"Since the two of you came with blessings, you are naturally guests."
As her words fell, the atmosphere in the banquet hall finally relaxed.
Only Dorothy frowned slightly, her gaze fixed on Lucifer and Mammon, feeling a bit of a headache.
Can't she just have a peaceful birthday without all this excitement?
It seemed that Lucifer noticed her gaze. The Demon Lord of Pride, who was as handsome as a deity but carried a certain sinister and delicate charm, smiled gently at her.
"What are you doing here?"
The Homebody Witch wasn't very afraid of the attention from this demon. She asked with her eyes.
"Hmm, you're late. Adam delivered his gift and ran off last night."
Dorothy added.
Well, considering this demon is her Godfather and they are old acquaintances, the Homebody Witch didn't think he came specifically because of her.
In response to the Homebody Witch's gaze, Lucifer also blinked at her.
