Unfixable

The House of Lamentation

Outside the house, a white-haired male stands there waiting.

Y/n: "I understand Barbatos, no one is to know about my first pact but yours is fine. I'll text you the recipes later."

Barbatos wishes her goodbye.

Mammon: "...Ugh, I don't believe this. Of all the rotten luck... Why should I have to look after some mini-human? It's insulting. That rotten bastard... Does he really think he can scare me into doin' whatever he wants? I only agreed to this because... uh... Anyway, it doesn't matter! Just don't go thinking that I'm scared of Lucifer or anything! Because I'm not!"

Y/n: "Honestly, I really don't care."

Mammon: "WHAT?! Oh, now you're really in for it...! ...Although, come to think of it, I'm surprised you've got the guts to talk to me like that. You're not scared? I mean, I'm a demon. You do get that, right?"

Y/n: "I understand but whatever your relationship with Lucifer is it's none of my business."

Mammon: "...Hmph. You're a strange human, I'll give ya that. ...Ugh, whatever. Let's move on."

~Inside~

Mammon: "This is the House of Lamentation. It's one of the dorms here at RAD. Well, it's not just one of the dorms. It's the dorm reserved for student council members. Lucifer, Asmo, and all the others take every chance they can get to insult me. Callin' me scum, sayin' that I'm a money-grubber and stuff..."

Y/n tilts her head.

Mammon: "...but I'm an officer on the student council, same as them. The elite of the elite, the top of the RAD social pyramid. In other words, I am a big shot. Like, even regular big shots are impressed by what a big shot I am. So don't you go thinking that I'm just some ordinary demon. I'm nothing like those other peons walking the halls here. By the way, Diavolo is even more of a big shot. He's so important he's got his own castle. That's why he doesn't live here with us. ...Anyway, the long and short if it is that us seven brothers all live here together. Now it's time I show you to your room..."

Y/n: Just like Mikey.