Chapter 140 – Reorganization (10)
“… By the way.”
Azazel rested her chin on her table, her eyes wide open.
“Your skin isn’t shiny, so it shines, unnie.”
“Is that so?”
I touched my cheek.
It seems that my skin texture is definitely better than before.
Is there such a noticeable difference?
Azazel raised her eyebrows and twisted her lips.
“Yes. Are you very hot?”
Wasn’t the rumor that women’s skin improved after having sex?
Azazel asked coyly as she sipped her tea on the table to see if her throat was burning.
“So did you like it?”
“… Yes, yes?”
A question mark was created.
I couldn’t help but show a choppy response like a video with buffering.
“How about Einstein’s?”
What did you just say, brother?
I stared at Azazel, stunned, tilting her head.
“Well, do you think I heard it wrong?”
“What you heard is right.”
It was a shameless attitude.
It was also Azazel-like, so strangely I didn’t hate it.
But it’s embarrassing.
Recklessly.
Because saying dirty things to Ain and saying dirty things to Azazel are completely different.
First of all, there is a big gap.
The meaning and nuance of the secret conversation shared with a lover and the dirty talk shared with a child whom one regards as a younger brother are clearly and distinctly different.
The eyes rolled round and round.
“Bo, do you usually ask questions like that?”
“Is it okay if I teach you? It’s the first time I’ve seen a younger brother in three days, can you clear up some questions?”
It’s forced.
It was unreasonable coercion.
Still, the reason she couldn’t refute it was because she felt remorse for Azazel in her own way.
No matter how lustful she was, she hadn’t turned away from her for three days.
“… It’s private though.”
As I desperately increased my words, Azazel put on a savage expression.
“Weren’t we supposed to be able to talk about our private lives?”
Is it in between?
No need to think.
It’s like that.
It’s between me and Azazel.
I nodded.
“… That’s right, in the meantime.”
“Oh. Is the person who thinks that way slowly pulling back, Aria-sister?”
Azazel’s alluring smile.
Maybe today is my turn.
I made a final plea.
“Uh, ah, I should ask Ain too. She might make him feel bad.”
“Hehe, I’m going to tremble anyway, right?”
It was her with self-deprecating reactions.
I know it’s a joke, but it still breaks her heart.
I firmly tried to recite the words of denial.
“Nope! Never…”
Azazel squeezed through the gap and came in.
“Tell me then, what a passionate night you had.”
“… Are you curious?”
“It’s natural to be curious, is it something like that between you and Ain?”
Ugh
How can you bite and hang on like this?
It would be strange to leave me out here.
He had no desire to be hated by Azazel.
It’s okay if I’m a little embarrassed.
“… OK. You can say it, if you say it.”
“Hee hee, I’m going to tell you that and hold on.”
In the end, I was caught by Azazel and told her about her sex life with Ain.
The intensity of the question was much bigger than I thought, so I was very embarrassed.
… Is this a virgin question?
Um, is this kind of rude to her?
Azazel made her eyes shine even as her face blushed.
I feel like I’m telling a provocative story to an innocent child.
“Wow, wow, is that, that big?”
Or
“It comes inside, doesn’t it hurt?”
Or
“… I’ll tear it down, if that’s enough.”
Or
The more he explained, the more difficult Azazel’s innocent reaction was to bear.
Why should I buy and play numbers?
Maybe on purpose, but I wanted to examine her expression.
It was obvious, but it was a face that had no such sinister intentions at all.
She felt nothing but the exciting aura of her sexuality, which as a woman deserves to have.
Feeling my gaze, Azazel slowly opened her mouth.
“As you know, I have very few acquaintances.”
“… So?”
“Where else would you ask a story like this other than your sister?”
Why did I come to a situation where I felt the shame that Azazel should feel?
There’s nothing wrong with having sex with the person you love.
If you are an adult, it’s a natural thing to go through.
No.
I vaguely know.
As far as what I did wrong.
So stop now.
Because I was wrong!
And dozens of minutes passed.
She was Azazel, the one who told the story to the end.
I slumped back in her chair, my complexion white like a faded squid, and Azazel’s face was red as if it had been doused with red dye.
Hey, it’s a provocative story she’s never heard of in her life, so it might make her blood rush to her head.
“Being an adult is amazing.”
She is a witch who speaks such words calmly.
I feel that you are more awesome for asking such questions without hesitation.
“… Azazel will do it someday, so what are you admiring?”
“Is that right?”
It’s hard to answer if you ask me about it.
However, once a question has been asked, it is natural to answer it.
“I guess so.”
“But she won’t be able to do it with Ain.”
I was speechless.
Isn’t it too much to pay for here?
Azazel spoke in a bittersweet tone.
“I’m a little jealous, sister.”
“…”
If you give me a change ball like that.
What am I supposed to do?
“Your expression hardens again, sister. Have you already sorted out your emotions? It’s just a complaint, I’m telling you to let it go. Don’t take it seriously Or what, do you want me to take Einstein away?”
“Azazel.”
Azazel winked and changed her words, probably thinking I was mad.
“It’s a joke. It’s not even taken away anyway, since Astein only sees her older sister. I mean, there is no gap.”
I stood up and walked over to Azazel.
And she gently took her hand.
Without any words.
It was a small, soft hand.
He looked at her, feeling her touch.
“What, you’re not crying over something like this?”
Are you?
Your words are trembling.
To pretend to be mature.
“What I’m saying from now on is just talking to myself. So Azazel, you don’t have to answer.”
After that, I catch my breath and carefully examine the teeth in front of me.
The mage’s distinctive conical hat and red hair that reached his waist suited him well.
How about bright red eyes like Ruby?
How about lips resembling cherry blossom petals?
Her egg-shaped face and white jade-like skin are also harmonious.
Slander’s body must have its own demand.
It was lively and full of daintyness.
She is a charming girl who feels fresh like a spring flower.
“Azazel.”
She listened to me with calm eyes.
Even though it’s nothing more than self-talk, he listens very enthusiastically.
“I really like Azazel. Even if you look tough on one side and act violently, you know that it’s all made up. Her self, the people inside her enclosure are incredibly caring, considerate, and considerate. I love such sweet Azazel. Because she still is? I can see all of you being mischievous out of fear that I’ll feel sorry for you.”
“… It is an illusion.”
You said you didn’t have to answer, you said you were talking to yourself.
It was Azazel who gave the answer.
I smiled.
“Azazel is the person I need. I can’t imagine life without you.”
“Your sister is exaggerating too.”
I shook my head.
“It is not an exaggeration. She has Ain, and I think that Azazel is my life. As much as she is, she is a special person to me, you. I just wanted to tell you this.”
Azazel lowered her head.
“Arya is very selfish. Even if she had a corner to hate, it would have been nice if she had been there, but she would have resented it to the fullest.”
It was inside.
Her insides.
I apologized in a voice that was neither loud nor soft.
“Sorry. Somehow, I only apologized to you.”
“Who is that idiot who said there is no friendship between women?”
Azazel rubbed her eyes.
Eyes are red
“Me and my sister are so close.”
It was a bitter, heart-wrenching statement.
She didn’t whimper or wail.
“Sister Aria. Should I be happy?”
It sounded like he was about to leave.
Feeling uneasy, I took Azazel into her arms.
“To my happiness, Azazel, you are with me too.”
“Selfish jerk.”
“No?”
Azazel shakes her head.
“Okay, good. Because…”
I ask Azazel’s words back.
It seemed like it had to be.
“… Because?”
“Because you are also my idol.”
* * *
“Damn, damn, damn!”
Blood is filling up.
My breath is out of breath, and my body is collapsing.
The damned hero’s intervention was great.
In the first place, she didn’t trust her sister or the man with a smile.
What are you trying to do with time?
What’s stopping the picky guys?
Karel, who had barely arrived in the Demon King’s territory with her battered body, was proud of herself.
“Shadow demons, I miss you.”
This voice is definitely Jina’s voice.
However, Karel felt a powerful presence carved into it.
“… You are not my sister.”
The corners of the mouth of the being in the shape of Jina drew an arc.
It’s like a crescent moon hanging in the night sky.
“Unlike this body, you’re pretty discerning, you.”
Tuk-tuk.
A foreign object pressing her index finger on the chest of what was her own sister.
Tensions rose in Karel.
“What are you looking for the king for?”
Anger.
A shadow was about to spread around Karel.
However, as soon as the thing that borrowed Jina’s body took a single step, the shadow swept away.
“I have no intention of engaging in a clumsy war of nerves with trivial things. If you don’t want to guide, that’s fine too.”
I broke out in a cold sweat.
Every word she said had the weight of her own king.
“Tell them that the fallen moon has come.”
The wandering moon god knew the time was ripe.
I knew that the day of reverse was coming.
