Satoru remembered the woman of the beast man, who had been frightened, albeit slightly between.

Then the Book of the Devil sends a precaution to Satoru.

'What's the matter, Satoru? Not that I regret it, is it?

(... That's not true. I don't regret it)

'Hmm, that's quite natural. Anyway, I must have confirmed that then. Can we just keep it that way? and'

What does Satoru mean by that word? and puts a question mark to mind.

"I don't know. You're not the Lord. Leaving a young beastly woman alone in a place like that, there's no way you can just do it. It's better if the demons didn't eat you to death."

There was no room to deny the answer of the Book of Demons.

Even though it is a country where discrimination against beasts is evident.

There's no way a young girl like that can live alone in a country like that.

If you think about it, maybe it's just better if you're still a slave.

"... what happens to the woman that she was sold off as that slave?

"Yeah? You mean the Beast Woman? You care about strange things, don't you, Doctor? Well, yeah. They're bothering to buy something that's forbidden at all costs. Naturally, my hobbies aren't decent either. It's not even a substitute for being on the table in the first place. Naturally, the slaves purchased are trapped in the basement - and they do all sorts of things with their hands to satisfy their emotions. Well, if you have five days, you're superior. But it breaks in about three days. Especially since it's delicious as a business."

I understood the meaning of it and for a moment I saw myself and the daughter of the Beast Man overlapping.

I even thought it would be better to be eaten by demons yet, if that were so obvious to me.

But still, Satoru can't stop.

No, rather, that's why I can't stop anymore.

And Satoru didn't help that young girl then, he abandoned her.

And now I regret it.

By the way, Doctor, I need to talk to you about one thing.

When Satoru was immersed in one thought, he offered something from his head again.

And Satoru raised his face.

"What? Like I said, I'm not willing to cooperate with you guys any more, am I?

"No, I'm not talking about slighting the teacher's hand. Actually, it's about those three women..."

I can naturally guess Satoru if I hear of the three women.

But for now, I stayed silent and waited for them to come out.

"I'm dealing with that, why don't you leave it to us?

"I'll take care of it?

Even as he badly comes out, he answers his head with an unexpected frown.

"Heh. As I said now, many people have quite a good hobby for buyers in the Kingdom of Bahr. The teacher wants revenge on those women. The buyer I'm dealing with is torturing and shaking every woman I've enslaved. I was wondering if it would make your teacher feel better."

"Don't you dare talk about my feelings."

Intimidating with a killer, sharp voice like a spear.

Then instantly my head shut its mouth.

"... my revenge doesn't make sense unless I put a piece on it with my own hands. That's why Todome told me I'd stab him. And I never thought I'd say that again. If you're willing to renege on your promise to me..."

"Ma, wait! I know, I know! It's just a suggestion. Please put your sword away, calmly and calmly..."

That's what my head told me, and Satoru put away the sword he was about to pull out and put it back into shape.

But I won't forget to be careful.

"Ugh, let's settle down a little anyway. You'd be tired of standing up, wouldn't you, Doctor? Look, my men are making tea."

When I saw it, one of my men did bring the tea I put in the cup.

It is a luxurious cup that does not fit into this cave.

"Hehe, this is what those women were carrying. I also used leaves that seemed quite expensive. Pretty good, I think. So have a drink with the teacher. You're gonna blow your fatigue."

My head took one of the cups, and my men have recommended the rest.

Satoru thinks about it, but takes the cup.

And his head sipped, and he urged, go ahead. I'm just saying it's fancy and it has a good color.

When I opened only the mouth of the mask, the scent poked my nostrils.

"I really hope there's a chair on the sprinkled table."

"I don't care if it stays this way"

Saying so, Satoru sips tea with his mouth on the cup as he stands. But...

"Ugh! Ah, ugh..."

Gashan - and smash the cup away from Satoru's hand on the ground, and tip it as he scratches his throat .

From the weight of the armor, or playing a heavy and painful sound that lingered in his ears, Satoru stopped moving in a state of overthrow on the ground.

"Heh! Ha! It worked! It worked!

"You did it, head."

"But it's still one shot if they poison you no matter how strong you are."

My head rejoices. Both sides raise their voices.

"Absolutely, and I didn't expect this to work out. But don't feel bad about it."

That said, his head approached Satoru and looked down at him.

"If you'd been more cooperative, I could have kept you alive a little longer. If not, that means so far. reassuring though. Your grudges will be cleared by us instead."

"You'll clear my grudges the way you do."

I say that to Satoru, whose head crooked his lips, but immediately afterwards he showed a uniform slight face to the words uttered.

"Nah! Stupid!

When I look at Satoru, who rose up, my head falls back. He had a blue face as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's up? Did you really think I could kill you for something like this?

"Ah, ah... that's so poisonous to death just touching your tongue! Yet..."

"... Hmm, you're a bandit. I thought this was gonna happen, but now, naturally, you guys - you're ready to die, aren't you?

To the murderous voice of Satoru, hip! And my head leaked a pitiful voice.

"Wait for me! This is, uh, a joke! I'm kidding, assuming you're okay with this."

There was an excuse. The head, though, in the middle of the word, the head became the head in the true sense.

From his neck down he falls without force, his head rolling down to his gobbling and nearby feet.

Immediately after that, the two screams cling but at that moment the body was up and down separated.

"Hmm, now you're separated from your collaborators."

"... I don't mind. Useful for meals. I don't trust these people."

Returning that to the Book of the Devil, Satoru spat out the doppeljerry he had kept in his mouth.

'But I didn't know there was such a use. But be vigilant. "

"Those people, it would be weirder not to be on guard"

Doppeljerry was a demon capable of transforming into what he had seen once, but Satoru's strength had also risen and he was able to change into what he imagined with Satoru's head.

The same is true of the color contact that changed the color of the eyes using it, but this time it was changed to a shape that just fits in the mouth.

And it could be deduced from Doppeljerry's emotions that the contents were poisonous.

Because Doppeljerry has no effect on poison at all in the first place, Satoru caused the target to reveal his true intentions by pretending to have taken poison.

"Well, for me, it's the real deal from here -"

When Satoru grabs his head, he leaves the scene and walks out under them.

"Higi no! Stop it! Stop it!

"Ugh! Give it up!"

"... Oh, no, I killed him by surprise"

"No, you. Isn't that the unicorn man? Is that okay?

"Huh? Oh, shit. I don't know what my head says."

"I want to, you're the one who can't help it. It's a product, isn't it?

"I'm glad to hear that, but Temé was excited to kill a few people."

Hearing such a conversation, Satoru sighed out in disgust.

Ever since then, the thieves have been passionate about their female counterparts like crazy monkeys.

Besides, some of them were completely out of line, as they said.

I could just make sure those three were okay. Safe, of course, if you only see the part about life.

"You guys, I'm done with the crazy feast"

Even when Satoru came down, the men were so obsessed that they didn't notice at all, but some would notice if they spoke to the boulders.

"Oh, aren't you a teacher"

"What do you mean, it's over? Aren't we still in the future?

"Right. Oh, what, shouldn't the teacher be in?

Is that all these guys have on their heads? Though he thought so, Satoru threw his head at them so that they could see the trouble in explaining it.

A snoring sphere that rolls all over the ground. The boulder bandits also opened their eyes and raised their voices of surprise at exactly what had become their heads.

"Nah!? What the hell... what do you mean, Doctor?!

"As you can see. This man poisoned me. That's why I killed him. Of course, you have to take full responsibility for that."

Pull out the sword and tell it clearly. This was a clear death sentence.

I don't feel like condoning Satoru anymore. No, to be precise, it's an emotion that's close to clearing up.

Even if you're not willing to regret it, the lump is still there.

Revenge is another emotion. Put them in their hands to get rid of it.

"Fuck, you're kidding me!

"This one's overwhelmed by numbers! Kill them all!

The bandits stood up and took their weapons simultaneously. Even in this situation, they kept wearing the minimum equipment they needed.

I guess the sentiment is still working that we don't know when and where we're going to be attacked with ourselves just because we're soaked with bandit operations.

But that has nothing to do with Satoru. The thieves attacked simultaneously, but even changed the flying film of a pre-fitted devil fryer like a sickle, pruning half his neck in one swing.

More Leonard, who had refrained behind him, exercised the magic of thunder, and the thunder gavel ravaged the rest of the bandits.

In the end, the bandits were wiped out while Satoru blinked once or so.

An unpleasant smell could come in from a wreck that had been mutilated, punctured with organs, and blackened by thunder.

But because of that, I can't feel the full sexual smell anymore.

"Hmm, not even Satoru's feet at this level of opponent"

Satoru stands before a princess knight named Kathua, whom the Book of the Devil so commends, but does not respond to it in any particular way.

"Wow, are you going to kill me too?

"... I only need the three of you over there. I don't care about you guys. If you want to run, run on your own. You still have the weapons that the bandits had around there, and you can still get away with it."

That is all Satoru told him, and turned his leg toward the three haters.

But...

'What are you going to do, Satoru?

Somewhere a grumpy mindset echoed Satoru's head.

"Nothing, my purpose is only revenge. I used it for a deal, but after I killed the thief, it doesn't matter to me."

……

The Book of the Devil said nothing more.

Satoru, however, does not particularly care, and stands in the front of the three.

The three were trembling as they tried to lean against each other. Only Nanoka still has the color of temperament in her eyes in this situation.

"What the hell are you going to do with us?

Satoru's mouth angle hung unexpectedly in a strong voice. Yes, I have trouble getting it broken to this extent.

Because vengeance is still to come.

"What do we do? You've decided that, haven't you?

I will meditate once I say that. The work done by these three revives Hell's days in the back of my brain.

There's a cruelty, a hatred, a cruelty lurking within.

"My purpose is revenge."

And I say it all off. I would have been unexpectedly calm myself, but horribly cold.

Just hearing that voice made the two non-Nanoka half cry and shook their shoulders.

"Huh, revenge? I don't know what that means!

But only Nanoka screams at her temper. Though I admit that the other two are afraid of Satoru and maybe I just need to hold on to myself.

"I don't know what that means? Oh, come on. Are you serious? You think this voice doesn't sound familiar?

But Satoru returned to his original voice and asked the three of them again.

"No way -"

Nanoka was the first to react. And he sees that reaction, and the other two open their mouths without hesitation, and he turns his attention to Satoru.

"Apparently you've finally noticed -"

Satoru's mask opens. When I saw that face, the three of them opened their eyes to surprise - spitting out a set line.

"Oh, no, why? Because Satoru must have been sentenced to death."