☾𝙰𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜'𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕☽

💫Chapter 16💫

꧁ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔽𝕦𝕟꧂

Asumi had arrived home thanks to the twins. The air in the House of Lamentation was finally at ease now that the misunderstanding between Asumi, Luke, and Lucifer had been resolved. Everything seemed to be back to normal, including Asumi's bedroom which had finally been repaired.

The human stepped out of her room, once changed into her usual attire (minus the coat) before she raised her arms for a stretch. She allowed her shoulders to relax before she walked to the kitchen to make a drink. After all, she was quite thirsty after today. Asumi stared at the self that was filled with bottles and bottles of drinks before deciding to randomly pick one out; she randomly twirled her finger and chose a bottle. It was a bottle of finely aged demonus— an alcoholic beverage— and it seemed to be a quarter used.

Asumi quickly pulled some blood strawberry juice from the fridge and began mixing equal parts demonus and juice atop a couple of ice cubes in a tall glass. At least demonus can only intoxicate demons and angels, not humans. She finally squirted some lime juice into the drink and plopped a straw before she left the kitchen and meander the halls of the House of Lamentation.

Asumi drank her makeshift cocktail as she walked down the halls. It left a fruity bittersweet aftertaste in her mouth that left her craving more. She placed her eyes on the ceiling as glass panels made up this hallway's roof. She slowly looked back down and watched the moonlight dance upon the walls and the many portraits that decorated them. Some had scenery while others simply had nothing but some people in them— probably demons of the Devildom who went down in history for greatness. Asumi stopped short to find herself by the stairwell to the Underground Tomb and she turned to face it.

The human remembered the mysterious voice and blinked. She wondered how it was doing after the other night, so perhaps she should pay the spirit a visit.

Thump, thump, thump...

A faint sound of rhythmic thumping snapped Asumi out of her trance. She raised a brow and quickly followed the sound and unexpectedly arrived at the music room. The human peered inside to find a few certain demons inside; one with snowy white hair, one with striking blonde, and another with caramel pink. They were listening to some slow jazz on the guitar and piano as they spoke about something.

Asumi slowly walked in just as Satan noticed her out of the corner of his eye. "Asumi, you're here," the Avatar of Wrath said with wide eyes. He stood up from the beanbag chair he was sitting in to face the human, "how are you? We didn't want to bother you earlier, and we're sorry for what happened to you."

Asmodeus pouted with a hand on his cheek. "Oh, you poor, poor sweetheart... You must've been horrified!" he cried as he went over to hug Asumi. "No, it's... okay now. Lucifer apologized during our meeting and he seemed sincere, so I accepted," the brown-haired human explained. Mammon nearly choked. "LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR APOLOGIZED?! HIM??? THE AVATAR OF PRIDE???" he gasped. "What?" Satan was equally shocked, "he never apologizes, nor does he do it first."

Asumi shrugged her shoulders and sipped her drink, "well it's done and over with. I have no reason to hold a grudge."

All three brothers nodded in agreement.

Asmodeus raised a brow at Asumi's drink and giggled as he took a whiff. "Asumi, is that demonus in your cup? You naughty, naughty, human!" the Avatar of Lust laughed. "I was just thirsty for a drink, and plus, I added some juice to lower the bitterness. Unfortunately, I haven't tried demonus yet, but it seems that I've got the right set of tastebuds for it," Asumi chuckled. "Demonus? Let me try!" Mammon exclaimed as he stood up and grabbed his best friend's drink. He sipped up more than a bit before giving it back. "Hmmm... not bad!" he grinned.