TMD - Chapter 52 < Unrejectable (5) >

The hallway wasn’t narrow, but did that mean there were that many demons to do?

“They’re all those who were hovering around because of Beryl’s magic.”

“Ah...”

I looked back at the demon god right next to me. By then, Decarabia had silently approached the door and stood there.

The other demons had already been driven away.

“Except for business reports, they didn’t come near.”

Only then did Belled nod as if relieved. I stared up at him.

I was the one who had so many questions.

Then Belled slowly closed and opened his eyes. As if calming down. Then he looked back at Decarabia.

“We’re completely reorganizing Beryl’s guard.”

While I opened my eyes wide, Decarabia approached and bowed her head in front of Belled.

“With Decarabia at the center...”

His voice had a strange resonance. I later learned that it was a kind of magic that all the demons in the mansion could hear.

“Rinata, Vias...”

The names that came out of his mouth were names that I knew.

I was thinking of the owners of those names and suddenly realized that they were all female demons.

“...”

I slightly pursed my lips as I watched him give orders. I was nervous.

He was looking at the demons passing by as if he was particularly unpleasant. He was once again appointing only women as my escorts.

“Those who have been called will closely escort Beryl according to the rank of the rain.”

In the meantime, Belled’s order was over.

“Report any suspicious individuals who approach.”

That was the standard for escorts.

However, even though nothing had happened, his sensitive appearance as if I had been attacked was particularly nerve-wracking.

Was it an illusion?

‘It’s natural to want to be confirmed in love.’

Pocalor’s words suddenly came to mind. And when I saw Ronove running towards us from the end of the hallway as if in a hurry, and Belled looking even more uncomfortable at the sight of him, I felt even more nervous.

When I asked how Belled came, it seemed that he came while I was working.

So the reason Ronove is rushing up to him is to take him away, not to run away.

Then is Belled frowning because he doesn’t want to do his work, or...

...Is it because Ronove is a male demon?

Are all these feelings an illusion, or are they real?

In the first place, I don’t know his feelings well, more than wanting to be confirmed.

I felt my heart beating fast as if I was running fast. It was nervous.

It was the feeling I felt every time I saw him.

I was slowly realizing. That my feelings for him were more than just feelings of affection. And that I wanted him to feel the same.

...But what about him?

‘You don’t love me.’

When I said that, I said that if I kept getting magical powers, I might get possessed.

Then maybe he doesn’t like me but likes the magical power flowing out of me. No, since I said ‘not yet,’ his feelings might still be the same.

If he didn’t feel the same if he was completely different from me.

If he only treats me with dry emotions. If all of this is not me but a favor to my magic.

...Rather than expecting it first. I tightly shut my lips.

Still, I couldn’t help but look forward to it.

Should I visit Pocalor again?

That was when she suddenly had that thought.

“Your Highness.”

I saw Ronove approaching and calling out to Belled. Belled touched his forehead.

“Beryl, I’ll be back.”

“Oh, yes.”

Seeing Ronove’s anxiousness in front of Belled, who looked uneasy, I couldn’t even guess how much work he had left behind.

“Then.”

Belled smiled faintly and quickly walked away.

...Click, thud.

Only after the door carefully closed did I open my eyes wide.

“...Ah.” 

I had forgotten to mention Pocalor.

It seemed that I couldn’t concentrate on my work when he came either.

***

I barely finished my piling-up work and headed downstairs.

'It was a ghost with long, white hair.'

'I only saw shadows. But do ghosts have shadows?'

After hearing the ghost stories, there was some crucial testimony.

“Isn’t it common to have long, white hair like Pocalor?”

Decarabia nodded at my words.

“Yes. But.”

Decarabia asked, taking the lead when I said to go underground.

“Are you here to see Pocalor?”

I nodded at her words. Then Decarabia slowed down her pace as if she was slightly troubled.

“I don’t know why she was visible last time, but..."

It probably meant that it was normal for her to not be visible. I recalled how she had disappeared beyond the gates of Hell. Like a ghost. 

“She’s not a demon that originally appeared in the human world, is she?” 

If that were the case, Decarabia would have introduced her. There was no way that Decarabia would have treated me as a child and not introduced the important demons who were also Belled’s siblings. 

“Yes. It was probably a coincidence that she came out last time.” 

Dekarabia said as if she was troubled. 

“There’s a high chance that she’s not in the underground right now.” 

Without that, Dekarabia opened the basement door. 

Squeak. 

And she opened her eyes wide as she looked at Pocalor, who was looking back at the two with her arms crossed. Pocalor was smiling with narrowed eyes. 

“Do I look like someone who doesn’t keep promises?”

“... Lady Pocalor.” 

Decarabia seemed surprised. 

“I’ve been waiting so long for the story.” 

Pocalor, who was smiling prettily, pointed out the door to Decarabia. 

“Would you like to see if anyone else comes today?” 

She glanced at me and said quietly. 

“I don’t think our Highness wants the story to leak out.” 

I nodded slightly at the look that seemed to ask, “No?” 

As I brought the magic wine and began to properly supply them with magic power, the way the demons viewed me changed a lot. However, no one would see me as an ally just because I supplied magic power. Some people might have started to feel good about me because my relationship with Belled seemed okay. However, it would be troublesome if rumors started to spread that the two were at odds or not on good terms. 

At that moment, Decarabia suddenly opened her mouth. 

“That’s difficult.” 

Pocalor and my eyes turned to her simultaneously. 

“There were orders to keep Your Highness close and not leave.” 

Pocalor opened her eyes wide at those words, then smiled brightly. Then she asked as if she already knew the answer. 

“Who?” 

The answer was obvious. 

“His Highness the Grand Duke.”

...It was Belled. Pocalor let out a small laugh at those words. Then she gave me a strange look. A look that contained a strange smile. 

I seemed to know why she was laughing. My heart had been pounding since she realized that his name would come up in the same words I already knew. 

“I’m not a male demon, so it’s okay? I think I can do the escort.” 

Did Pocalor know that all the demons assigned to escort me were women? 

She probably wasn’t sure. It was just a guess. She wasn’t always in this castle, but sometimes she appeared near the gates of Hell. But in the end, it was the right answer. 

“My identity is not unclear, and you will be guarding outside the door. What do you think?” 

As Pocalor pointed out each point, Decarabia looked back at me. As if asking if I wanted to do that. 

“... I’ll ask you for a moment.” 

Could it be that Decarabia was upset because I didn’t tell her? 

It seemed that she was looking into other people’s thoughts even more than at the temple. Belled told me to do whatever I wanted, but unlike those who looked at me with twisted eyes like the temple, Yubar, and the Orobas family, many demons were kind to me. I don’t want to be hated by those people. 

My gaze cautiously turned to Decarabia. However, Decarabia nodded as if she had no thoughts, said goodbye, and left. 

Kung.

The Decarabia that I had observed had a cool personality without any lingering feelings. So there was no need to worry. Then what about Belled... 

The others could guess how I would react based on my actions, but not Belled. When the two of us were left alone, Pocalor laughed again. 

“You still don’t understand Belled’s feelings?”

I blushed as I recalled the Q&A with Decarabia earlier.

“...Of course, enough, um, he...”

My face felt redder as I tried to continue.

“He’s doing a good job, but it could just be kindness.”

I knew that the onlookers would be frustrated.

Just like Pocalor had laughed when she heard the words ‘Belled’s order’ earlier.

So many of his actions pointed to ‘that’, but I couldn’t ask him easily because I wasn’t sure.

To him, me, does he... love me?

“You said it’s not wrong to want to be confirmed that you love me, right?”

“Yes.”

Pocalor nodded lightly. I opened my mouth as she watched me.

“But...”

If he loved me, wouldn’t he have said so a long time ago? 

He was someone who couldn’t hold back his desires. He was someone who gave everything, but he had never once said that he loved me.

“My lovely bride.”

Those words confused her. Was I lovable? Because I could give him magic?

If there was someone who could give him more magical power than me, would he treat her like he did me?

Was it just a deal, as he said, or was it just a teaching that would let me know my desires? If so, why was he so considerate?

“I want to ask, but I can’t.”

I said, stopping My long thoughts. Pocalor’s sky-blue eyes turned to me.

“If I ask, I think our current relationship will change from that moment on.”

What if I expect more and ask him what he feels, but instead he drifts away? I couldn’t move because of that worry.

“Hmm..."

Pocalor tilted her head slightly and fell into thought at my words. Her silky, soft hair flowed down her shoulders.

While my gaze was drawn to her white hair, Pocalor said,

“I guess I’ll have to see you two together in person to know.”

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