With a heavy noise, the door to the Demon King’s hall closes.
Grizalia, who saw off Blazel’s corpse, finally exhales.
Eventually, large tears start flowing from her golden eyes.
“Hieeeeeeeeeeeee!! He was so scary! Blazel was scary!!”
Raising a loud voice, she begins crying.
“Why’d he, why’d he have to make that face! Even I, even I had a hard time doing that! There’s that ‘dignity’ thing I have to protect as demon king! Otherwise I’d become a joke to my subordinates!!”
“Yes yes. You did very well.”
Granbell comes all the way to the throne, and pats Grizalia on the head.
Her figure was like a mother soothing a child, who’s throwing a tantrum.
“Cough! Cough! Cough!! The smoke from the cigarette is… Uwaa… Why do adults smoke such unpleasant things?”
Grizalia tries to spit out the gross feeling in her throat, while coughing.
“You did splendidly, my lord. Smoking cigarettes even when you couldn’t, you put up with it very well.”
“Cranbell… Was “Gri” a good Demon King?”
“Yes you acted as a very dislikabl–I mean, splendid Demon King.”
“Really!?”
“Yes! As a reward, I shall bring some delicious cake.”
“Yayy! I wuv delicious cake!”
After that, Grizalia eats the cake brought in by Cranbell.
She had whipped cream around her lips, and sported a happy expression.
Demon King Grizalia.
Born 30 years ago.
From the prespective of long-living demons, she was 3 years old in human terms.
She was at the age where she wanted to be spoiled.
◆◇◆◇◆Capua side◆◇◆◇◆
Apparently, drinking good alcohol after victory was the same for humans.
Whether they live or die.
Whether the city survives or not.
The normally quiet city was very festive, and the streets were flooded with people who were joyous having survived.
Adventurers who fought bravely and returned to the city were praised and were served free meals and drinks.
The guild which had become the center for that, had turned into a crucible of drunkenness.
In the center of that center, was me.
Putting my hand on my waist, I gulp down the drink poured in my mug in one go (good boys and girls shouldn’t try this at home).
After finishing my drink, I was lifted high.
“OOOOOOH! That’s the 50th cup!!”
The adventurers with reddened faces looked at me in astonishment.
On the other hand, old-man Mackenzie who was also drinking in front of me, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grinned.
But that was the end of his tough act.
Right after, he collapses onto the floor.
“MACKENZIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!”
“”At last, even the old man has fallen!”
“Damn-!!”
“The newbie’s actually a beast!!”
The adventurers look at the sick me, and begin praising me.
What we’re doing right now is an idiotic drinking match to see how much alcohol can one hold in their stomach.
I used to do this with demons a lot.
Seeing it like this, I guess humans and demons are pretty similar.
“Awe~some! Master can really hold his drink.”
Pafimia was sticking to me as usual.
Her breath smelled like alcohol.
It looks like even she had drunk some.
I won’t say I’m strong with alcohol.
Even among demons, I’d say I’m on the weaker side.
But human liquor is simply too weak.
For humans, this must have been on the strong side, but for me it was like juice.
Alcohol made by demons, is made from the fire sac of demon dragons.
It’s closer to oil, rather than liquor, and is a mess to drink.
By the way, it explodes just by bringing a flame close to it, so burning it is prohibited.
“Ma~ster~…”
“Pafimia, don’t bring your face any closer.”
“Thank you for saving us.”
“I get it. I get it, so get away.”
“As thanks… I’ll licky-licky you.”
As soon as she said this, Pafimia starts licking my cheeks.
peroperoperoperoperoperoperoperopero…
It felt the same as a dog licking my face.
“Daaaaaaaaaa! Stop! You! Saliva… gross—“
I tried pushing her away, but she didn’t budge.
It seems she leveled up quite a bit, having fought the Flame Beast Corps.
Even my superdemon strength wasn’t enough to do anything.
In fact, she seems too drunk–Oi…
Gyaaaaaaaa!! Her saliva’s dripping!
The other adventurers didn’t even try to help.
On the contrary, they kept cheering her on.
By the way, Mysteltam and Verdana had gone home.
It seems that their bakery will open from tomorrow.
“Are you alright, Capua-sama?”
The one appearing in front of me, was Sharon.
Her tone was calm.
I’m saved. At least Sharon seemed like a decent girl.
“Sharon! Help me!!”
“Understood. By the way, Capua-sama.”
“W, what is it, Sharon?”
She begins to strip.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Sharon is as indecent as the rest of them!
Stop! You’re not even married yet? I think?
There were a lot of hungry wolves here.
In fact, who was it!?
The one who let this priestess drink alcohol!!
“It’s alright. I wouldn’t show them to anyone other than Capua-sama.”
No, you’re not making sense here.
This is neither a hidden room, nor our private room.
It’s the entrance hall of the guild.
I extend my hand out to stop Sharon.
◆◇◆◇◆
“Stop! Sharon!!”
I reach out with my hand.
The moment my eyes opened, it wasn’t Sharon’s plump breasts which entered my field of view.
It was the ceiling of the cheap inn I was used to seeing.
That was close…
Apparently it was all a dream…
Still it was so close… I mean, a horrible dream.
Getting licked by Pafimia…
Having Sharon strip…
…….I wonder if I’m just horny.
I am, after all, a demon male.
Even demi-lich are able to perform reproductive activities, which is why we have these dreams.
–Is what I don’t have time to explain.
“Now then, let’s wake Pafimia up, and have her bake some bread.”
“What about me, master?”
“Ah, Pafimia… How convenient, go bake some… br……..ead.”
For some reason, I heard Pafimia’s voice from inside my covers.
I turn them over in a hurry.
For some reason, a red wolf girl with cute ears popping out of her head, was staring at me with her shining innocent eyes.
My women problems didn’t just end there.
“Fuwaaa~… Good morning, Capua-sama. The weather seems pleasant today.”
From my bed, Sharon comes out like a baby bear.
No, I guess it was within expectations till here.
It’s not ethically recommended behavior, but this wasn’t enough to move me.
But if there is a god, he sure loved teasing me.
A third person appears from inside the covers.
“Hm? Is it morning already? I have to hurry to the guild.”
She begins to move her hands about to find her glasses.
After hanging the strings on her long ears, the familiar guild receptionist looks towards us.
“T, there’s ano… another one…”
“Ah, good morning, Capua-sama. Last night was really fun, wasn’t it?”
“WHY IS CARLA HEREEEEE!!”
Also what do you mean by fun??
Because, I’m not enjoying myself at all!!
It seems, that my peaceful second-life, was still faraway.
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