Kuro no Maou

"Simon."

Your brother is calling for me.

If you open your eyes, what's there is a sharp, cold look. But there was a face of my best friend who understood me better than anyone. Pretty close, I mean, close body too.

Apparently, I'm being held up.

At the edge of his vision, he shows a hard stone wall. This dim and cramped space is the northern defensive tower of the ancient castle of Ischia, which I have been cutting off for the past few days.

It's just me and your brother indoors. I can't see anywhere the students I was guarding the tower with.

Prototyped rifles and 'yatta glass' roll right aside. Both, maybe, don't have bullets in them. I feel that way.

I've been fighting guns in my hands. That bearded iron door must have been broken by the oak knocking on the gun.

Yeah, but your brother's here to help, so I don't have to fight anymore.

"Simon......"

The face of your brother, with a serious expression, approached me as it was...

"Huh!?

Something was kissing me when I realized. in natural behavior like lovers.

"- Pfft! Nah, what the fuck!?

Release your lips in panic. Push the successful breastplate wrapped in the devil's black coat with my slender arms and manage to leave.

"What, you're kissing me?"

The look of suspicion as you seriously take it for granted what you're asking.

"No, 'cause why are you kissing me!? That's crazy!

"You must be the one who made me care."

A sharp black and red gaze shooting straight through me with a demonic smile. Wow, something sucks. I'm a little thrilled. My head sucks, too.

"It was my first kiss. I never thought I'd get such a passionate deep kiss."

Ah...... Oh, you say I'm not!? I'm not, but I'm not!

I did put my tongue in it from me...... I don't feel like it, but it was only because I was going crazy with Mordura's ecstasy ingredients - I mean, I wouldn't be in a kiss, bro!

My first kiss would be my sister Leah if I were to count such an artificial respiratory medical practice. Because I don't know how many times I've been trained as a child who was harsh and completely unworn.

So, you know, it's kind of like an accident that made me feel a little bit arrogant.

"Uh... I'm, uh... different..."

Even if the logic of denial is glued around in your head, all that comes out of your mouth is that awkward dialogue.

"It doesn't matter if you're not. I mean it now, give it up, Simon."

"Oh, no, lie... because between men..."

Once again, my body just hardens without the skill of becoming a brother.

I slipped away from my gaze in such embarrassment - before that, I saw the light.

Its pale green beautiful light is leaking through a bearded iron door. A small figure glances through the gap opened by the oak. Yeah, that guy, he's peeking over here, through the door.

By the time I realized, I already had eyes. Filled with murderous intent, vain emerald green eyes and.

"Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

"- No!?

I was having some hell of a nightmare. and Simon jumped out of bed instantly understood.

"Ha... I thought you exaggerated serenity, but I guess, you're tired..."

Simon is now tranquilized in the mansion of his sister-in-law, Emelia Friedrich Baldier. It's the same situation as when Alsace's battle ended and he arrived back at Sparta.

However, at that time and now, Simon's mental state is very different. Was this also an achievement that was made successful after a tough battle, and Simon was quite well now?

The memory of the attack on Mordura remains, albeit blurred. I was drunk with natural ecstasy ingredients, so my consciousness was cloudy at the time, like a drunken state, but still didn't result in beautiful sappy amnesia.

Rifles sinking into mucus, entangling tentacles, sweet smells - fragmented memory information just arouses disgust, but so heartbreaking that Simon wasn't weak.

"Yeah, but if you don't get back soon, your brother will worry too... oh, my brother..."

However, just for the memory of Chrono giving me a detoxification potion with a mouth transfer, just a reminder, it's hard. In many ways.

"Ugh, wow... I knew I was going to suck at that time..."

Sink yourself in bed again, gobbling and soaking Simon.

King size, which is about twice as many beds as we use in dorms, boasts an area that can be fully rolled. The mats laid at last are also super luxury items for the four most noble Baldiers. This soft elasticity gently envelops the stuffy simon.

"So, but you're okay, you don't think your brother's, like, a first kiss or something. 'Cause I'm an adventurer, and that's what happens all the time. Shit!

First aid techniques, such as mouth transfer of potions, are widespread in both adventurers and knights for artificial breathing when drowned. Some seminaries teach these as basic skills. Most importantly, since it is the puppet opponents who do it in class and training, those who have done it in action will not, unless they are also veteran adventurers.

"... ha"

You finally calmed down, took a big sigh, and then Simon snuggled out of the huge bed.

Sleeping sweats are terrible and disgusting because I had nightmares. I feel damp down to my underwear, so it's pretty good.

I know what I'm doing. Fish the closet and find a proper change of clothes. Not only after the Battle of Alsace, Simon was sometimes placed under house arrest at this sister's mansion on something. It was decided to stay in this room every time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Simon's own room is already there.

Naturally, all the clothes in the closet are for Simon. Never contains bespoke oversized chest underwear (bra) like your sister would wear.

In so doing, prepare simple underwear with practical emphasis that the knight deserves to wear and a noble boy style costume that is not subtly Simon's hobby. Underwear is fine, but there won't be many suspenders on this white shirt shorts, Simon thinks, but this is the best design, so I can't help it. I'm absolutely sorry about the frilled costumes.

To the sickness of a sleeping roll that is surprisingly wet, take it off to your underwear first, get naked and wipe your sweat. I want to go back to my dorm even today, cleaning myself up with a clean towel that I always have - what a blur it was then.

"Simon, are you awake? We're going in."

The voice heard at the same time as the sound of Knock is undoubtedly that of my sister, Emelia.

"What!? Hey, now wait, Leah..."

How can you open the door while knocking on your sister? If you don't listen to my reply, there's no point in knocking in the first place, and there's nothing I can do about it. Stupidity just ran around my brain, and Simon couldn't stop his sister from breaking in.

At least as resistance, I hid the front only with a towel.

"Hmm, were you awake already? Even if I'm still asleep today..."

"I'm getting dressed right now, so don't go in there. Whoa!

Simon, an unreliable paper-armed piece of towel, fronts and makes a protest scream.

"What are you shy of?

"You're embarrassed because you're naked!

"You've seen it since we were kids like that, each other"

"I'm an adult now!

It's just a supremely serious objection, but in the end Zunzun and Emelia get close to Simon just saying, "Don't worry about details or anything. It's the end I expected from the beginning, but naked is not cheap enough to be accepted with one sigh of it.

"You're sweating terribly, I'll wipe you"

"Eh, that's okay."

Again, the resistance is vain, and the towel lightly is in Emelia's hands. Yes, the only line of request to cover Simon's groin has been taken away.

"Ugh..."

Are you doing this deliberately to Simon, who looks defenseless and extremely naked, Emelia turns forward.

The schematic of a beautiful woman dressed in red-decorated Spartan army officer clothing on a black ground on a naked beautiful boy who shows a disgraceful look, from the side.

Even if it looks like the first female general who bought a male whore is going to enjoy it, she won't look like a sister who will wipe her sleeping sweat for her pretty little brother.

But right now, no one needs to be blinded. Even if there was, the servant of this mansion. When the Lord Emelia speaks of black, white can also be turned into black.

"... into a nightmare, but have you done it?

"Well, nothing... I'm fine"

As a result, Emelia is no different than burning to take care of her brother. Did Simon give up, too, being his sister, but leaving his whole body to himself?

"You know, Sister Leah."

Emelia gracefully responds with a "what the hell" as she carefully wipes Simon's little back.

"I'm fine now. I'm going back to my dorm today."

"You don't have to. At any rate, the seminary will still be closed"

"Yeah, there's something I have to do, so I can't just take a break."

Simon wasn't seriously injured. Rather, it may be said to be physically intact. It's a fine condition to attend today's medal awards ceremony and victory party at the Royal Castle of Sparda.

"No, but-"

You should know that, but to my sinister sister's reply, Simon said, smiling a little, really little.

"Something's gotten a little sweet, Sister Leah."

"... that's not true"

Simon had guessed that the reason I was sleeping here was because Emelia had taken account of that mental damage when she heard the report that Mordura had attacked me.

Even if not, after returning from Alsace and now, the baking of care is much different. It's all about half-pressed nursing, including being wiped on the back like this, but if you think it's done only by good intentions, you don't even rebel that far.

But the most gratifying change for Simon is that he no longer speaks of his aversion to being an alchemist.

"He admitted a little bit about me, and I thought to myself,

You fought well.

"Hehe, I've never been praised by my sister Leah before."

It is clear what the battle of Ischia was like unlike that of Alsace. It is truly commendable that the students who forced the harsh Battle of the Castle demonstrated the defense of the Spartan Knight Face Loss.

As for Simon, I think Alsace was a far tougher fight, but I can still be confident that Emelia will also acknowledge the achievements of the battle in the ancient castle of Ischia.

"But don't be too impotent. If you're a Spartan, you have a mission to fulfill even if you die, but you're still a student. Think of surviving first."

"Ugh, yeah......"

I wondered if you knew the circumstances in which you were in a pinch, but Simon didn't ask. Keep your mouth shut and only be wiped off your back.

The silent hour passed for a while, and Simon's body was cleansed. Taking my sister's gaze, I finished my shittiness and dressing, and finally calmed my mind and body.

"By the way, sister Leah, what can I do for you?

As an adult, this boy costume was really embarrassing, and he asked why his sister had forced herself into it, Bjong-byeong the suspender with a grieving face just like that.

"Oh, it's a delivery for you"

Well, while I wonder what it is, I get the package Emelia has in her hand. Given the size and weight, I get the proper idea whether the contents are a single book or not.

"Well, I did give it to you,"

"Oh, yeah, thanks"

After an unscrupulous handover, Emelia flips a black military outfit and quickly leaves the room behind. Just before diving through the door, I looked back and opened my mouth as if I remembered.

"Go back to the dorm tomorrow. Take care and take your day off. That's good."

That's all I left to say, Emelia left.

Simon wonders a little bit about the usual high-pressure stuff, but he doesn't really feel the kindness to touch himself there.

Speaking of which, I think I said something oddly understandable - something that would have changed my mind, even just before I went to an outdoor exercise? Though I'll take a look, there's no way I can tell what happened to my sister when I was separated.

As a welcome change, Simon just unwrapped herself, jokingly holding the hopeful observation half-seriously, hoping that she wouldn't keep her mouth shut if possible.

And at the next moment I'm out of line. At the same time, my spine froze.

"Thought Control Device (Ensel Ring) …"

The contents are a nightmare brainwashing magic device (magic item) that Lily showed herself one day.

I just don't have a problem with that. No, it's dangerous enough that Sparda's gendarmerie (Loguardian) could be arrested as illegal if they found out about this feature, but I'll leave it now.

Simon has already broken it down and investigated every inch of the way. After Lily, I am proud to say that I am familiar with this ring.

The problem is the letter accompanying this ring. The text spelled out in rounded and adorable characters specific to the girl was, however, content that instantly scared Simon away.

"I've mastered the art of manipulating the human brain. Now we can finally get into the development of mass production- '

More eloquently than anything else, that sentence tells of Lily's success at last at the end of repeated human experiments.

Truth is, Simon was half-hearted that Lily would be able to use this ring.

I'm never insulting Lily. Only then, the structure of this ring was complex and strange, and even seminary professors and royal magicians decided that it would not be possible in at least a month or so short a period of time to decipher this and show off their original abilities.

But apparently the Pandora gods have given Lily the worst talent.

'In mass production, I wrote the blueprints roughly for now. Having read this, I'd like to hear your opinion-'

The letter and several documents that were in the set did contain a large number of blueprints for the improved ring.

Lily seems to have completely memorized the survey material for the ring she sent before, and even for one part, there were many parts that were described under the assumption of Simon's prediction. And with very polite descriptions, such as newly discovered features and corrections to areas where Simon's predictions were incorrect, that he actually used.

Simon, who reads this, will be slapped down by further despair.

"So, I can... Maybe I can make this..."

Lily's blueprint was almost perfect. The structure, of course, was in the calculation to the cost of manufacturing the parts and was even taken into account so as not to use luxury materials such as Holy Silver (Mithril) as much as possible.

Given the strength of the Element Master as an adventurer and the income he will be earning, mass production would also appear to be sufficiently feasible.

That's why Simon is distressed.

If we really mass-produce this...

"It's a nightmare... but I..."

As one alchemist, I want to make it. To make it, it's a terribly attractive piece of magic. This' thought control device (Enseling) '- No, the newly named' Brain Ruling Device (Fairy Ring) 'as Lily improves.