"Yo death-sensei, can I get some permissions for a friend of mine?" Death-sensei groans out in obvious displeasure
"What is it this time Apprentice Mori?" Big Dick Death himself asks against his better judgement
"My cute kouhai got herself a cute mortal bf and want's to spend forever with him, it's hella romantic stuff." The overworld had been a ruinous experience for one who had shown such promise.
"We cannot permit such a thing. The cycle must be preserved." Death couldn't believe he had to explain this to her
"Hey come on D-chad, don't I do enough for you? I do hella amount of sponsorships and even hide my souls content behind membership tiers. Can't you let me get away with this once?" Death just rubbed his cranium in frustration.
"Fine, I'll try to consult upper management, but first you need to do another sponsorship, Slayer Steaks need to advertise some more underworld beef, try not to doxx yourself this time." Death has given up at this point.
"Thanks D-chad you're the best." Death just grumbles.