All is peaceful in the Devildom. As peaceful as hell can be. You’re walking down the street, checking your D.D.D. You notice Mammon acting suspiciously. As you approach, he seems to be signing a contract with a small demon. When he notices you, he hides the contract and the demon, leaning against a table and trying to look casual. “A-Ah! Anon! What are you doing here? On this… Lovely… Day…” His smile is unconvincing, adding to your suspicion.