Realm Wall, Stage Area, Dawn Foothills. Art exhibition, exhibition venue.
The Realm Wall's exhibition hall was now empty, and Pastor and the others had made this place their base. Although the Black Death Spot Demon King himself wasn't interested in these works of art, the white-robed Latine seemed to like them very much. Satisfying the needs of his subordinates was also the responsibility of a qualified demon king. To be precise, there was nothing much for Pastor to do, so he let her be.
"…It's you."
However, she 'coincidentally' ran into a certain fellow here, which made her frown unhappily.
"'Long time no see '…It doesn't seem like such a long time, Spotty Jam.”
"Don't call me by that name."
Using the long sleeves of her gothic loli dress, she waved away the woman with the pink braids 'outstretched hand and distanced herself from the trio. Behind this woman, Proffitt, who looked like a Christmas present wrapped in an exquisite ribbon, was still looking into the distance with a blank expression.
The girl who was addressed as " Master " by her subordinates did not feel unhappy with Peste's attitude. Instead, she seemed to be very happy and smiled.
"What do you plan to do for the next week? If you have nothing to do, you can go to the hot spring with me.”
"No, it'll get rusty in the water-and I don't like baths.”
"That's why it's full of spots.”
"I told you to shut up! And Latine! How long are you going to be intimate with this woman's subordinate!!”
Her delicate little face was twisted as she growled. Lating, who was discovered by her master, hugged Profit tightly like a spoiled child. Her huge and soft body was pressed against Profit's little head because of her height. It seemed like he was troubled, and even Proffitt's dazed face had a hint of a puppy's expression.
"Hey, but Master, Profite-chan is super cute! Just let me hug you for a while longer ~"
"…You bastard…!"
"Isn't it good to improve our relationship, Spotty Jam?”
Before Peste could get angry again, the 'master' quickly took out the lollipop from his mouth and stuffed the sparkling candy into Peste's mouth.
"Woo!"
"The little girl from 'No Nome' is missing, along with the little guy from 'Rattenfanger.”
"-what?"
"Well, Proffitt will be there on the eighth day. When the time comes, lend me that man first.”
Ignoring Peste's serious and gloomy gaze, the 'master' took Proffitt's hand and gently pulled her out. It felt like he was taking a walk with a puppy that didn't like to walk.
The wine-red pupils that turned around to look at Pester carried a subtle and dangerous emotion.
"Work hard, 80 million vengeful spirits.”
“……”
Until the trio disappeared from her sight, Pester still looked at them with a tense expression.
In front of Latine and Wesley, the Black Death Spot Demon King revealed the most serious expression he had ever seen.
"One day, I will definitely punch this woman.”
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Four days later.
Realm Wall, stage area. Grand Ceremony Operations Headquarters, isolation room.
“……”
"Are you awake, Miss Yao?"
"…Sakuya…"
In the room that was filled with a leisurely atmosphere, Kasugebe Tsubasa woke up.
His head was so slow because of the fever that it was as if it was covered in a layer of fog, and his consciousness was unclear.
His body temperature was much higher than usual. It was precisely because of his superior five senses that even a slight deviation in his body would have a great impact. Now, even Sakuya's face, which was so close to him, couldn't be seen clearly.
However, he was definitely still smiling.
"…Am I…having a relapse?"
"Yes, it's a preliminary Black Death virus infection. It's just an ordinary fever now. Miss, please don't worry.”
This wasn't a comforting word for a patient. For some reason, Yao suddenly realized that Sakuya wasn't very good at taking care of sick people. After all, when he became his follower, he was already fated to be sick. He had never seen him behave like this.
"Have you found the strategy for the game?”
"Don't worry about this. Sleeping Beauty lying down obediently is the greatest respect for the prince.”
In a corner of the room, Sixteen Nights, who was buried in the sofa, jumped up and threw the heavy book in her hand to the side.
"Anyway, we'll settle everything the day after tomorrow. You can sleep here and wait slowly.”
"…Hehehe ~"
Compared to Sakuya, who was almost invincible in taking care of others, it was surprising that Sixteen Nights 'words were more reassuring. Yao couldn't help but chuckle.
"... Then, I'll sleep well... Good night, Sakuya..."
"Yes, Miss."
Sakuya gently placed Yao's hand back under the blanket and once again replaced the wet towel on Yao's head. She quietly watched her young sleeping face.
From Sixteen Nights 'perspective, he could see it clearly.
“……”
This guy's face was so cold that even evil ghosts would be scared to death.
"Ha, can't you even maintain your usual attitude when your young miss falls?”
"…Maybe."
White Yaksha was sealed, Asuka disappeared, and Yao fell. These three events had a much greater impact on Sakuya than anyone could imagine.
She seemed to have no moral integrity or lower limits, but Sakuya was genuinely protecting the women of " No_Nome." Sakuya, who had unknowingly placed herself in the position of a protector, was now somewhat caught up in it.
Sixteen Nights scratched her head in frustration.
"Hey, come out with me."
"This day came faster than I thought.”
Sakuya accepted Sixteenth Night's invitation without even turning her head around. She smiled bitterly and silently left Yao's ward.
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