Merle, the fierce demon king, was not awake.

I know I was tired that day and would sleep long, but the next day Merle never woke up.

"Demon King, what is it?

Sacubas gradually became anxious at Merle, who spoke several times but still had no reaction.

"Light Magic Nyol Extremely No Fatigue Darrow. Sleva wakes up for a few days Masdarow. Death Ndawake Dehanai"

"Really... but I, worried and worried"

"Sous Unona Laba Fruit Demo Food Waseteyale. Recovery Ga Early Mal"

Timely, once out slime appeared to the bedroom with forbidden fruit full of cages.

"Demon King! I'm home now! I got a bunch of fruit from a man named Mayor of Pecona, so I brought it!

"Great timing!

Pecona is the first town Merle visited. In gratitude for helping its inhabitants, the inhabitants now open orchards, growing and supplying forbidden fruit.

Slime, who met the mayor who had accidentally visited the capital, came to deliver the fruit he had deposited with Merle.

"Demon King, are you still awake?

"Really... but if you eat fruit, you'll recover a little faster."

"I see! Then slime, I'll have more fruit! Wait!

Placing all the fruit in the cage on the bed, Slime swung the empty cage lavishly, leaving again outside.

When I took one of the fruits, I carefully peeled it with a knife, and when I cut it into eight equal pieces, I picked one and carried it to Merle's mouth.

There is no reaction when I try pressing it gently against my lips.

"How can I... could you eat... yes, if I slip it down, would it be easy to eat?

When I hurried to bring the dishes and shredders from the cooking area, I carefully scraped down the cut fruits one by one.

Fine so as not to be coarse, so as to have more juice for easy passage through your throat.

Slipping it down full of plates, it is transported to Merle's mouth with a spoon.

But still, the juice just conveys the mouth, which may be slightly into the oral cavity, but this doesn't seem to speed up recovery.

"If so..."

Including the shredded fruit juice in his mouth, Sacubas brought his face closer to Merle.

This is to restore the Demon King. Because I have no choice but to recover.

I layered my lips as I said that in my chest.

Send fruit juice from the mouth of Sacubas to the mouth of Merle. Merle swallowed the fruit juice unconsciously carried into his mouth.

"Yay. This one."

Reinforce your lips with fruit juice in your mouth again.

This is to make you recover, because it's to make you recover.

The more I told you, the louder Sacubas' chest sounded.

Lips overlapping by reason. The soft feel transmitted to the superimposed lips, the taste of Merle, not the sweetness of fruit juice.

By repeating himself, Sacubas had instinctively roughened his breathing.

"Demon King..."

Succubus instincts nod as he overlays his lips.

With his voice absurd, Sacubas glances at Merle's body with his hands as he moves the fruit juice.

No. Now the beast strikes on weakness.

Don't lose your instincts now, you have to serve to restore the Demon King.

Sacubas tells himself in his chest, not to anyone.

I told him I wouldn't attack him anymore, and I swore I wouldn't.

But my instincts are nagging and unstoppable. The more you hide your desire to conceal the Merle child in front of you as a horny demon, the more you will be rampant.

"Demon King... I... I..."

A mouth without fruit juice took Merle's lips. Desperately entangling his own tongue in Merle's immobile tongue, he is pulling a thread when he releases his mouth.

"Saku... bus...?

Merle opened her eyes because of her tongue.

Sacubas, which was shaped like a covered covering, was bloody distracted when he saw Merle awake.

The guilt of finding out what was attacking him, the regret is atrophying Sacubas's instincts with one blow.

"Oh, I'm sorry!

Upon leaving the bed, Sacubus ran to the door to get out of the bedroom as soon as possible.

"Wait."

It was Merle who stopped Sacubus from leaving.

I noticed the sweetness in my mouth when I wiped my mouth with my hands.