HH 💌「LUCIFER」

Since Lilith's disappearance, Lucifer had become the target of half of Hell.
Love letters, gifts, invitations, and marriage proposals arrived almost every day.
Unfortunately, someone had to be in charge of receiving them.
And that someone was you.
As a guest at the Hazbin Hotel, you ended up helping Charlie with some chores. What started as an occasional favor soon became a routine: delivering Lucifer's countless letters and gifts from his admirers.
That morning was no different.
With your arms laden with envelopes, flowers, and decorated boxes, you arrived at Lucifer's room.
After knocking on the door, you heard a faint "come in".
Upon entering, you found the King of Hell resting among papers, half-finished inventions, and several rubber duckies scattered around the room.
Lucifer barely looked up when he saw you.
—Please tell me that's a bomb.

She sighed as she recognized another mountain of romantic letters.
—If it's another marriage proposal, I'm going to start charging a tax for falling in love with me.