The Seventh Demon Prince Zilbagias: Chronicles of a Nation-Breaking Demon King

Chapter 112




Chapter 112: Hinata and Hikari

――Orphen left, looking somewhat dazed.

I remained seated on the bench, watching his back as he went.

It seemed that as the Dark Dragon, he had been hoping for Leila to lead a miserable life under my guidance.

However, it appeared that the fact Leila and I had such a good relationship was completely beyond his expectations… Sorry, but I might care for her even more than for myself!!

“Hehe…”

Leila chuckled softly, her head resting on my shoulder.

When she suddenly burst into giggles, I was a bit startled. I had been worried that Orphen might have frightened her…

Turning to look at Leila, her clear golden eyes met mine, and I could sense no trace of the timidity she once had.

‘Looks like she’s gained a lot of confidence.’

Right?

She was so different from when she first came to me. If she’s finally shaken off her trauma, then that’s what matters most…

“Kuuhn…”

Liliana, who had been hiding in the grass, peeked out. It seemed she had been frightened by Orphen and went into hiding.

She trotted over to my side, jumped onto the bench, and flopped down. But with a stone bench, it looked like it would be uncomfortable…

“Now that the troublemaker is gone,”

I suddenly stood up and lifted Liliana up.

“I think I’ll go back to my childhood and lie down too.”

Right in the middle of the courtyard.

‘A five-year-old saying something silly.’

I don’t know hard things.

On the grass, I sprawled out. Ah, even in late autumn, the sun is warm. I’m really glad I’m of a race that enjoys sunlight.

Liliana, also lying down, rested her chin on my stomach, looking pleased. She quickly began to snore softly. Forest Elves love the sun too.

Leila also sat down close to me.

“Please, allow me to use your lap, dear♪”

Brushing the skirt of her maid outfit, Leila smiled shyly.

“O-Oh… thank you.”

I hesitated for a moment, but turning her down felt rude, so I fidgeted a little.

I gently rested my head on Leila’s lap. The soft firmness of her thighs and the warmth of her skin left me feeling pleasantly ticklish.

What a wonderful pillow…

Damn, if only I didn’t have horns… I want to lie on my side and enjoy this…!

I could transform, but weakening myself in a place like this is way too risky…!

…I wonder if I could indulge in that when we get back to my room?

“How’s this?”

“So good.”

When I answered, my vocabulary seemingly depleted, Leila replied with a shy, “Ehehe…” and her hand gently ran through my hair.

“Next time, I’ll be the one to pamper you.”

Oh… since I’m usually the one doing it, this feels refreshing…

Leila’s delicate fingers gently massaged my scalp. Being pampered by someone else feels this good… No wonder everyone gets hooked…

Not too bright, yet warm sunlight. The perfect lap pillow and a head massage…

Could paradise really exist on earth…?

“Hehehe…”

With a gaze filled with deep affection, Leila smiled.

“…”

Looking at that pure smile, a sudden wave of guilt washed over me.

“I’m sorry. I acted a bit rough earlier.”

“Eh? Rough… you mean?”

Leila tilted her head, stopping her hand.

“Yeah… like when I pulled your face or something.”

Or when I kissed her forcefully.

I thought that expressing our closeness in such obvious ways would serve as a ‘warding charm’ against the Dark Dragons.

No matter how twisted my sadistic tendencies might be toward Leila, they shouldn’t easily lay their hands on my favorite.

After all, Leila was originally offered up to me to please me. If they disliked her treatment and harassed her to ruin my mood, that would defeat the purpose entirely.

And since the Demon Race is a barbaric one, if they messed up in love matters, who knows what they might do? They’d certainly be more cautious…

“Ah… is that what you meant?”

Leila seemed to have caught onto my idea of “being rough,” and she looked slightly upset.

“That’s terrible. You surprised me.”

“…I apologize.”

Even though I had the intent to protect Leila, what I did was still on my own. If someone suddenly acted like that, they would naturally feel uncomfortable—

“—So,”

Suddenly, Leila’s hands cupped my cheeks.

In my view, Leila’s face filled with a smile…

Then softly—

A gentle feeling pressed against my forehead.

“…This is revenge.”

Leila, having taken her lips away, tried to say something with a serious face but failed, instead breaking into a awkward smile and turning red as her gaze drifted away.

“…!”

It felt like magic had been cast on my forehead, and I could feel my whole body heating up… and Leila’s lap felt hot too!

W-What should I do now?!

How should I react?! Antendeixis! Help me!

‘I wouldn’t know about that—!!’

Ugh! Stop writhing inside me—!

――CRACK!

Suddenly, an inappropriate sound broke the tense atmosphere.

“…?”

With a puzzled face, Leila raised her head, her body tensing up.

“What was that…?”

I also slightly sat up and traced Leila’s gaze—

“…Ah.”

I locked eyes with those glass-like orbs.

“Zeal-kun♪”

From the sunlight that shone down on us, a figure moved away.

Peering from the shadow of the colonnade with an artificial smile was—

“Ahaha. I came back early♪”

――The Undead King, Enma, who had his fingers embedded in a stone pillar.


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