Beelzebub was forced to greet the people whom he doesn't remember nor know. With his father standing right beside him, he wasn't able to complain much less let his smile falling from his lips. To look like the good boy wasn't exactly difficult as he had to act the same everyday when meeting his father. 

More guests coming and Beelzebub felt extremely fed up with the guests who keeps praising him for no context.

Curious, Beelzebub then looked around from his mother amd father's side to find his uncle, when he realized how his uncle was gone from the ballroom. 

His blood rushed and almost immediately, Beelzebub had ran away to the greenhouse, ignoring his father who was shocked calling for his name. 

Once he arrived, Beelzebub slammed the door open, entering to see the human woman sitting on the ground, dazing at her clothes which she had been sewing. 

"Did anyone came here?" Beelzebub questioned and as the woman didn't reply, he came closer and repeat the question but with a louder voice, "Did anyone come here?" 

The human woman snapped her eyes and met his eyes to shake her head. "No one can come here, according to you."

"Yes but there are certainly some people who ignore the rules and go by their own pace, entering people's territory as they wish," Beelzebub clicked his tongue and looked around the greenhouse. "My uncle is here and he isn't a great person, I think you should hide in the furthest corner of the greenhouse to avoid his uselessly sharp senses."

"Your uncle?" 

"Like anyone I do have an uncle," Beelzebub replied while looking at the woman who looked shocked when he mentioned his uncle, and he thought the woman was shocked to know he had other family member outside his father and mother. "He is a very greedy person. I know because I have overheard father's and mother's discussion before. He is someone who prioritize himself above everything."

"It sounds like you hate him a lot," hummed the human woman in response. 

"When I was young, I have a cousin. I should say I had, however. During the time, the rock dragon that my uncle fought with berserk around his house, destroying his house. My cousin was there as well, crying for her father which was him but do you know what he did?" Beelzebub questioned, his red eyes looking sharp when he asked his question. 

The human woman shook her head as speaking felt hard for her at this moment. 

Beelzebub said, "The rock dragon was aroused to anger because my uncle had tried to forcefully moved it out of its habitat. Ironically, instead of fighting the rock dragon, he had sacrificed his daughter to be eaten by the dragon instead of protecting her. Simply because he knew that to calm a dragon's anger, one have to feed a child into its mouth."

"He did that?" The human woman frowned severely, showing the same anger and disgust as any mother in the world who was blessed with children. To think a father could abandoned his own daughter was not only a surprising news but also one that was extremely disgusting and loathsome.

"That is why you should be careful. My uncle and father are not at their best attitude toward one another. If he knew you are here…" Beelzebub hummed, "He will kill you before placing his wronging to my father's side. Therefore, remember, avoid him."

Beelzebub couldn't stay for long and as he made his way out, the human woman took caught of his hand, and quickly said, "My name is Flora."

Beelzebub looked at the woman only to realize it until now that they haven't introduced each other despite how they met in the garden house turns out to be longer than he expected.

A friend was never bad, thought Beelzebub and he smiled whispering his name.

To think that to make friends was a fun thing to do, Beelzebub's smile grew wider. He looked at the woman in exchange, "And your name?"

"Welyn," The human woman looked at him to say, "That's my real name. Nice to meet you."

"And you too." Beelzebub slowly understand why humans could enjoy their short and counted life even though there was dangers around them that could take their life at any second. It was because even though their life was extremely short, they knows what to do to enjoy their life, even if it was short, they have friends and families to befriend with unlike in Hell where neighbors are their enemies in any second possible. 

Beelzebub felt himself somewhat excited now that they have exchange their names together. His eyes then suddenly snapped wide as he recalled that he had dashed away from the party hall without notifying his strict father. 

"I will go now, Welyn," Beelzebub quickly ran away from the greenhouse, his small legs running faster compared to the pace of a human adult.

Welyn continue to stare at Beelzebub's back before her lips pursed tightly. 

By the time he arrived, Beelzebub could see the anger filled eyes of his father glaring at him with almost something he would describe as hatred. 

His father warned him to stand beside him using only his glare and Beelzebub who understood the mean of his grim glare, silently followed his father behind.

Was it too late for him to apologize now? Wondered Beelzebub in silence. His father continues to ignore him and to his eyes, he could see his mother hadn't known that he had rushed away from the guests without properly excusing myself. 

His father's anger didn't stop even when finally the party ended. As people left, Beelzebub became anxious. It was only a few days ago that his father had slapped his cheeks but now, Beel was scared that his father would hurt him again.

Seeing his father's face didn't help him to calm down as there was only but mere anger on his father's face that he could never try to read.

The guests took off when his father finally made one last view to the room to make sure that they were alone. 

"Was it difficult for you to simply stand in your place and smile?" His father questioned; that caused Beelzebub, who already angry and fearful of his father's disappointing action last time, to frown when looking at his eyes.

"I had an urgent business I needed to attend," he gave an excuse which wasn't a complete lie. 

"Urgent business? How is this important business of yours is far more important than the job which I have given you?"

"I'm sorry father," Beelzebub bent his head forward so he wouldn't stare back at his father's glaring red eyes and instead offend him. Beelzebub couldn't afford his cheeks to be slapped like last time nice again. 

"Sorry? An apology? Again? How old are you now? And do every time I have to constantly reminds you that what you did is wrong? That you have to properly attend the party and leave only when you need it?"

Beelzebub couldn't help but looked out to meet his father's glaring eyes. His anger was reflected clearly on his eyes and he wasn't able to help but say, "And what? You do not want me to apologize. What else do you want me to say?"

His father's anger spike on his reply. While Beelzebub always had a word he held in his mouth to retort his father, this was the first time he had rebuke his father's words, causing the demon to be surprised and also angered. 

He raised his hand and Beelzebub at once closed his eyes at the same time his mother had entered the room, finding her son falling across the ground and staggering with blood dripping from his mouth. 

"No!" Belizabeth screamed. "What are you doing? Have you gone crazy? Do you remembered what you promised to me?"

Beelzebub could not feel anything as his cheeks turned numb and he could only hear the ringing noise beside his ears that his mother's words and his father blended into the background. 

He could see his mother's anger before seeing his father's anger. Raising his hand, he then touched his lips where blood was and stared at the red liquid in silence. 

Beelzebub only stand after a while. No anger was on his eyes anymore but tears that he had always suppressed. 

Disappointment mixed on his tears as he squeezed his eyes, trying to not let tears defeated him. "I hate you!" Beelzebub's voice cracked as he yelled the simple three words to his father. 

"You only wanted a perfect son, someone obedient enough to listen to whatever rule you make to yourself. But you know what? I will never become that son for you and I would never try to become one!" Beelzebub clenched his hands together into a fists. "Mother said that humans are greedy that they could harm their own children and you are no different with those humans!"

To be place at the same position as those punny demons was a very offensive statement for his father whose eyes flares with anger again but he only clenched his hands together and yelled. "You should never leave your room for this entire week. Until tomorrow if you do not apologize, there will be no food serve for you!" 

"Camuel!" Belizabeth screamed, running over her husband as she opposed the very idea of the punishment her husband had given. 

But Beelzebub didn't bother to argue. He simply went to his room and slumped on the bed, wiping his tears roughly as he didn't want to shed his tears for his father due to his pride. However when he thought about his father's action, he couldn't help but let the tears to stream more over his cheeks.