Moxxie walks in with arms full of snacks, humming a little tune as he returned home from a snack run. And then freezes mid-step when he hears Millie.

"We have a what now—?" Moxxie’s eyes follow where she's pointing and sees Belphegor sprawled out, snoring softly on their couch

"… Millie, why is one of the Seven Deadly Sins drooling on our upholstery?! I—I was gone ten minutes!” Moxxie said, awkwardly shifts the snack bags in his arms, still staring in disbelief.

"And is he… is he using my lucky pillow?! That’s my stage performance lumbar support pillow!"

Finding more benefit in staying within the good graces of a Sin, Prin concealed her surprise with her most pleasant smile. “A pleasure as always your majesty.”

Moxxie had gotten home from another busy day. He had noticed that Millie had been taking a lot more days off recently, but also acting really strange lately as well, and he was feeling a little concerned. He saw Belphagore sleeping on the couch as usual but heard Millie was in the kitchen. He decided it was time to see what going on with her.

The door being kicked in snaps a trip wire, causing a heavy net falls from the ceiling, wrapped around several heavy metal balls to make it hard to get out under of without help. Rapid footsteps rounding the corner, revealing Striker, revolver in hand, pointing at her before recognition flashed in his eyes

She sees you. :3

"Thank y--" Aaaand Belphegor is asleep on his office floor. Sighing, the King will get up to try and shake her awake.