Author's note: Well, what a surprise, another new chapter. What can I say? This got me inspired to write this new chapter, I hope you guys enjoy it. Have fun guys. As much I had from writing this one. XD

The sinners who walked towards their work couldn't help but blink in surprise or even be wary of something that took all of them out of their comfort zone, most of them had to rub their eyes just to see if what they were seeing was not an illusion. Since the time their boss, the owner of the weapon factory and yet the Overlord of weapons, Carmilla Carmine simply with a satisfied smile on her face, as she was even humming in good humor as she passed the afternoon checking the paperwork and the reports done by the last events of the Extermination Day.

Usually, this type of work would take weeks, and each day would be stressful for the overlord known for using angelical weapons, making her always frown upon reading the details of the tragedies and damages done each year, about how many sinners were dead and how many proprieties destroyed on that night. But still, the white-haired matriarch seemed to be working and checking the details in good humor, as she seemed to be reading the paperwork and adding a few notes like she usually does.

The bodyguards who were outside of her office were also the ones that had no fucking idea what the hell just happened, but day after day their boss acted weirder since the time she returned with that specific shirt, but that wasn't something they should be talking about. She looked very serious and polite like she usually does, but when she returned from the lunch break, she looked like she had the best day of her life.

"You don't think that she fucked someone on the lunch break do you?" One of the security guards asked, as the other who seemed to be checking left and right, simply remained quiet.

"I don't know, and I don't care, but it seems so, that was a smile that my girlfriend did when we spent the whole weekend having sex." The other security guard whispered, as he didn't want to imagine their boss hearing them just for the next second she took one of the experimental weapons and used it to kill them.

"I still say that she was faking orgasm, but whatever makes you sleep at night." The other replied which suddenly received a punch on his face. "Oh, do you want to fight?"

"Another time, we gotta work to do." The one who delivered the punch said, as he pointed inside the office, where Carmilla Carmine seemed to be with her door opened, preparing a few papers, just for suddenly both bodyguards had their spines shiver, from a presence as they slowly turned their heads down... A spider... a dozen spiders crawling towards the floor, which made them turn their heads at the elevator, as the many other sinners gulped into seeing the presence of another sinner, way more powerful and dangerous than they ever saw... An Overlord.

A lanky, spider-like sinner with dark gray skin and lime-green eyes. He wears all-black clothing, with a pitch-black cloak that covers most of his body. At the front of his cloak is a large black spider with lime green stripes on its eight legs, as well as lime green eyes and lime green on its back. The interior of his cloak is lime green with a spider web pattern and four red spider legs extending across the cloak.

He also wears a distinctive big black top hat with a light grey patch at the front, along with a gray skull and a lime green-and-maroon-striped feather on the right side.

They were the presence of one of the archaic Overlords... Zestial, slowly passed by the security guards, and each of them turned their heads, to try not to look at him. Since there was a rumor that his little spiders could eat your eyes from inside of your brain, and those fucking tiny spiders could go across all the 7 rings of hell. Nobody knows until they see them, not knowing if they are just demonic spiders or actual spies made by the overlord himself.

That doesn't even matter, since the Overlord passed towards the defenses, knowing that his good friend was waiting for him in the main office of the company.

Amusement was indeed an interesting feeling as the oldest overlord had by seeing Carmilla simply humming happily as she organized the papers. Probably from a good afternoon lunch the matriarch of Carmine's family had been doing with the newest addition to her family.

"It seems someone had a great day," A voice made the composed weapon mistress actually give a small smile in recognition of seeing a good friend once again.

"Zestial, how are you, my friend?" Carmilla said as she decided to give a slight break towards all the reports that she had been reading since seeing the overlord coming to her office meant that he wanted to have a conversation with her. And as much she would have to tell that she was busy during the day. She could find a time to fit her good friend on it.

"I have been well, and by seeing from here, it seems that I wasn't the only one." Zestial chuckled, as he could see Carmilla suddenly realized what he meant, which she did her best to try to narrow her eyes, but the old spider overlord chuckled at her attempt. "Don't be such a strange my dear friend, I am not here to judge, since it had been for the best of your own interests. How was the honeymoon?"

"Such a question would be answered with a bullet in your head my dear friend, I recommend you not push my patience," Carmilla said in a solemn tone, to which the good overlord gave a well-polite smile.

"Warning and not shooting? Then you had such a marvelous afternoon." Zestial said, as he walked to sit on the chair in front of his good friend, who was about to complain. "How is Mr. Knowlastname treating you?"

"You mean Moxxie, I presume?" Carmilla didn't need to ask who the person her friend was talking about, but seeing the oldest overlord nodding his head in amusement, the Latina overlord couldn't help but offer a cup of coffee to his friend, but seeing her friend raising his palm to refuse, she rolled her eyes, as she took the other kettle which she placed tea on the cup, just for the delight of the old overlord, who now nodded his head in satisfaction. "I would be lying if I told you these chaotic days wouldn't have been pleasant in the end. I forgot when was the last time I had quite enjoyed a good meal with a company that I won't need to keep my guard up."

"That sounds marvelous my dear friend." Zestial chuckled from seeing how relaxed and more pleased the woman in front of him was, seeing that indeed those chaotic events had led to something not just amusing for him, but also for the benefit of the overlords and the imp himself. "And how he has been taking the engagement?"

"Like any person who just woke up being married, in complete panic, but trying to reassure that he wouldn't be a bother for me and for the little brat, and wanted to start things slowly, by knowing more about myself, as the same way I learned quite much about him," Carmilla said, as she immediately refused to tell her friend that she actually had a date which ended up with herself having a good sex on the restaurant.

"That sounds like the right decision. And since I have known you for all these years, I know that you also want me to have some intel about his past," Zestial simply commented as he took a sip of his tea, as immediately from inside his robe, his arm showed a folder which he carefully placed over the table. "I made the favor by releasing my spiders across Greed Ring, and it took more time than I would have expected, but 3 days was enough for my spiders to go inside of the mind of a few goons from the mafia bosses across the ring.

To not raise suspicion, I had to keep them alive, which simply my spiders probably just gave them nightmares. But from one spider in particular, I managed to find something interesting. Inside of a demon shark named Alesio... the right-hand of the Knowlastname family.

Carmilla listened to her friend as she looked at the folder, a picture of a portrait of a family, of a person who looked exactly like her husband, but had more of a malevolent and arrogance look on his face than seeing the little imp who could clearly see it was her own husband, from his big eyes and face looking with a mix of fear and nervousness... And then a beautiful woman imp whose face was shaded by the shadows, but she could see that she was indeed beautiful.

Their style of clothing looked Italian, the same way the mafia mobsters would look like. And from that, Carmilla could see the reflection of the eyes of the little imp. The same nervousness and yet not wanting to hurt someone else. It clearly shows the contrast difference between the person who she married too, to and the arrogant father-in-law that she has.

Father-in-law, just that thought was actually funny to her, since she doesn't remember actually having one in life, since all of them were dead, by exterminators or for some kind of shitty luck, they went to heaven by pure miracle.

"Born in Wrath but quickly moving to Greed Ring, growing up with the culture taught by both his parents, the boy was born into a mafia style of life, no wonder that he knows so much about assassinations and how to use a sniper," Zestial complimented as Carmilla could see the pictures of how on 4 years old was holding a small sniper weapon, then looking a picture of the imp growing up as it showed his progress as mob goon, or even doing some services. A picture of him and a shark demon boy in their teenage years. Possible boyfriend which made Carmilla raise her eyebrow as she continued reading the report. "But it seems that he had been running away from his past since he doesn't want to find himself caught on the strings of the mafia life ever again."

Carmilla looked at the report about the possible boyfriend left at the bank robbery and Moxxie was caught, which immediately made there wasn't a picture over there, but the look over the past, Carmilla could see how serious the imp must have worked to actually travel away from the prison on Greed Ring and travel to Pride Ring in search of a new life.

"Do you think he has been sincere?" Carmilla's usual good mood was diminished as all her guard remained up since she didn't want anyone to try to explore her or use her for any kind of circumstance... "Because a father who probably must be a cruel mafia boss, and would treat anyone as type of cruelty, what would you think that wouldn't make him follow his steps?"

"The next page... my dear friend..." Zestial simply said, as immediately Carmilla saw a small picture of a white shoe... in what would be in the water... And from inside the water, a skeleton... which immediately made Carmilla had her eyes open in shock, staring at her friend, who simply looked solemn, "You don't need to be a genius to figure out what happened, and how desperately he wanted to stay away from Greed Ring to try to live a new life... Because there was nothing good for him to return."

Carmilla's face clearly darkened, as her anger showed nothing more than pure hatred and despise...

"Hold old he was..." Carmilla's only question was interrupted when her friend showed the next picture, of Moxxie being alone broking down on the mansion that belonged to the mafia boss...

"8 years old..." Zestial said as he could see the glowing coming from the angelical blades of his friends' legs...

"I usually wouldn't blame the man since it would be treated as hypocrisy on my part, since the cartel wars ended up with both me and Guillermo Muertos..." Carmilla said as she tried to compose herself but she failed since she never felt so much anger in her entire life. "But MALDITO SEA EL OMBRE who did this just to have the pleasure of torturing their own children, killing his wife as an example? no es de extrañar que tuviera tantas ganas de alejarse de su familiar."

"Carmilla, my dear... your Spanish had been too much for me, could you tone it down please?" Zestial said which immediately the overlord of weapons, took deep breaths until her eyes looked firmly.

"It's no wonder he left Greed Ring, there was nothing worth for him, only shame and disgrace..." Carmilla commented as she now regained her composure and took a slight sip of her coffee. "You just came here to give me information about my husband?"

"Not at all," Zestial said as he was sipping his tea. Looking solemnly at the look on his friend's face, he knew that he probably destroyed the mood she was having during the day. "I wanted to give you the results of the investigation I had been doing across the Rings, and from what I saw, I still have no recollection of how he escaped from the prison, but until this far, everything he just did seems completely legit, and he was very well versed in Shakespeare since I discovered from his former bedroom a good collection of theaters. Never thought he also enjoyed Phantom of Opera."

"Yes he does, he once told me that if he could have the opportunity he could have become a theatre critic, but he had to more focus on his abilities on weapon shooting. Since I don't want him to talk about my soap operas." Carmilla said as she recalled the time they talked over the restaurant, and she couldn't help but smirk at seeing the pouting face of the imp when she said that. Nobody talks badly of her soap opera and goes away without dying or with a kick in the nuts.

Zestial chuckled, seeing the slight tension created being lighting up from how in better humor the woman in front of him was. It seems that she had a very interesting afternoon. But still, it was a good time to keep talking and working a good time debating on what his friend had in mind since the aftermath of all the chaos happening on the week, and even her view on how it had been passing the time with the imp.

"Hmmm... it seems that the more you talked about him, the more interesting the imp seems to me. If you want, I can try to check if his feelings for you are legit."

"I don't want you to place your spiders on him Zestial... especially from reading this report. I think I have enough to understand that he is legit of his feelings, and from what he talked to me this afternoon, he was sincere, my gut had been telling me that." Carmilla said that even she was very mad for reading such reports... she just couldn't help but be glad that she could at least drop her guards when she is alone with Moxxie, at the time she was at the restaurant, it wasn't Carmilla Carmine the owner of Carmine's angelic weapons, the CEO with iron fist to control the budget and help a way to save the damages across the Pentagram City, no... she was just Carmilla, a wife who just committed a mistake to marry a man who she never meet before and a person she found very annoying, but now she had to live and pass the time into learning and coexist with them...

And she never thought that would be enough to make her simply more optimistic about life.

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"Then it would be for the best if we move the construction of that building to the northwest region," Zestial said as both looked at the map, giving a good way to overview the situation when it comes across the next year.

"It would take a few hundred of thousands of souls but I think we could manage that," Carmilla said since her friend always had been spotting the best locations in strategic places for when it comes to weapons distribution. "Is there a specific reason for that?"

The overlord of spiders and espionage chuckled, as he gave his mysterious smile, which sometimes annoyed even his best friend.

"I got some interesting rumors in relation to what's going to happen in that area, nothing was set in stone yet. But I think it was good to be safe than sorry." Zestial replied immediately Carmilla nodded her head, writing a few notes into the cordinates and making sure to pass on some of her employees to check better on what's on the risk of that area. But then with a title on his head, he saw a light red dot on the telephone. "The telephone is about to ring."

And at that moment, Carmilla looked in surprise at her friend that in the next second the telephone of the company indeed started to ring, making the overlord of weapons stare at her friend who simply smiled mysteriously.

"Hello... oh, good evening Moxxie, how was the interview?" Carmilla said as she was surprised to receive a call from her husband, and from the tone of voice coming from the imp, she knew that he sounded nervous. "Oh you got the job, that's as expected, as long that you acted politely and you let my brand speak for you, it seems that everyth- what do you mean you got ambushed?"

Zestial looked in amusement as he could see his friend immediately frowning from the conversation on the telephone.

"How many they were? Oh... that was the problem? How many bullets and magazines did you use? Hmmm... Impressive 2 magazines and a half, shows that you were very concerned with saving ammo for the combat, very astute of your part..." Carmilla said in a composed tone, as she was about to facepalm for only giving angelical handguns to someone who just lost it on the same day... But she found it kind of amusing that the concern her husband had was for the quantity of bullets that he actually used on the showdown. "Hmm? Oh, your concern was because of the material used and you are trying to guess how much it would cost to get more ammo. That's a valid concern, tell me... where are you going to spend the night?"

That question made Zestial raise his eyebrows in curiosity, while Carmilla sounded very professional.

"Are you going to pass the night with your imp friend? Very well." Carmilla commented as she wasn't comfortable calling him to spend the night with her, and neither with her daughters, but she was glad Moxxie actually thought about it as well. But knowing that imp would like to have a way to get more munition, she had an idea on her mind. "What do you think about us having breakfast in Pentagram City? I know a good place where the coffee is absolutely delightful. Indeed, well, I wish you a good night of sleep Moxxie. See you tomorrow."

And with that, the matriarch of the Carmine family had to turn off the telephone which she immediately could see the look of amusement of the overlord nearby her.

"I know what you are thinking, don't say a word." Carmilla narrowed her eyes, while the gleam on the eyes of her good friend sparkled.

"Is that what the young demons would call it, being thirsty for your husband?" Zestial said while he transformed himself into a few dozen tiny spiders before Carmilla kicked the air with her angelical blades. Her pale face was obfuscated by the red blush, as he could see her good friend leaving with the office... "Also I loved the new shirt you got it. It fits you really well from everything I learned of your marriage."

"Cabrón cornudo," Carmilla cursed, as much as she loved her good friend, even on the times they were in hell for so long, she usually hated when he teased her like that, it was like he was treating her like a simple little lovesick teenager or worse... like that brat of the Vees, but she swore that she is going to pay him back. She also knows how to press his buttons too.

But at least she could see that she could pass the good morning before going to work, she could enjoy a good experience of drinking coffee with Moxxie, as she also could give him the magazines he would need for the work, at least she could understand that he always takes his work seriously and it was very rare to find someone willing to go that far just for a job interview, but sometimes she underestimate the stupidity of the sinners into trying to ambush someone else, this time she couldn't help but curse the stupidity of the sinners. That would also be a good opportunity for her to make some notes about who recently died from her guns. And with the new report she could give to King Lucifer for this way, he could give to heaven about how the imminent quantity of sinners on Pride Ring until now.

As she was about to resume her work, suddenly she heard someone approaching, which made her amused to see two of her daughters appearing with a basket full of fruits and chocolate, and with probably a note telling them: they were feeling sorry.

"Hello madre, we brought a gift as our way to apologize for not being at work today," Clara said as Odette simply remained in silence.

Carmilla sighed, knowing that it was indeed a very good attempt.

"I commend you mi hijas for trying to cheer me up, however, what you both did wasn't not only stupid and not trustworthy, but also clearly made me feel frustrated for seeing my two daughters actually trying to spy me on my date." Carmilla composed herself as she got up from her seat, she gave a slight look to see how her daughters brought her favorite chocolate and all the fruits that she loved around the markets, she knew they passed hours trying to find everything that would make her accept their apologies. "But since you gave a lot of work on this... I will accept this gift."

"Oh, that's great. And here I t-" Clara sighed in relief, while Odette also felt a good weight being lifted from her shoulders.

Click*

Until the duo of daughters looked at their mother who immediately locked the door of the office.

"Madre, why did you close the door?" Odette asked as she was feeling a bad feeling.

Carmilla simply walked past them, knowing they weren't going to escape anymore... And with the safe on the wall, Carmilla calmly pressed the right combination. Slowly the metal safe opened and the daughters of Carmilla Carmine paled into seeing the presence of a terrifying force. Something that clearly made them sweat in fear and panic.

"La Chancla" Both Clara and Odette felt shivers on the spine, and the matriarch calmly had in her hands, one of the most terrifying weapons that any children would have when their parents had on their hands. A flip flop, but one made especially with Carmine design and angelical steel, which the daughters would be feeling the pain for days... "NO MAMÁ, POR FAVOR, NO POR FAVOR, LO SIENTO, NO HAGAS ESTO, POR FAVOR. AHHHHHHHHHHHH"

And on that point, the security guards remained with their eyes closed, mouths shut, and closing their ears. They don't see, nor hear, and neither will talk about it. It's their way to remain alive.

Loona at the first time she met the imp, she mostly rolled her eyes and complained about how Blizo adopted everyone he saw, but it became really different when suddenly that imp just disappeared for the night and on the next day as well, and just appeared to talk to her adoptive father and take Chinese food with them. She couldn't complain since she was having more fun using her hellphone and passing the night alone at home.

When they returned, Loona was about to sleep in the bathroom with Blitzo sleeping on the floor when suddenly she just saw Moxxie slowly calling her name.

"What do you want?" Loona asked as she suddenly saw the imp looking a bit nervous at her.

"Loona, you are very aware of social media right?" Moxxie asked immediately the girl raised her eyebrow inquiring about what was his point. "I just got a message from someone, and it's those little images..."

"Emojis," Loona corrected as she could see the imp nodding at her.

"Yes, but I'm not sure what she was saying, all it was written is: Hey, a kissy face, then a saucy smirking face, three balloons, and a locomotive..." Moxxie explained as he was wondering what kind of message was that, which Loona had her eyebrows raised.

"She says she likes you," Loona said as she then saw the imp had a revelation, which immediately the imp decided to write something.

"Dearest Velv, I hope this finds you well," Moxxie said loudly as he pressed the keys of the hellphone which immediately made the hellhound's eyes twitch from disbelief. "I so appreciated your last communication."

"NO, STOP STOP, HOLYFUCK WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Loona said as she couldn't believe an imp was making such a disgraceful message in front of her, especially on a person who just sent a message with emojis, it was blasphemy. "Just send her an eggplant and an erupting volcano."

"Really?" Moxxie said as he followed her instructions and just sent 2 emojis to the person. Somehow the hellhound felt that she did a great favor for the puny imp who just become a roommate in the apartment. "Ugh, I felt that I almost fucked up again..."

"Well, glad to help you, why the fuck you needed to send a message like that?" Loona wondered as she could see the imp lying on the sofa, probably melting down from all the changes.

"Ugh... It's a long story but in resume... I insulted the overlord of social media by saying my dad thinks social media is a waste of time." Moxxie said as he suddenly could hear Loona freezing, as she looked in disbelief for the imp who groaned in pain.

"Hahahaha, okay that's a funny joke, nobody would be stupid or suicidal enough to insult an overlord. Especially when it comes to their style of work." Loona said as she laughed but suddenly she just realized the imp wasn't laughing, and her expression slowly turned in disbelief. "Seriously, there is no one who could insult an overlord and would be alive to tell the history. No one..."

"Like I said, it's a long story, and it's a circumstance difficult to exp-"

"MOXXIE IS THE HUSBAND OF THE OVERLORD OF SOCIAL MEDIA AND OVERLORD OF WEAPONS, AND HE FUCKED UP BY TALKING SHIT OF ONE OF HIS WIVES JOB." Blitzo opened the door by interrupting the conversation which immediately made the imp on the sofa groaning in anger.

"OH COME ON, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT?" Moxxie shouted as he had to be reminded of the slight mistake and since at that moment, Loona had her mouth opened in shock, from all the absurd that she had been hearing in those 5 minutes. "Oh wait... she sends me a picture. Oh...ohhhhhhhhhh,"

"She sends you a nude Moxxie," Blitzo said as he appeared behind his friend, and decided to give some tip. "You should also do the same, take the picture from a down to up angle, which would make your dick look bigger."

"Ugh... do I have to?" Moxxie was about to complain but knowing that he was still inexperienced with social media, he couldn't help but ask... Which Blitzo nodded his head.

"Those are the rules Moxxie." And with that, Loona decided she had enough for the day, and was going to get herself knocked out and pretend that she didn't hear what she just did hear.

The next day, Moxxie brought him a few clothes with him while dressing more formally than the usual suit that he was wearing, and immediately had to get out of the apartment, which Loona from the time she had to understand that he was indeed going to try to have an interview into working as a bodyguard, she would have scoffed, but from Blitzo telling that now that he had connections, it will surely help Moxxie into find better work, and with that, they at least would have a rent for the rest of the month, which was a good thing since they are almost on the deadline to pay the rent.

Loona had to give to Blitzo, since she heard from him that he would be trying to pay for the food by using the credit cards, and had given a lot of work by using all of them as much as possible. Managed to bring a large quantity of food by using at least 30 credit cards without calling the suspicions of the bank. But also they still have part of the struggle when it comes to paying the rent.

Which now the imp who was now staying with them both had to be the one doing the service. At the time it took the whole day, Blitzo was watching television with her looking at the social media from hell, which at the time both seemed to be seeing one of the Vox reality shows, about the poor fuckers fucking up from some terrible mistake leading to their deaths.

Suddenly a knock came over the door, which immediately Blitzo went to open the door, only to be surprised to see Moxxie exhausted, a good part of his cloth covered in blood, and holding a suitcase with him.

"Goddamn Mox, you passed the entire day out, I thought you died," Blitzo said as he looked at the short imp who seemed to be with the desire to sleep on the couch. "How was the interview?"

"It was nice... I got the job." Moxxie said as he immediately went to the sofa, to lay around, while Loona gave some space for the imp.

"Why are you smelling sex and blood?" Loona said the question which immediately made the imp groan on the couch.

"Oh, hell yeah. That's what I'm talking about. I knew the job was for you." Blitzo said as he patted the back of the imp who was groaning on the coach. "So did you have sex with the interviewers or the sex was with your wife?"

"Ughhhhh," Moxxie said as he simply wanted to sleep. But Loona rolled her eyes, took the imp from the couch, and held him towards the bathroom.

"Go take a shower, you are stinking, even with sex and blood, it still bugs me, now go clean yourself," Loona said as she closed the bathroom door, and looked at her adoptive father.

"Loony, I know what you are thinking," Blitzo said as the hellhound growled at him. "Alright, I will clean the couch, and go to bed. Shesh, good night sweetheart."

"Good night..." Loona said as she sighed, knowing the day had been crazier with every day happening around. And she thinks that the more she stayed with those 2 imps, the crazier it would get. She sometimes wondered if leaving the orphanage would have been the best for her sanity. But looking behind, she then on where she was now... she simply didn't give a fuck about her past and decided to accept it. Fuck the past.

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"So we are invited to participate in the festival of Gluttony food? And then there will be a VIP session party after the festival? HELL YEAH, COUNT ME IN." Blitzo said excited as he was ready to be there just to enjoy the party while his friend was doing all the bodyguard work.

"Yeah, I got the option to invite at least 4 people, and I would be a jerk to not invite Velvette since she would take pictures of the food as a way to post on social media, and probably she would enjoy taking pictures of the party done by the sin of Gluttony, and Carmilla would find delightful way to expend the time checking the event, since from what I discovered she didn't pass much of the time doing social events since incidents of worry happening towards each year," Moxxie explained as he scratched his head nervous. And then he looked at both Loona and Blitzo. "And also I would be a jerk if I didn't invite you both as well, I mean..."

"Well, you don't need to say anything else, Mox, if you want a foursome you found the right guy."

"And now you made it weird." Both Loona and Moxxie said as they glared at the imp who simply shrugged off.

"Anyway, I wouldn't be here if not for your help Blitzo, and also since you helped me from the beginning. This is my way to say thanks, while I still have to keep working on my job." Moxxie commented as he saw Blitzo anxious to see Moxxie ready to open his suitcase. "Well, behold sir, the Carmine's Angelical handguns, Desert Eagle and Colt 1991..."

Blitzo whistled as he couldn't help but take on hands the two beauties Moxxie simply rolled his eyes, and Loona staring at him in disbelief couldn't help but ask.

"You let Blitzo hold angelical guns, Blitzo?" Loona said in emphasis into giving the look which the short imp scoffed.

"They are out of bullets, I made sure to empty all of them, and hid the bullets inside of my inner pockets. Let Blitzo use the guns my wife gave to me. I wouldn't even dream about it." Moxxie said which immediately Loona nodded her head in appreciation.

"Oh come on, you both suck," Blitzo said, as Moxxie took his guns back. "So these were the guns that you used to gun down 20 sinners."

"Yep, and now I need to talk with Carmilla once again and prepare myself for the job tomorrow, and thankfully it will be a good opportunity to invite her to the Gluttony Festival," Moxxie explained, as he was combing his hair. "Oh shit, I also have to tell Velvette about it... And I don't know if that's a good time to call her."

"Send her a message," Loona said as she rolled her eyes.

"Err..."

"Queen Crown, cellphone emoji, pizza, hamburger, milkshake, ice cream, hat party, a woman dancing in a red dress, queen crown, bee, music notes, cocktail, fire, fire, fire, smile with a tongue satisfied with food, sparkles, eyes wide open, balloon party." Loona gave the explanation of the emojis which literally, made Moxxie tilt his head at her. "Trust me, you just created a thesis of everything."

Moxxie looked at her weirdly but simply obeyed the hellhound. The next minute, he felt his hellphone vibrate, and he had his eyes wide open in surprise.

"Hello?" Moxxie asked nervously...

"Moxxie, are you telling me that the event of Gluttony Ring food festival is an event which later will have an after-party in which the sin of Gluttony Bee-lzebub herself will be doing a party, and you are inviting me because this is one of the best parties of hell, and you said you don't want me to miss the party because I'm the Overlord of Social Media? Is that what you are trying to tell me?" Velvette commented with all the seriousness in her tone, seeing that many of her employees paused to check the news from the sudden comment since one of the girls was in the middle of being dressed as a model.

"Yeah?" Moxxie said nervously...

"Meet me at my apartment at 5 in the afternoon," Velvette commented slowly as she didn't even let the imp have time to reply. "I'm going to ride your dick until both of us get in orgasmic coma."

"Err... the event will happen tomorrow, are you sure that you want to look tired for tomorrow?" Moxxie asked as his tone sounded really nervous...

The overlord of fashion and social media had to give a point to the imp, since clearly, she needed to be at her best, to make sure to take all the pictures and even publish on the face of the losers who never could be into one of the Bee-lzebub parties, it was something that she could flex around social media forever.

"Alright, I will concede this point to you... but you better prepare your dick for me for another day... Because after that, I'm not going to stop, even as you beg me... Oh no... as a way of an interesting threat... I'm going like a Valentino into one of his frenzies... so prepare to burn all the calories that I'm going to eat." Velvette said as she smiled smugly into hearing him gulping dryly. "Great, thank you hubby, kisses."

And at the time Velvette turned off the hellphones, she turned to see all her employees staring at her in surprise and shock.

"ALRIGHT FUCKING COWS, WE HAVE A SITUATION HERE." Velvette exclaimed as immediately all her stylists gulped into seeing Velvette narrowing her eyes at them. "2 layer clothes, one for a Gluttony Event, perfect to take pictures to publish on the Hellstagram, you can already imagine many plates which will create thousands if not hundreds of thousands of likes, favorites, and shares if you girls get it right. I will allow each one of you to have a picture of one plate in particular, showing that you all went to the festival. The other layer is for a party, this new information that only ME knows, and it will never leave this place. The person who spit it out I swear will be a play toy for Valentino for 1 week. But if you girls do it right, I will tag your names on the picture of the view of the party, which you could use Photoshop to place your picture on there."

And needlessly to say, Velvette commanded her studio with an iron fist, but the rewards were phenomenal as well since the sinners who worked for Velvette mostly were motivated by her popularity, so using the influence of one of the best events of Gluttony Ring appearing on the Pride Ring, especially with the idea of not being a party crasher, then their popularity would also sky-rocket. It was a very dangerous and risky choice, but the rewards were also big and generous. It was like Velvette was being kind to them.

"So I don't want to hear you bitches complaining about work. I want one layer of elegance and finesse but still show my bitchy style. And then my second layer I want sexy, daring, something provocative... And for the finale, for a little reward for the person who gave my invitation, I want something so sexy under those clothing, that I would want him to droll by seeing me, and then attack me like an animal on heat." Velvette said as her face was being shadowed, but with a smile showing all her teeth, she was ready to give a reward for her husband, who knows how many days they will be locked? Who fucking cares? She is going to enjoy the good food, and have a lot of sex to burn out everything.

"I think I should have written a message instead of using emojis," Moxxie said as he was getting paled from listening to what his wife had told him. "Maybe I should go to see Carmilla and talk to her personally while we drink coffee..."

"Wow Moxxie, you clearly bitches a lot of having too much sex. I Feel Like A Man Dying Of Thirst Watching Another Man Drown" Blitzo commented as he obviously heard Moxxie talking about how much sex he had with both his wives, and he was nearby when Velvette suggested what she was going to do to him after the festival, and once again being honest to someone made him get to an argument with the imp, which Loona simply decided that it was too early for her to get out of bed, she was going to be on her hellphone and place some videos to try to brainwash her and possibly make her forget what her adoptive father had just said.

It's too early for her to start drinking on the day, but she kinda wanted to wish to find an excuse to take a few bottles of booze for the sake of making herself drunk.

Sadly, nothing was easy for them. Since they are in hell.