The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

The day after dawn.

I was walking in the upstairs hallway of the workshop in the morning sun slipping through the window.

The destination is the room where Spica sleeps.

Yesterday, I brought her to the village of Macaino with Lilith's metamorphotic magic, who passed out due to my demonic discipline.

It was midnight when I returned because I was overjoyed in demonic space.

Spica was supposed to change her clothes and put her to sleep in an empty room upstairs.

This four-story workshop was originally built to bring me back to life.

The magic instruction researchers, including Lilith, said they lived in private rooms on the second to fourth floors and were even dawning into research.

By the way, I got a room on the top floor.

Until we expand the territory of the Demon Realm, this is my Castle of Demons.

All right, here we are.

-Concon.

Spica, we're coming in.

I opened the door with the knock.

What indoors, there is no demonic luck that Spica was dressed - etc.

"Ugh, ooh..."

On the contrary, she was being done in bed.

I have a golden forehead on my sweaty forehead.

Wrinkles carved between the eyebrows, what a pain it looks like.

I sat on a bedside chair.

There is no sign of being possessed by the dreamer. It's just a nightmare.

"Let's be hard though..."

Gyu......

Wrap your sweaty Spica hands around each other.

Then, what do you think?

She's been holding my hand back weakly.

The expression is gradually soothing. Eventually he drew sweat and calmed his sleep.

Staring at restful sleeping faces often.

"Ugh..."

Spica started to mozzle. Looks like it's time to wake up.

Slowly open your big eyes,

"... Uncle... are you?

I held this hand and snapped at Munyamunya.

"Too bad. I'm the Demon King."

"Ohh... mah? - Ha!"

"Morning, Spica. How do you feel? Huh!!

Shortly after, a pillow hit my face. Spica threw it at me.

She seems to have guessed the situation. Waving my hand off, I jumped to the corner of the bed.

"Hey, hey...! Give me another weird trick!? It's only morning!

He remembered yesterday's demon guidance rhythm. Bright red from the neck to the top.

Spica hoisted her giggly brow.

"How dare you tell me how soggy you feel! Make me so crazy...... Cohon. Leave me in a funny state! I feel so bad..."

I almost said that, and I think I noticed something.

Spica gets up silently, turns her shoulders and neck on the bed, and takes a deep breath repeatedly.

"So, how do you feel?

Ask again.Spica turned a blind eye.

"Or it feels like my shoulder is loaded... My body is so light... I feel so clear..."

"Well, that's more than anything."

I smiled and activated the magic eye of the hearing.

Spica's [stress] is - one, two.

Yesterday's figure of "over 320" sounds like a lie.

"Let's get to the cafeteria right away. Why don't we exchange Lilith and have some breakfast?"

But she's not coming this way.

He just squirts at me with a bright red face.

"Ah, you! Why are you so calm after all that embarrassing cot on me?!?

"Well, I'm the Demon King."

"That's not the answer!...... ugh!?

Spectacular. He finally turned his mind to his own outfit.

An outfit is - a white shirt naked.

Flirty chest swelling no longer fits in the shirt.

The fabric is stretched out on the patoon patoon and the buttons are going to play now.

"That shirt, by the way, is what I was wearing yesterday"

"Oh, yeah. That's why I dreamed of the prince... not you! It's humiliating that I slept feeling your smell! I'm gonna take it off, so turn around! Turn around!

I was pushed gougy with both hands and I had no choice but to turn to the other side.

Shiru, Shiru... and I hear clothes rubbing behind my back.

The silver armor and costume that Spica wore, Lilith returned to her bedside last night.

The underwear that was so wet that Shizukuishi dripped was, of course, washed.

"Hey, Juno. I... became a demon clan?

Softly, Spica snaps.

Juno, huh? Sort of. It's a spicy way to call it.

"I don't know. Your magic meridian has been rewritten to Demonic specs. From the princess to the devil clan, you can stay in a sunny mood because you have been freed from all temptations."

"…… yes"

"All of a sudden he fell into the devil clan. There will also be confusion. But..."

The sound of the change of clothes stopped.

I look back and smile.

"It's breakfast for now. Let's talk more about it."

Conscious of the prince and respectfully reaching out, Spica's blush darkened.

I thought my fists would fly this time.

"Huh... I'm going.... It's true that my heart is light."

Unsurprisingly, Spica has been holding my hand with ease.

Clear and clear silver armor. Hilarious short skirt.

Its noble beauty goes without saying.

Plus Long's blonde hair glitters gorgeously in the wake of the morning sun -.

Meet Lilith in the dining room and the three of us started eating.

The dining room is full of girls' bickering.

I hear Lilith's boys, the Magic Instructor girls, are going to be my maids. When I'm not around, do you study witchcraft and props, and strive to develop them?

So, Speaking of Spica...

Eventually, he drank four cups of beef soup, ate eight slices of roasted chicken in Paris, and flattened seven loaves of bread with plenty of butter.

To celebrate my resurrection, they say the breakfast is lavish today.

After finishing his meal, Spica is hungry with Nico's face.

"Ha ha. I thought the meal was so delicious, it could be the first time I've ever been born."

Lilith faces face to face.

"Oh, that's why you said it. Demonic life is so much fun, isn't it?

"... right. Not bad...... maybe. Well, I'm not a Demon, but it's a good thing the rice tastes good."

Spica, who can't accept the fact that she became a Demon, stared at me.

My belly is filled and I seem to be able to afford to tell a 'detailed story'.

"My people...... what happened to everyone in the Royal Knights?

Lilith answers this.

"By order of Lilith's men, those children forcibly transferred to the king's capital. I've erased my memories, and I've forgotten I've sensed the magic of the Demon King."

"You didn't kill him, did you?

"There's no reason to kill you, either. Oh, no, you were so worried about the expectations from everyone, weren't you?

"Well, that's true. We've been together ever since we realized..."

He cut his gaze from Lilith, who niggles, and stared at me with a scared look on Spica's face.

"Juno. In the first place, why did you give me the exorcism tune?

"Well - of course on the experimental bench of the art of defeating the goddess... muggle"

Block Lilith's mouth. Indeed, that is one of the reasons.

But the biggest reason I broke into the magic tune...

"- Because you seemed so spicy."

Spica opens her eyes.

"Heavy pressure from the perimeter. Irresponsible expectations. Responsibility as a princess. It was obvious from the edge that you felt a tremendous strain on your heart."

"... is that why you tried to help me?

"Huh, I'm the Demon King. I don't do things like saints. Too much pressure, you had your face crooked every once in a while. Then isn't the beauty ruined? That's why I wanted to corrupt you into a demon clan so that you could live in peace as my servant."

"The Demon King loved Spica."

"Exactly. I wanted you."

Oh, Spica's blushing again.

She slammed her desk in the van, wondering if she had a puffy tremor looking down.

"So you are! Why do you keep putting such embarrassment in your mouth like 'beauty' or 'I want'!

…… Well, I'm the Demon King. "

It was meant to be a cool decision serif, but.

"... Hmm. Well, fine. That's what I'll leave you with.... I'll be here for a while. After that... I don't know."

Put the words away, and Spica turned to pussy.

It probably has nothing to do with that loose mouth and my cheeks twitching and hot.

Then Lilith showed me the village of Macaino.

When I leave the workshop, a cool breeze blows up. The humidity is low and pleasant.

I felt it yesterday, but I guess the climate in this village suits my flesh.

"This village... is on the periphery of the Kingdom of Saint Artemis, isn't it?

Spica as she jolts around.

Lilith at the head looks back.

"Right ~ ♪ Well, it's called a country village. And the size and the size of the population are big."

Among the villages where green grass thrives are dotted two-story, three-story private houses (masonry). Robust livestock huts are also set. In the course of 300 years, they also made advances in building technology.

"The main industry is dairy farming. We've been doing business with the villages and cities of the human race, and we've come to this day in detail."

"Human race, hey..."

Spica is definitely kicking around.

A lot of villagers have been watching us for a long time. I guess she cares about that.

"Lilith. The village here, I mean, it's demonic territory, right?

"Yeah, I don't know. The villagers are Mi-na demons. There's not a single human race."

"So it's pseudo-magic.... awesome accuracy. The way the villagers look and react is exactly the same as humans."

That's right.

Spica is right, the villagers look like humans themselves.

Of course, if you use the magic eye of the hearing, you will know that it is a demon race.

Lilith scratches her cheek and explains it well.

"Well, we all desperately mastered pseudo-magic to escape the remnant hunt by the goddesses. Now you can simulate as naturally as you breathe!

"Hmm. With pseudo-magic, we'll be able to make smooth deals with the human race"

and then.

I had an eye for a family.

Think about it, you haven't greeted Kittin since he was resurrected.

"I won't suffer. Come here."

I sent my gaze to them and gave them a call.

"Demon King!

"Juno!

Then the forgiving family rushed over here.

They are not the only ones. The villagers who've been watching us have been pushing at us. I instantly had a crowd.

"Good job, Demon King. You're safe!

"What a powerful figure you are!

"Oh, isn't that a dream!

He is delighted with my resurrection and glowing his eyes.

In the meantime, I coughed up with Cohon.

"This time, Juno the Demon King made his resurrection thus. Lilith, the head of the magic guide researcher, has done a great deal for this."

Look over the villagers.

"- I hear that in the 300 years leading up to the resurrection, everyone continued to supply Lilith's workshop with magic....... thanks. Thanks to everyone, I was brought back to life. From now on, let's live together. My precious family!

The words immediately received a loud applause.

"Demon King Banzai!

"Ugg, higg...... Master Juno!

"Demon King Ah!

Leaning on those who weep, he responds to the handshakes and embraces of those who gather.

The demon world is still good. Family is... how honorable.

Saying goodbye to the villagers and stepping on the blue grass again,

"You're a popular person."

Spica snapped a potpourri. I have a distant eye somewhere.

"If we respect and trust each other, the hearts of our people will not be burdened. It sounds so gentle on my chest, like right now."

……

Spica breathed.

Interests, expectations, hopes.

I guess she had something to think of that was weighing them down.

"If so..."

Slightly crushed, Spica stopped. I'm gonna look up at my face.

Those eyes are serious.

He dyes his cheeks and ears red and clogs his voice like he chooses words.

"Then... you think it's important for me to be a Demon like my family? Well, then, I...!

"No!?

I shouted out unexpectedly.

I've blocked Spica's words, but not the other way around!

After staring at her for a while, the demonic eye of the hearing activated.

Noteworthy is the [occupation].

There was a new item added!

Spica von Spiegelberg.

[Occupation] Princess, Magic Swordsman.

And the third.

- Confession magician.

"I was born a princess, raised by the ladies, not my parents... I really admired my warm family....... so, so?

I held Spica's hand forcefully.

"Hin! Um, but my heart's ready...!

"Spica, please. Me and you, the more comfortable we got, the stronger our relationship became!

"............ ha?

The expression on Spica's face, which was stunning, turns to look at the worm Kera.

"Let's exchange. There you go!

"Already...... silly - Shh!!

Spica's fury echoed in the sky of the village of Macaino.

Take Spica and Lilith and come back to my room.

A spica I've been punskating for a while, but my anger seems to be slowing down.

Look around my room intriguing,

"This is the man's room... oh, the smell..."

He is dyeing his cheeks and sung his nose.

My room is the same size as the living rooms of the magic instruction researchers.

A desk in a bed for one, and a tance.

It's narrow and simple to make, but just the right size for this flesh.

Then Lilith butted me.

"Well, demon king, please tell me about the confessional magician."

"Uhm."

A confessional magician literally means a user of 'confessional magic'.

It's a new magic system that I knitted while I was sealed in the sacred space.

The key to awakening as a user is the discipline of exorcism.

By rewriting the magic meridian, you can plant your qualities as a confessional magician.

Confession...

That is, confession of sin.

The exposure of obnoxious matters in one's heart becomes a chant as it is.

Inevitably, it takes time to activate. But the power is immense. Until the confession of sin is over, I will be the avant-garde, and I will buy time by immense defense.

"Even though I'm the Demon King, I'm in a dangerous avant-garde..."

That much to explain, Spica unexpectedly leaked her voice,

"I, I call that confessional magic... can you use it?

I'm going to look at you like I'm asking.

"Absolutely. If you get this power completely... right. We'll even be able to reform this corrupt modernity in its entirety"

"Huh! I also have a reform..."

Spica raised her eyebrows piquely.

But I'm still letting my gaze swim like I'm cruising.

"So, but in order to be strong as a confessional magician, oh, with you... eh?

"Absolutely. The magic of confession is closely related to the discipline of magic. The more pleasant you feel with me, the more powerful you become as a confessional magician."

"Isn't it super - great value to be strong enough! Good for you, Mr. Spica. Aren't you glad?

Spica pulled Lilith's cheek with both hands as she shook her pull.

"Don't talk by the devil's standards! I am a clean princess!

"Muggy! All of them are spikahi-san, I feel bad... do you like them?

"Oh, I like all the girls! If they touch me like that, no one...!

"It feels good. No, it doesn't. Do you want me to pour some love into the Demon King?

…… Love... "

Looks like Lilith's killing complaint worked.

Spica shouts up to reopen.

"Oh, I've got it! I will! You have no choice but to be strong!!

So he dropped his voice all at once and stared up at me.

"... and instead, you have to be nice... because you don't forgive me, do you?