Beryl knew that she was provoking Belled.
Belled had said countless times. He hoped she would not leave her side.
Now she also knew his heart. The time when she was unsure of his heart and anxious was over.
However, there was only one reason why she brought up this story and provoked him.
She wants to be with him.
No matter what the cost.
However, for her who was afraid of losing people, it was also a provocation that risked a lot.
That’s why Beryl couldn’t help but feel her hands getting cold from the tension.
“...”
Beryl said to Belled, who was squinting his eyes.
“Or, if you want me to be happy next to you.”
She leaned in slightly. And she kissed Belled’s lips that she was embracing.
Beryl put something soft into the slightly open gap, and she clumsily explored him as he had explored her.
It was a kiss she had done countless times, but today it felt even deeper, more sorrowful, and sweeter.
Belled tightened his arms around her.
Haa, Beryl who let out a short breath, whispered while touching her forehead with his. Her somewhat shallow breath, flushed cheeks, and disheveled hair stimulated Belled endlessly.
It was an image he always wanted. He wanted to have her by his side.
But how could he leave her alone?
“...”
He gritted his teeth.
He understood the other side of love. What he knew was love.
Love was an emotion that was both selfless and endlessly selfish.
Love was covering up his selfish thoughts countless times with the excuse that it was for eer.
And then when his true nature was revealed. When she kept digging into him like this.
He didn’t want her to be left alone.
He didn’t want her to be by someone else’s side. He wanted her to only show him this side of herself.
In the end, he wanted her to stay by his side.
...This is how selfish thoughts were revealed. And that was an irresistible temptation.
Beryl approached him on her knees and hugged him with her body bent at her knees.
“If you want to support what I want to do, just like you said someday.”
Beryl repeatedly kissed Belled’s forehead.
She knew as she whispered desperately as if to persuade him. If she were to push him to drink the spring of desire, he would never be able to take it away by force. He was not the kind of person who would do that. She was sure that he would, even if it was not for others.
But she wanted to persuade him.
That way, both of them would be happy for a long time.
“Please support me.”
Just like the day when he whispered that they should open the gates of hell together, whisper that they should become devils together.
At this moment, Beryl who whispered desire to him, whispered a temptation that he could never refuse, was already a devil.
A true devil.
“...”
Beryl quietly looked into Belled’s eyes, unable to nod.
Then she covered his cheeks with both hands so that he would look up at her, and kissed him again on his eyes, on the tip of his nose, and then on his lips.
And she tried to hear his answer. Beryl held his face still with her hands that were trembling with tension.
“...!”
But that plan went awry. Belled dug into her slightly parted lips.
“Ah.”
With a short groan, her body completely turned to him. Belled’s faint smile seemed to pass through her wide-open eyes.
The next moment, he lifted her up and placed her down next to him. Belled completely dominated her.
Belled, who was looking at Beryl like that, leaned over. His arm gently dug into the back of her neck and wrapped her head, fixing her to him.
His firm, hot body settled on her slightly trembling legs. The moment Beryl exhaled from the heat.
“...!”
Belled penetrated her once again. Without even a moment to breathe properly, he was so thirsty. Like a thirsty person taking water. His urgent but not violent movements swam freely inside her lips, over her soft tongue, and then escaped.
Dizzy.
When Beryl looked up at him with her heated breath and her mind blank, Belled eventually closed his eyes.
And he smiled with regret.
“You know how to persuade me too well.”
That’s driving me crazy. He let out a ragged breath and hugged her tightly.
“And I don’t know how to deny what you say.”
You want it, you look at me with those eyes, how can I stop what you want to do?
Beryl thought at those words.
They say that demons become demons because they desire something.
So what I desire is. What I want is.
She hugged him. The more she saw him, the more she loved him, more fiercely.
The last time Belled saw Beryl was after the gates of hell were opened. In short, the ritual of opening itself was successfully performed.
Since she was attacked the moment after the ritual was performed, she should have already become a demon by the time the ritual was over.
The problem was.
“There must be a spring of desire in hell.”
Belled said while holding her. Beryl dug deeper into his arms. She didn’t want to leave his arms for even a moment.
Even though the weather wasn’t that cold, it was cold outside his arms.
“There’s no way to bring the spring water before the gates of hell are opened.”
Belled nodded.
If only she could force herself to open the gates of hell and bring it.
However, the Fountain of Desire was the essence of magical power itself, so it could not cross the gap between the gates of Hell.
He let out a short sigh. Then there was only one way.
“When the ritual of opening the gates is over and the gates of Hell open, you will see a pitch-black space through the gap.”
The priests who almost equate the sacred with the pure white would not enter there.
“If I go in first.”
Beryl’s eyes widened. Belled nodded.
“I will enter Hell.”
How great it would be if you could stay in Hell. Then you would not be in danger or become a devil.
However, that place had an environment that was very different from the human world. Her body, which was sensitive to Marbes’s magical power, would not be able to withstand the environment of Hell.
“Is the Fountain of Desire right in front of the gates of Hell?”
Belled shook his head when she asked.
It was a place he had entered hundreds of years ago, before Hell and the human world were blocked by a gate, but its appearance was clear.
“It is deep inside Hell. It would take a long time to go and drink it yourself.”
“Then...”
Beryl opened her mouth slightly. Then she grabbed his hand tightly. She would need someone’s help.
Then Beryl looked outside. To be exact, she looked in the direction where the demon was.
Long ago, another demon had chosen to sleep instead of turning the human she loved into a demon.
“...”
Beryl and Beled were sitting on the sofa in the VIP reception room.
And sitting across from them was Pocalor.
She was lost in thought with her long white eyelashes hanging down. The teacup in front of her had already cooled down a long time ago.
“...So that’s what you ended up choosing.”
Pocalor had given up on this a long time ago.
The human she loved had so much in the human world.
She couldn’t ask him to abandon the people he cared about, his family, his friends, all the honor and position he had built in the human world, and come to her, where there was only a long time.
That’s why Pocalor gave up. That’s why her story had a bad ending.
But she was seeing a different ending.
It was the end she had been curious about since she heard that Belled had gotten married, and since she knew that Belled’s eyes were truly on Beryl.
It was the end she had been curious about but also feared. Since she had met her doom, she thought she would see the same sight again.
But it seemed that it wasn’t the case for them.
Beryl seemed to be fidgeting, perhaps thinking that she had told her something she shouldn’t have told her, but Pocalor was concerned about something else.
“There’s no turning back once you become a demon.”
She began.
“From the moment you drink the spring water, magic will begin to take over your body. You’ll be strong for the first few days. Then one day,”
She said, thinking about her past.
“You’ll collapse. Either your body will be able to withstand that magic... or you’ll be transformed into a demon’s body, or you’ll die.”
It’ll be one of the two.
You’ll suffer greatly in the process.
Pocalor’s gaze passed over Beryl and turned to Belled.
“Is that really your choice?”
Or are you being forced by someone’s emotions?
Pocalor herself was asking the question she had never been able to ask the human she loved.
No, it was a story that couldn’t even be brought up.
That’s why she wanted to ask. Can you be happy as a devil?
Can someone who became a devil by looking at only one person really spend the time after that happily?
“Yes.”
Beryl nodded. Pocalor closed her eyes as she looked at her gaze that showed not a single bit of hesitation.
“Devils are hated. To humans, their very existence is evil, and there is no room for excuses.”
Beryl nodded at her words.
“I know. And it’s not like the devils intended to do evil from the beginning.”
Pocalor looked at the Saintess who was defending the devil.
“As you said, the devils caused conflict among humans to survive. But that doesn’t mean that it’s forgivable from a human perspective.”
Her voice was quiet.
Could you endure a situation where the humans who looked up to you threw rocks at you? Could you not regret receiving those looks that were disgusting to the core?
“It’s okay though.”
Beryl closed her eyes.
She wasn’t the type of person who thought she had to be good.
A good person? Yes. She was such a comfortable person to be with.
But no matter how hard she tried to be good, all she got in return was contempt. Only hyenas who tried to get something out of her were by her side.
She had enough of being that way in her previous life.
“I don’t intend to do evil, but I won’t ignore the devil’s position either.”
I will be in the same position as you. And that’s it.
“I’ve been thinking about joining hands with the devil since I came to this land,”
She said, looking back at Belled.
“I didn’t choose this place because the devils are good. I came here to survive.”
So nothing changed. She just had a sweeter and happier relationship with this person than she could have imagined.
Beryl said this while holding Belled’s hand tightly.
Her form outside the gates of hell with her unique ability, her clone, shook slightly for a moment. Since Pocalor’s main body was inside the gates of hell, the only one who could hear this request and bring her a spring of water in advance when the gates of hell opened was Pocalor.
“So, Pocalor, will you please get me some spring water from the Fountain of Desire?”
At those words, Pocalor quietly rose from his seat.
“Let’s meet in hell.”
Those were no longer scary words to Beryl. Beryl smiled brightly.
The troops of Vine dispatched to the central altar successfully calmed the sacred energy there.
There, the decoration of Marbes, which the humans had praised as being sacred because of the shape reflecting light, and that the gods would like it, was placed.
After a while.
[All preparations are complete.]
The preparations for the opening ceremony were complete.
The carriage carrying Beryl and Belled left Vine.
To the central altar, the battlefield that would decide their lives.
Belled had said countless times. He hoped she would not leave her side.
Now she also knew his heart. The time when she was unsure of his heart and anxious was over.
However, there was only one reason why she brought up this story and provoked him.
She wants to be with him.
No matter what the cost.
However, for her who was afraid of losing people, it was also a provocation that risked a lot.
That’s why Beryl couldn’t help but feel her hands getting cold from the tension.
“...”
Beryl said to Belled, who was squinting his eyes.
“Or, if you want me to be happy next to you.”
She leaned in slightly. And she kissed Belled’s lips that she was embracing.
Beryl put something soft into the slightly open gap, and she clumsily explored him as he had explored her.
It was a kiss she had done countless times, but today it felt even deeper, more sorrowful, and sweeter.
Belled tightened his arms around her.
Haa, Beryl who let out a short breath, whispered while touching her forehead with his. Her somewhat shallow breath, flushed cheeks, and disheveled hair stimulated Belled endlessly.
It was an image he always wanted. He wanted to have her by his side.
But how could he leave her alone?
“...”
He gritted his teeth.
He understood the other side of love. What he knew was love.
Love was an emotion that was both selfless and endlessly selfish.
Love was covering up his selfish thoughts countless times with the excuse that it was for eer.
And then when his true nature was revealed. When she kept digging into him like this.
He didn’t want her to be left alone.
He didn’t want her to be by someone else’s side. He wanted her to only show him this side of herself.
In the end, he wanted her to stay by his side.
...This is how selfish thoughts were revealed. And that was an irresistible temptation.
Beryl approached him on her knees and hugged him with her body bent at her knees.
“If you want to support what I want to do, just like you said someday.”
Beryl repeatedly kissed Belled’s forehead.
She knew as she whispered desperately as if to persuade him. If she were to push him to drink the spring of desire, he would never be able to take it away by force. He was not the kind of person who would do that. She was sure that he would, even if it was not for others.
But she wanted to persuade him.
That way, both of them would be happy for a long time.
“Please support me.”
Just like the day when he whispered that they should open the gates of hell together, whisper that they should become devils together.
At this moment, Beryl who whispered desire to him, whispered a temptation that he could never refuse, was already a devil.
A true devil.
“...”
Beryl quietly looked into Belled’s eyes, unable to nod.
Then she covered his cheeks with both hands so that he would look up at her, and kissed him again on his eyes, on the tip of his nose, and then on his lips.
And she tried to hear his answer. Beryl held his face still with her hands that were trembling with tension.
“...!”
But that plan went awry. Belled dug into her slightly parted lips.
“Ah.”
With a short groan, her body completely turned to him. Belled’s faint smile seemed to pass through her wide-open eyes.
The next moment, he lifted her up and placed her down next to him. Belled completely dominated her.
Belled, who was looking at Beryl like that, leaned over. His arm gently dug into the back of her neck and wrapped her head, fixing her to him.
His firm, hot body settled on her slightly trembling legs. The moment Beryl exhaled from the heat.
“...!”
Belled penetrated her once again. Without even a moment to breathe properly, he was so thirsty. Like a thirsty person taking water. His urgent but not violent movements swam freely inside her lips, over her soft tongue, and then escaped.
Dizzy.
When Beryl looked up at him with her heated breath and her mind blank, Belled eventually closed his eyes.
And he smiled with regret.
“You know how to persuade me too well.”
That’s driving me crazy. He let out a ragged breath and hugged her tightly.
“And I don’t know how to deny what you say.”
You want it, you look at me with those eyes, how can I stop what you want to do?
Beryl thought at those words.
They say that demons become demons because they desire something.
So what I desire is. What I want is.
She hugged him. The more she saw him, the more she loved him, more fiercely.
***
The last time Belled saw Beryl was after the gates of hell were opened. In short, the ritual of opening itself was successfully performed.
Since she was attacked the moment after the ritual was performed, she should have already become a demon by the time the ritual was over.
The problem was.
“There must be a spring of desire in hell.”
Belled said while holding her. Beryl dug deeper into his arms. She didn’t want to leave his arms for even a moment.
Even though the weather wasn’t that cold, it was cold outside his arms.
“There’s no way to bring the spring water before the gates of hell are opened.”
Belled nodded.
If only she could force herself to open the gates of hell and bring it.
However, the Fountain of Desire was the essence of magical power itself, so it could not cross the gap between the gates of Hell.
He let out a short sigh. Then there was only one way.
“When the ritual of opening the gates is over and the gates of Hell open, you will see a pitch-black space through the gap.”
The priests who almost equate the sacred with the pure white would not enter there.
“If I go in first.”
Beryl’s eyes widened. Belled nodded.
“I will enter Hell.”
How great it would be if you could stay in Hell. Then you would not be in danger or become a devil.
However, that place had an environment that was very different from the human world. Her body, which was sensitive to Marbes’s magical power, would not be able to withstand the environment of Hell.
“Is the Fountain of Desire right in front of the gates of Hell?”
Belled shook his head when she asked.
It was a place he had entered hundreds of years ago, before Hell and the human world were blocked by a gate, but its appearance was clear.
“It is deep inside Hell. It would take a long time to go and drink it yourself.”
“Then...”
Beryl opened her mouth slightly. Then she grabbed his hand tightly. She would need someone’s help.
Then Beryl looked outside. To be exact, she looked in the direction where the demon was.
Long ago, another demon had chosen to sleep instead of turning the human she loved into a demon.
***
“...”
Beryl and Beled were sitting on the sofa in the VIP reception room.
And sitting across from them was Pocalor.
She was lost in thought with her long white eyelashes hanging down. The teacup in front of her had already cooled down a long time ago.
“...So that’s what you ended up choosing.”
Pocalor had given up on this a long time ago.
The human she loved had so much in the human world.
She couldn’t ask him to abandon the people he cared about, his family, his friends, all the honor and position he had built in the human world, and come to her, where there was only a long time.
That’s why Pocalor gave up. That’s why her story had a bad ending.
But she was seeing a different ending.
It was the end she had been curious about since she heard that Belled had gotten married, and since she knew that Belled’s eyes were truly on Beryl.
It was the end she had been curious about but also feared. Since she had met her doom, she thought she would see the same sight again.
But it seemed that it wasn’t the case for them.
Beryl seemed to be fidgeting, perhaps thinking that she had told her something she shouldn’t have told her, but Pocalor was concerned about something else.
“There’s no turning back once you become a demon.”
She began.
“From the moment you drink the spring water, magic will begin to take over your body. You’ll be strong for the first few days. Then one day,”
She said, thinking about her past.
“You’ll collapse. Either your body will be able to withstand that magic... or you’ll be transformed into a demon’s body, or you’ll die.”
It’ll be one of the two.
You’ll suffer greatly in the process.
Pocalor’s gaze passed over Beryl and turned to Belled.
“Is that really your choice?”
Or are you being forced by someone’s emotions?
Pocalor herself was asking the question she had never been able to ask the human she loved.
No, it was a story that couldn’t even be brought up.
That’s why she wanted to ask. Can you be happy as a devil?
Can someone who became a devil by looking at only one person really spend the time after that happily?
“Yes.”
Beryl nodded. Pocalor closed her eyes as she looked at her gaze that showed not a single bit of hesitation.
“Devils are hated. To humans, their very existence is evil, and there is no room for excuses.”
Beryl nodded at her words.
“I know. And it’s not like the devils intended to do evil from the beginning.”
Pocalor looked at the Saintess who was defending the devil.
“As you said, the devils caused conflict among humans to survive. But that doesn’t mean that it’s forgivable from a human perspective.”
Her voice was quiet.
Could you endure a situation where the humans who looked up to you threw rocks at you? Could you not regret receiving those looks that were disgusting to the core?
“It’s okay though.”
Beryl closed her eyes.
She wasn’t the type of person who thought she had to be good.
A good person? Yes. She was such a comfortable person to be with.
But no matter how hard she tried to be good, all she got in return was contempt. Only hyenas who tried to get something out of her were by her side.
She had enough of being that way in her previous life.
“I don’t intend to do evil, but I won’t ignore the devil’s position either.”
I will be in the same position as you. And that’s it.
“I’ve been thinking about joining hands with the devil since I came to this land,”
She said, looking back at Belled.
“I didn’t choose this place because the devils are good. I came here to survive.”
So nothing changed. She just had a sweeter and happier relationship with this person than she could have imagined.
Beryl said this while holding Belled’s hand tightly.
Her form outside the gates of hell with her unique ability, her clone, shook slightly for a moment. Since Pocalor’s main body was inside the gates of hell, the only one who could hear this request and bring her a spring of water in advance when the gates of hell opened was Pocalor.
“So, Pocalor, will you please get me some spring water from the Fountain of Desire?”
At those words, Pocalor quietly rose from his seat.
“Let’s meet in hell.”
Those were no longer scary words to Beryl. Beryl smiled brightly.
***
The troops of Vine dispatched to the central altar successfully calmed the sacred energy there.
There, the decoration of Marbes, which the humans had praised as being sacred because of the shape reflecting light, and that the gods would like it, was placed.
After a while.
[All preparations are complete.]
The preparations for the opening ceremony were complete.
The carriage carrying Beryl and Belled left Vine.
To the central altar, the battlefield that would decide their lives.
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