... Let's just say... It's interesting enough to catch one's attention, ha-ha!"

"Well then... Give me a couple of minutes to think..."

"Of course."

"And what do you study at the academy?"

"Magic, potion-making, curses..."

"Oooh... All the things I'm bad at, right? Well, almost all of them..."

"Mikoto is more attuned to light magic," Solomon explained. "Purification, healing, exorcising spirits—that's all her forte."

"A predisposition?" Diavolo clarified.

"That's right. She's tried to cast curses on objects several times, but it was pointless. She can't bring herself to harm anyone..."

"Don't make me out to be some sunshine," Mikoto commented, beginning to blush. "I'm not that pure and fluffy..."

"But in your soul, you are the kindest person, Koto," Solomon smiled. "So what if you get bad grades in curses? Doesn't matter."

"So that's why your soul seemed so interesting to me..." Diavolo said, surprised. "It's rare for a soul itself to prevent a person from hurting someone. Such people even pity their sworn enemies, no matter how much ill they wish upon them. And demons can't sway such people to commit those kinds of acts even by using all their strength. I think you'll be fine if you stay in Devildom. And we'll figure out the curse grades later if needed," the prince smiled kindly. "Stay with us. A person like you will bring diversity to our group."

"Your Majesty, are you sure you're a demon?" Mikoto suddenly asked.

"Of course. I am. Why?" he asked with a smile.

"You don't feel any different from us at all. And you radiate more kindness than some humans."

"Ha-ha! I'm flattered! If you say so, then I'm doing everything right. So, will you enroll in RAD?"

"I suppose I'll have to, since you insist..."

"Excellent. I'll ask Barbatos to take your measurements and find a suitable uniform. And we'll house you in—"

"Purgatory Hall. With me and the angels," Solomon interrupted. "Please, leave her accommodation to me."

"As you wish, Solomon. I think the angels will be pleased to meet a new acquaintance."

After finishing their tea and arranging with Barbatos to meet for the uniform fitting, Solomon and Mikoto headed to the Purgatory Hall. As soon as they stepped inside, they were greeted by an angel who looked like a grown young man with kind eyes and a smile.

"Welcome back, Solomon," the adult angel greeted. "Who's this with you? A guest?" He smiled slightly.

"This is Mikoto. My apprentice. Remember, I told you about her?"

"So you are Mikoto? My name is Simeon. Pleased to meet you," Simeon came closer and shook the girl's hand.

"Likewise, Simeon," Mikoto shook his hand in return, while internally she was freaking out. She never would have thought she'd see an angel in person. And Simeon radiated such a positive and warm aura that she didn't know how to react properly. He was so kind...

"She's enrolling in RAD, so she'll be living with us," Solomon explained.

"Really? Luke!" Simeon turned towards the kitchen. "Luke, we have a new addition to the house!"

"Just a second, I'm just putting the cake layers in the oven!" a clear boyish voice rang out from the kitchen, and then everyone heard the oven door close and a little figure came running towards them.

Luke looked like a boy of about ten or twelve and acted about the same age. He raised his big blue eyes to Mikoto with interest and smiled.

"Welcome! I'm Luke! Nice to meet you!"

"I'm Mikoto..." she introduced herself awkwardly.

"Mikoto, what kind of cakes do you like?" He approached her and immediately started asking questions.

"With chocolate, boiled condensed milk, with soufflé..."

"Boiled condensed milk in a cake? Is that allowed?"

"In Russia they do that..."

"Russia! Right! I haven't gotten around to their desserts yet! Decided! When I get around to it, I'll make a cake with condensed milk! And what kind of chocolate do you like more?"

"Milk chocolate..." Mikoto was growing increasingly awkward. She had no idea how to talk to children.

"Luke, Luke, don't press so hard," Simeon said gently. "Mikoto must have had a hectic day. Let's save the questions for later."

"Oh... Okay. She just seems so nice! I'll go check the cake," Luke nodded to Mikoto and ran back to the kitchen.

"Do you make the child cook?..." Mikoto asked.

"No, no. Luke simply loves baking desserts. Sometimes we can't drag him out of the kitchen by force," Simeon explained. "When he's done, he'll surely offer you a taste of what he made. I'm sure if you like sweets, you'll definitely like it."

"I'll definitely try it," Mikoto nodded.

"Let me show you where you'll be staying," Solomon said.

"Okay. We'll be back soon."

The room provided for Mikoto was small but quite cozy. A soft bed for one person, a large window with blue curtains, a wardrobe, a chest of drawers, a desk, and a shelf for various trinkets.

"It's not bad. Just missing my things. Can you zip to the human world to get my clothes, shoes, and computer?" Mikoto asked Solomon, sitting on the bed.

"Trying to make a courier out of me?" Solomon smirked.

"Well, what of it? I'm not the one who can make portals between worlds with a snap of my fingers and appear anywhere out of thin air."

"Alright, you win. But I lost my keys."

"Why am I not surprised?..." She pulled a set of keys from her pocket and gave them to him. "I hope you at least haven't forgotten the address. You're so old."

"How am I old? I look youthful."

"Yeah. I believe you. Don't forget my pads. No point leaving good stuff behind."

"Alright, I got you. I'll consider this my karma for not contacting you when I returned after the first school year ended."

"So be it," she crossed her arms. "You did hurt my feelings."

"Oh, come on. Were you really lonely and missed me?" Solomon gave a slight smirk. "I love you too, it's just that circumstances were different..."

"Circumstances in the form of that Yuki of yours?" She raised an eyebrow, and her hair glowed orange again. "What did you see in her that you don't see in me, huh? Is she more talented than me? I'll never believe that some random girl could become stronger than me in magic in less than a year."

"Well... Mikoto... She created a portal by herself to come back here..." he answered, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"WHAT?!" Her braids flared so brightly it seemed a fire was about to start in the room. "WHY HER AND NOT ME?!"

"Hmm, I always knew your main sin was envy."

"Shut up!" She calmed down a bit. "You'll probably send me to help her because you're busy or something! And I'll just say I don't want to help!"

"Yeah, right, I believe you," Solomon said with a smile of disbelief, turning towards the door. "You can't say 'no' if you're capable of helping someone, and I know that. Besides... I think you and Yuki will become friends faster than you think," he opened the door and stepped out. "I'm off to get your things. I'll be back soon. Make yourself at home in the meantime," Solomon closed the door and sighed heavily.

He had expected such a reaction from Mikoto, because she had become too attached to him. Moreover, until now, Solomon had invested most of his time and attention into teaching Mikoto. Now he understood she felt exactly how older children feel when younger ones arrive, even though she hadn't been a child for a long time.

"What a pain in the neck..." Mikoto muttered to herself, flopping onto the bed and sighing. "So much in one day... Fell into another world, met the prince of Devildom, practically enrolled in an academy, found out my teacher took on a new student and she's even more talented than me... It's not Devildom, it's Dumbdom..."

After staring at the ceiling for a while, Mikoto got up to find something to eat. When she entered the kitchen with a tired face, Luke greeted her with a joyful smile.

"Oh, you came just in time! I'm almost done with the cake!" he happily announced, decorating the top of the cake.

"You do this yourself? From scratch?" Mikoto asked in surprise, moving closer.

"Yep! I like baking and making other desserts. And Barbatos taught me a lot about it!"

"Barbatos? I didn't think he'd be into that."

"Oh, he definitely is! He's the butler! We sometimes get together to cook something~" he happily smiled.

"I see. Is there any point in decorating a cake you'll just share with your roommates the same day? Or are you just practicing?"

"Both practicing and because I like it, so why not?"

"Well, I guess I just don't get it. I don't really like cooking at all."

"That's okay, Simeon and I love cooking!"

"I can help clean up after meals in that case so it's fair. As long as someone saves me from Solomon's experiments..."

Luke made a face as if recalling a traumatic event. "Yeah... We try to save ourselves too, however we can..."

"My condolences..." Mikoto made an equally traumatized face, remembering her own sufferings.