Belled met my eyes as if he wanted to look inside me.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and opened them.
“I misunderstood.”
As if apologizing, his hand gently wrapped around my shoulder.
“I knew a little more about what you wanted.”
I fixed her gaze on him without even guessing what he was going to say.
What was in this conversation?
“You don’t want to be alone, that’s also your desire.”
I opened my mouth slightly at those words. That was right.
As he dug a little closer to me, my heart started to beat faster.
Could he hear my heartbeat when we were this close? Could he know that I was nervous?
Belled laughed at that.
“This is an easy desire to fulfill.”
He said, hugging my body. A low laugh rang in my ears.
“I’ve never given up what I have. So.”
He leaned back slightly and looked straight into my eyes.
“You should rather fear not being able to escape.”
I will not be able to leave this land.
I felt strangely secure when someone said that. I had already become so attached to this land without even realizing it.
Belled kissed me as I closed her eyes with a low laugh.
“Is it so good not to be able to escape from the devil?”
“...”
I couldn’t bring myself to say yes. But instead, my hand tightly gripped his shoulder as if it contained affirmation.
Belled’s laughter grew louder.
“You were worried that I might ask too much of you, but you are only asking for what I can give you.”
His kiss spread heat to her forehead again. As our hot breaths mixed together and my mind became hazy, he whispered.
I don’t know if I can satisfy you like this if you can properly learn about desire here.
The next morning.
Ronove was looking at the clock in Belled’s office with a troubled face.
“It’s time for you to come.”
Originally, Belled should have been here a few hours ago and was already working.
However, recently, Belled, who had been unable to concentrate on his work, had finally disappeared.
Ronove eventually thought about it and headed to Belled and Beryl’s bedroom. In this mansion that originally had no need for a bedroom, it was a place made for Beryl.
Even so, Belled had no reason to sleep.
Knock knock.
“Your Highness, it’s Ronove.”
Ronove arrived at the room and knocked cautiously.
“...”
There was no answer from inside. Ronove thought about it and tried to knock on the door again.
Then the door opened without a sound. It was clear that someone had opened it with magic.
Ronove cautiously entered the room. The area around the bed was covered with more veils than usual, so even with the devil’s good eyesight, he couldn’t see anything.
Just the vague silhouette of a person lying down.
More than that, what Ronove could hear was someone’s steady breathing. A similar beat was heard, tap, tap, a reassuring sound.
As if someone was patting a sleeping person. If the demon who entered this room had not been accustomed to human society at all, he would not have guessed what this situation was.
But it wasn’t Ronove. He paused. No matter how you looked at it, didn’t this look like the morning a newlywed couple would greet?
But the other person was the demon Grand Duke Belled.
He understood the emotion of love as nothing more than a possessive desire to possess something, and he thought that lust was foolishness rather than desire.
However, the traces that had remained on the visionary last night... Ronove was trying to sort out his confused mind.
“What’s going on?”
A very low voice rang out. Enough to not wake the sleeping person.
“...Your Highness, there’s something urgent.”
Ronove followed him and lowered his voice without realizing it.
Slurp.
After a moment of silence, the silhouette rose. A little magic moved, and what appeared beyond the veil was Belled, dressed somewhat disheveled.
He looked very uncomfortable.
“I think you should get down to business.”
“...”
That was when Belled let out a short sigh.
“Ugh...”
Belled quickly turned his head at the sound coming from the bed.
As Ronove saw Belled walking out, through the veil that had been tossed here and there, a silhouette that had become a little clearer than before caught Ronove’s eye.
“...!”
Ronove, who had been staring blankly at it without realizing it, soon received Belled’s cold gaze.
A murderous feeling that sent shivers down his entire body.
“!”
Ronove lowered his head as if he were going to bury it on the floor. Only then did the murderous feeling disappear as if it had never existed.
“Was it noisy?”
It was a voice that humans couldn’t hear. Ronove wanted to say that, but he held his breath gently.
His instincts were telling him. Just keep his mouth shut.
“No, it’s just... The bed moved.”
He seemed to feel Belled’s gaze again. Ronove broke out in a cold sweat.
That gaze seemed to say that if he hadn’t come here, he wouldn’t have moved and the bed wouldn’t have shaken, so it was his fault that Beryl woke up.
“Who’s here?”
Belled whispered in response to the sleepy question.
“It’s Ronove.”
Ronove almost stopped breathing at the sound of that voice.
For a moment, he thought it was someone else. Didn’t the tone of his voice change?
The voice that had been cold until he turned around had already become low and soft.
The change was so natural that even Belled himself didn’t seem to notice it.
“Ah...”
A faint moan was heard, and with a rustling sound, the silhouette got up.
“Ah.”
Then as if it was hastily covering its body, Ronove lowered his gaze to the floor again. It was his survival instinct. After all, all he could see was the silhouette.
“It seems like work has piled up.”
“It seems a bit piled up, but it’s not urgent.”
If it wasn’t urgent, I wouldn’t have come.
Ronove had to close his mouth of truth again.
“Would you call Decarabia? I think I need to organize my clothes first...”
Before she could finish speaking, Belled’s voice rang out.
“Decarabia.”
The voice, with its magical power and strange resonance, was a voice that anyone in the mansion could hear.
By now, everyone in the mansion must have known that Decarabia was being sought after.
It was a command that was rarely used unless there was something urgent.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
As expected, Decarabia also thought it was urgent and quickly ran to the door.
Then, she stopped moving after witnessing the same scene as Ronove.
She too blinked as if she couldn’t grasp the situation. Ronove furtively glanced at Decarabia.
‘Do you understand what’s going on?’
‘...’
Just as Decarabia was about to answer,
“Help me organize my clothes.”
“Yes.”
Was this why I was called? Decarabia tilted her head and disappeared into the veil.
In the meantime, Belled had escaped from the veil. Ronove couldn’t dare meet his gaze, as he looked even more uncomfortable than during the war.
“I’m out.”
“Ah, yes.”
It was ridiculous for Ronove to insist on leaving, but what happened next was even more embarrassing to him.
“Then I think it would be better for me to understand the hostess’s business a bit more today.”
Belled gave an unexpected answer to Beryl’s words after she finished organizing her clothes.
“That would be difficult. My wife should come with me.”
Why on earth? Decarabia and Ronove looked like they wanted to ask the same question... and just lowered their heads.
Unlike Naberus, they were people who had a sense of humor.
“Ah... Is there something I should take care of?”
“Rather.”
Belled’s soft voice was laced with a smile. And Ronove made an expression as if he had seen a ghost at that fact.
“In Vine, it is customary for couples to travel together immediately after marriage.”
Neither Decarabia nor Ronove knew that there was such a custom.
“Then why...”
Their vice-minister also made a sharp point, but Belled shamelessly answered.
“Except for special circumstances.”
At that point, Decarabia was about to open her mouth with a sullen expression.
Tak.
The moment the mouth of the truth of the demon world was about to open, Ronove quickly covered it.
“If the hostess knew about Vine’s affairs, wouldn’t she be able to adapt to Vine quickly?”
Beryl nodded at that. That was right.
“That’s right.”
She seemed to have woken up a little, stretched out, and walked out from between the veils.
“Then shall we start with a light morning cleanup?”
Belled offered her a hand as an escort.
Morning cleanup meant everything from proper exterior cleanup to breakfast, all the preparations before starting work in earnest.
“Good.”
Beryl followed him with a slightly refreshed face.
The eyes of Decarabia and Ronove, who were left behind, met.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and opened them.
“I misunderstood.”
As if apologizing, his hand gently wrapped around my shoulder.
“I knew a little more about what you wanted.”
I fixed her gaze on him without even guessing what he was going to say.
What was in this conversation?
“You don’t want to be alone, that’s also your desire.”
I opened my mouth slightly at those words. That was right.
As he dug a little closer to me, my heart started to beat faster.
Could he hear my heartbeat when we were this close? Could he know that I was nervous?
Belled laughed at that.
“This is an easy desire to fulfill.”
He said, hugging my body. A low laugh rang in my ears.
“I’ve never given up what I have. So.”
He leaned back slightly and looked straight into my eyes.
“You should rather fear not being able to escape.”
I will not be able to leave this land.
I felt strangely secure when someone said that. I had already become so attached to this land without even realizing it.
Belled kissed me as I closed her eyes with a low laugh.
“Is it so good not to be able to escape from the devil?”
“...”
I couldn’t bring myself to say yes. But instead, my hand tightly gripped his shoulder as if it contained affirmation.
Belled’s laughter grew louder.
“You were worried that I might ask too much of you, but you are only asking for what I can give you.”
His kiss spread heat to her forehead again. As our hot breaths mixed together and my mind became hazy, he whispered.
I don’t know if I can satisfy you like this if you can properly learn about desire here.
***
The next morning.
Ronove was looking at the clock in Belled’s office with a troubled face.
“It’s time for you to come.”
Originally, Belled should have been here a few hours ago and was already working.
However, recently, Belled, who had been unable to concentrate on his work, had finally disappeared.
Ronove eventually thought about it and headed to Belled and Beryl’s bedroom. In this mansion that originally had no need for a bedroom, it was a place made for Beryl.
Even so, Belled had no reason to sleep.
Knock knock.
“Your Highness, it’s Ronove.”
Ronove arrived at the room and knocked cautiously.
“...”
There was no answer from inside. Ronove thought about it and tried to knock on the door again.
Then the door opened without a sound. It was clear that someone had opened it with magic.
Ronove cautiously entered the room. The area around the bed was covered with more veils than usual, so even with the devil’s good eyesight, he couldn’t see anything.
Just the vague silhouette of a person lying down.
More than that, what Ronove could hear was someone’s steady breathing. A similar beat was heard, tap, tap, a reassuring sound.
As if someone was patting a sleeping person. If the demon who entered this room had not been accustomed to human society at all, he would not have guessed what this situation was.
But it wasn’t Ronove. He paused. No matter how you looked at it, didn’t this look like the morning a newlywed couple would greet?
But the other person was the demon Grand Duke Belled.
He understood the emotion of love as nothing more than a possessive desire to possess something, and he thought that lust was foolishness rather than desire.
However, the traces that had remained on the visionary last night... Ronove was trying to sort out his confused mind.
“What’s going on?”
A very low voice rang out. Enough to not wake the sleeping person.
“...Your Highness, there’s something urgent.”
Ronove followed him and lowered his voice without realizing it.
Slurp.
After a moment of silence, the silhouette rose. A little magic moved, and what appeared beyond the veil was Belled, dressed somewhat disheveled.
He looked very uncomfortable.
“I think you should get down to business.”
“...”
That was when Belled let out a short sigh.
“Ugh...”
Belled quickly turned his head at the sound coming from the bed.
As Ronove saw Belled walking out, through the veil that had been tossed here and there, a silhouette that had become a little clearer than before caught Ronove’s eye.
“...!”
Ronove, who had been staring blankly at it without realizing it, soon received Belled’s cold gaze.
A murderous feeling that sent shivers down his entire body.
“!”
Ronove lowered his head as if he were going to bury it on the floor. Only then did the murderous feeling disappear as if it had never existed.
“Was it noisy?”
It was a voice that humans couldn’t hear. Ronove wanted to say that, but he held his breath gently.
His instincts were telling him. Just keep his mouth shut.
“No, it’s just... The bed moved.”
He seemed to feel Belled’s gaze again. Ronove broke out in a cold sweat.
That gaze seemed to say that if he hadn’t come here, he wouldn’t have moved and the bed wouldn’t have shaken, so it was his fault that Beryl woke up.
“Who’s here?”
Belled whispered in response to the sleepy question.
“It’s Ronove.”
Ronove almost stopped breathing at the sound of that voice.
For a moment, he thought it was someone else. Didn’t the tone of his voice change?
The voice that had been cold until he turned around had already become low and soft.
The change was so natural that even Belled himself didn’t seem to notice it.
“Ah...”
A faint moan was heard, and with a rustling sound, the silhouette got up.
“Ah.”
Then as if it was hastily covering its body, Ronove lowered his gaze to the floor again. It was his survival instinct. After all, all he could see was the silhouette.
“It seems like work has piled up.”
“It seems a bit piled up, but it’s not urgent.”
If it wasn’t urgent, I wouldn’t have come.
Ronove had to close his mouth of truth again.
“Would you call Decarabia? I think I need to organize my clothes first...”
Before she could finish speaking, Belled’s voice rang out.
“Decarabia.”
The voice, with its magical power and strange resonance, was a voice that anyone in the mansion could hear.
By now, everyone in the mansion must have known that Decarabia was being sought after.
It was a command that was rarely used unless there was something urgent.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
As expected, Decarabia also thought it was urgent and quickly ran to the door.
Then, she stopped moving after witnessing the same scene as Ronove.
She too blinked as if she couldn’t grasp the situation. Ronove furtively glanced at Decarabia.
‘Do you understand what’s going on?’
‘...’
Just as Decarabia was about to answer,
“Help me organize my clothes.”
“Yes.”
Was this why I was called? Decarabia tilted her head and disappeared into the veil.
In the meantime, Belled had escaped from the veil. Ronove couldn’t dare meet his gaze, as he looked even more uncomfortable than during the war.
“I’m out.”
“Ah, yes.”
It was ridiculous for Ronove to insist on leaving, but what happened next was even more embarrassing to him.
“Then I think it would be better for me to understand the hostess’s business a bit more today.”
Belled gave an unexpected answer to Beryl’s words after she finished organizing her clothes.
“That would be difficult. My wife should come with me.”
Why on earth? Decarabia and Ronove looked like they wanted to ask the same question... and just lowered their heads.
Unlike Naberus, they were people who had a sense of humor.
“Ah... Is there something I should take care of?”
“Rather.”
Belled’s soft voice was laced with a smile. And Ronove made an expression as if he had seen a ghost at that fact.
“In Vine, it is customary for couples to travel together immediately after marriage.”
Neither Decarabia nor Ronove knew that there was such a custom.
“Then why...”
Their vice-minister also made a sharp point, but Belled shamelessly answered.
“Except for special circumstances.”
At that point, Decarabia was about to open her mouth with a sullen expression.
Tak.
The moment the mouth of the truth of the demon world was about to open, Ronove quickly covered it.
“If the hostess knew about Vine’s affairs, wouldn’t she be able to adapt to Vine quickly?”
Beryl nodded at that. That was right.
“That’s right.”
She seemed to have woken up a little, stretched out, and walked out from between the veils.
“Then shall we start with a light morning cleanup?”
Belled offered her a hand as an escort.
Morning cleanup meant everything from proper exterior cleanup to breakfast, all the preparations before starting work in earnest.
“Good.”
Beryl followed him with a slightly refreshed face.
The eyes of Decarabia and Ronove, who were left behind, met.
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