Samael could no longer keep up with Amaimon, therefore the older demon told his brother to cool down outside and literally kicked him out of his office with no more explanation.

He was a busy chairman after all; and being in the Vatican circle was a position of benefit to him even if he wasn't fully trusted by everyone; so Mephisto had business to attend and papers to sign to which Amaimon was a distraction from.

But the main problem with his younger brother now was the fact that his heat cycle had just started, and Amaimon had not regards in stating his needs and coaxing his older brother into fulfilling them; win win situation, you might think, but as I said, Mephisto was busy and couldn't take the whole week off to pound his brother's ass.

So it was this way that Amaimon decided to walk aimlessly and do his usual sight seeing and even maybe find someone worth his time to engage in acts of unspeakable debauchery with; but he didn't think the last option would be probable; even in Gehena, not many demons caught his eye; so what could Assiah, the human world, offer? The King of Earth made an irritated sound as he walked the busy streets; people turning around to look at him; that was a nice cosplay, yes definitely a cosplay.

"Wow! Look at that wig!" a kid's voice sounded in the crowd as Amaimon passed by. The youngster, not older than 13 pulled on his mom's yukata, pointing at the distracted and irritated demon that threatened to get lost in the sea of people before this enthusiastic cosplay fan could get a picture of him. Before his mother could say anything, the kid ran towards Amaimon, pulling on his coat to get his attention. "Hey, Hey, Mister!" the almost annoying voice ringed in Amaimon's ears at the same time he felt the pull and turned around with curiosity; deep mysterious blue eyes finding an unknown person holding on his coat with quite a bit of strength, although it didn't posses a threat. Amaimon's face remained stoic as usual, no signs of his curiosity showing.

"Hello sir, that's an amazing wig! Can I have a picture with you?" The kid asked pleading with his hands, and Amaimon tilted his head to the side, a bit estranged by that behavior, but not unhappily so. "Sure." he said, and the kid posed, his arms thrown up in a triumphant pose as his mother that had just found them prepared the camera and snapped the picture. "Thank you Sir, keep it up!" The kid said as he ran off to his mom, waving goodbye at Amaimon, who was left wondering what the hell did all of that mean. He was around to turn on his heel to keep on walking when a flying piece of paper hit his face. A bit annoyed by this, Amaimon took a hold of it and gave it a read; it was some publicity for the fox's alley, near the Inari Forest. The place was quite far from where he currently was, so he was pretty sure this paper belonged to someone that was traveling around and just lost it; not that he cared anyways; he crunched it and threw it away as a new idea came into his mind.

"Forest of Inari hm?" Amaimon pondered as he rubbed his chin. "They say the food in the fox alley is delicious..."

The King of Earth stood in place for a moment, pondering, deadpan expression as usual, until he decided he'd visit the fox's alley and try something new.

And so he bolted off, jumping at inhumane heights and disappearing through the rooftops of the busy suburb in direction to the promising place.