I walked, embarrassed by the stares, a different phenomenon from the curious looks and buzzing when I went here alone.
Probably it was thanks to being guided by the route that we had arrived at the clothing store in no time.
We rang the doorbell and entered the store together.
The relief on the faces of everyone in the city as we entered the store and the hopelessness of the customers and the shopkeeper were heaven and hell itself.
Under the clear skies.
Azel and I finally pushed through our date with just the two of us in Svenmarina, a city by the sea.
It was just two days ago when I had become aware of and confessed my feelings to him, and we embraced each other. Now, we were on our first date.
After that, I refused to wear a pareo, a bikini, and shorts with a five-centimeter inseam, over and over again. I couldn’t decide on an outfit at all.
But it was when I was utterly exhausted that Ulysse shouted at me.
“You said you’d have to get dressed first, but the Demon Lord has been restlessly waiting for you all day at the entrance hall! Don’t you want him to think you’re so cool for being quick and decisive?!”
With that, I instantly got fired up and aggressively went through the pile of clothes. …I wanted him to think I was cool too.
The bow tie hit me with Ulysse glancing at me over his shoulders, dumbfounded, as he hung some clothes on his arm.
I secretly hid the bow tie in the shadows of the clothes. I definitely didn’t want to wear that thing.
But, just what did he mean by high marital duties? Was that something I had?
Azel and I had just become lovers, and we weren’t married yet…
“Ulysse… This is… embarrassing… I-If Azel sees me like this, I’ll…”
“Nevermind that, just get your hands off…! Unless it’s for my atonement, I don’t want to see your filthy body either. You idiot…!”
Volume 3 – The Hero, the Fake Hero, and the Benefactor Hero
I woke up to the soft radiance of the sun and saw that it was morning, just as I had expected.
Then, I got up.
I always found it easy to get out of bed as soon as I wake up, so I never felt sleepy in the mornings. Whenever I was sleepy at night, though, I always felt sluggish.
—Aah, I’m dead.
I laid my skin against Shal’s, and my heart, which had been racing even before that, pulsated more than it ever had in my entire life.
For some reason, I was convinced for a moment that I was going to die now.
It was so hot that I thought my entire body was burning.
My insides were already starting to remember Azel’s shape as he penetrated my back again and again and ravaged me.
The inner walls linked to my mind kept saying that they liked it and only wanted this.
It was as if my body had been remade into such a being, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
If so, that would be really great, wouldn’t it?
—He pushed up to about my stomach and stopped moving.
He gently bit me on the nape as if to soothe me many times over while rubbing my secreting erection in between his hand and the sheets.
Then, he took his time, and I finally took in everything.
“I’ve always wondered about this. It’s hard to tell without looking at it closely, but you’ve got a lot of scars.”
“That’s because I, hnn…! I couldn’t use… restorative magic, so… with only potions… H-Ha…!”
Azel had apparently found a number of scars that were barely visible, and nodded curiously at my broken response, saying, “Humans need recovery potions, huh…”
It seemed that they didn’t have potions in the demon realm. If you had an injury that couldn’t recover on its own, then there was no helping it since potions could not heal up to that degree.