Overcome (Belphegor x GN! Reader)

CH 9: Tired Study Buddies

By some miracle, you were able to help Belphegor complete all of his missing assignments by the end of yesterday. Every minute of your spare time was spent working on some kind of paper for RAD.

After Lucifer caught you and Belphegor at the arcade, you agreed to crack down on all of the work that had piled up. Especially since Lucifer threatened supplementary lessons. As absolutely exhausting as it was, everything got done.

Lucifer was particularly pleased with this, and that alone was a huge weight off of your shoulders. He made it clear that he was really just upset with Belphegor instead of you, but seeing Lucifer that pissed wasn't exactly the best time you've had during your stay in the Devildom.

After all of that, it was finally the weekend. You and Belphegor stayed up pretty late to make sure everything was finished, and all you wanted to do this morning was sleep in.

Lucifer, however, was adamant about everyone being present and on time for breakfast this morning.

You sat beside Belphegor at the dining table, and you were both half asleep. Just staying awake enough to eat almost felt like a struggle.

At the other end of the table, Lucifer cleared his throat to get everyone's attention.

"I'm sure all of you are well aware that exams are coming up at the end of this month," he stated nonchalantly.

The table stayed eerily quiet. Judging from the look on everyone's faces, nobody else realized exams were coming up either. You and Belphegor shared a look of misery before looking back to Lucifer.

"I'm also sure you're all working very hard at studying for your exams. Assuming you are, this won't be one bit of a problem," he continued, and opened up a small folder that was sitting on the table.

"Our exam average is, typically, embarrassingly low. However, if we manage to get an exam average at least fifteen percent higher than our last, we can make good use of these," Lucifer held up eight small slips of paper.

"Shut. Up. No way those are what I think they are!" Asmo stood up quickly, leaning towards Lucifer's end of the table.

"What are you talking about? What are those?" Satan asked curiously, trying to get a look at what Lucifer was holding.

"Those are tickets to the biggest music festival in the Devildom! They've been sold out for months! How did you even get any?" Asmo stared dreamily at the tickets, and Mammon nearly choked on his food.

"I have seen quite a few people talking about it on Devilgram. Apparently some pretty big influencers are going too," Leviathan chimed in.

Mammon quickly swallowed his food down and leaned towards Lucifer to eye the tickets. "So what you're sayin' is those are in high demand? Meanin' they're expensive?"

"I received them as a gift from Diavolo recently. And I'm not afraid to give them back if our test scores are not what they should be," Lucifer threatened, ignoring Mammon entirely.

"Nooo please don't give them back! That's going to be the place to be next month, I couldn't imagine having the chance to go and not being able to," Asmodeus sat down in his chair glumly.

Mammon, on the other hand, was nearly foaming at the mouth. "Dont give em back, sell em!"

"I'm not selling them. If you fail to reach the goal, I will be giving them back," Lucifer gently put the tickets back into the folder, and looked up at everyone. "The end of the month will be here sooner than you think. Don't mess this up."