They said it’d be hard to live in the cage, so I was taken out from it. And today, I was peacefully working out, as had become the usual.
I had my feet anchored on the extravagant decorations sticking out from the wall, doing hanging sit-ups.
The weather in the demon realm was always changing, but there was a clear sky today. It didn’t matter to me since I couldn’t leave the room, but it somehow improved my mood.
A black, string choker hung around my neck.
This choker was a magical tool that I had to wear, completely sealing off my magic, in exchange for being taken out of the cage. My equipment was never returned to me, so currently, I only had approximately the same combat power as an ordinary human.
Naturally, I didn’t enjoy being in pain, so I didn’t dare defy the order to not leave the room and spent my days idling around.
By the way, the toilet and shower were just beyond a door inside the room. I also had meals three times a day. A large, one-eyed bat-like monster would skillfully float the tray of food to me.
It seemed that these bat-like monsters that could only speak in broken language were like the servants in this castle.
I named the bat that was ordered to take care of me, so it would come to me whenever I called it. They were really cute, flapping their wings around and working hard.
Though, I felt a little bad about letting them take care of me even when they were so busy. And since the only other soul that would enter my room was the demon lord, I was becoming a hero who was getting better at playing by himself.
Yes, that’s right. The demon lord who ran off screaming during our first meeting didn’t show up for a week since then.
He finally started to drop by about three days ago. On our second meeting, he gave me his usual murderous glare, and for some reason, he scolded me, “Don’t ever do that to anyone but me. Ever. Because you’re mine, up to the very last drop of your blood!”
I guess he didn’t want his treat to diminish fast. Right, right.
The demon lord would come here to drink my blood, but he’d also talk to me every time.
—Demons are savage, cruel and ruthless; enemies of humankind.
That was I’d been taught, yet surprisingly, my life as livestock was peaceful.
I heard the door open, so I took my feet off the decoration and jumped down onto the fluffy carpet.
Fwump. As I landed on the carpet, I turned towards the door while wiping the sweat off my forehead.
Over there was a familiar man. He glared at me with his usual murderous look, then momentarily approached me.
I thought, is he being careful because I’m a hero? The way he’s approaching me so cautiously makes me feel like a stray cat, and I ended up laughing.
“Don’t do that kind of thing. You look indecent…!”
While I was regulating my breathing and fanning my face with my hand, the demon lord snapped and pointed at me. How, exactly?
If he says that, then the demon lord whose face was much flashier than my plain one, looked more indecent to the ladies. He was an extremely rude demon lord.
“I don’t really get it, but I don’t have anything better to do than work out. It’d be no good if I went out of the room, right? It’s pretty comfortable in here, considering it’s a prison, but… it’s boring. In the first place, is it even alright to have a nice prison like this? It’s not the same as the prisons I know.”
“Uhh, t-this is the demon’s prison. It’s different from the culture of you humans, this is without a doubt the prison of the demon lord’s castle.”
“M-mhm… I see. So, it’s a cultural difference…”
I felt like it wasn’t a good idea to point out the cultural differences between other races that much, so I decided to be convinced by the demon lord’s explanation.
In the kingdom, the prisoners were held in a cold, dark, sturdy, inescapable prison. There were only two plain meals, and the guards were always on the lookout. Somehow, I felt pity for them.
I was in a luxurious room with no restrictions other than magic, and though the room had a barrier where humans couldn’t pass through, three meals were being provided with snacks in between and it even comes with naps, so the prison’s principles were upside down.
The demon lord repeatedly glanced at my dubious face, and as if he wanted to avoid the topic, he said in a straightforward manner, “That doesn’t matter!”
“You call me the ‘Demon Lord’. I think it’s unfair. Even though I call you ‘Shal’…”
“Is that so? Then, I wouldn’t mind if you call me ‘human’. ‘Hero’ is also fine.”
“That’s not what I meant, you fool!”
An ominous aura came out from the demon lord. He was on the verge of transforming to his second form since his eyes flashed for a bit.
“My name is Azelidias Nilegown! I will especially permit you to call me Azel!”
Apparently, he wanted me to call him by his name.
He stamped his own feet and growled; despite being a demon lord, he seemed to have a cute site, though he was hard to understand like a junior high school student.
Well, rather, he was a junior high school student with the potential to conquer the world by force.
And, I thought that the true name of demons was something that had to be kept a secret since it’d be quite a disaster if priests were to do something with it, but…
This blockhead of a demon lord seemed a bit cute, and I ended up chuckling.
“Hauu, ahh, your smile… I’ll get purified… ugh…!”
“Hm? Well then, I’ll take you up on your offer and call you by your name, Azel.”
I told him that I’d call him by his name, and when I did, he covered his mouth with his hand and turned his face away. Then, he trembled again.
“…Should I stop?”
“Wai- no, this is just a seizure, just an attack of a chronic disease, just wait a minute…!”
He seemed to have a seizure. I guess the demon lord also gets sick… Somehow, that made me feel strangely sad.