"Mori, is there something I want to show you..."
At that moment, Gremory, barely coming to her senses, slipped her front foot out of Chession's hand.
"Yes, I'll show you next time, so don't run away."
"..."
"By the way, can you explain why you tried to run away? The bed and food would have been fine."
The cat's ruby eyes were full of contempt. Is it enough to give me a good bed and food? How can I live in a perverted house? No matter how indifferent her superlative witch is, she is not bold enough to think of sitting in such a dangerous, perverted house.
"It would be nice if you could tell me what you want. Except for running away."
"..."
"I can't help it. From now on, I'll stay by your side. If you try to run away again, you'll be in trouble."
"!"
"If you try to run away... Oh, does this sound so strange? Sorry, I just want to protect you."
"!!"
"Well, there was a way that you were more familiar with. Mori, I have a wish for you. Witches can't recklessly refuse the contract that humans offer first, right?"
Surprised, Gremory jumped up and stood up her fur. Why don't you know so much about contracts with witches? Have you ever kidnapped a witch before?
'Well, there's no guarantee that I'll be the first.'
"Don't run away, just stay near me, and I'll give my soul."
"Shut up! You crazy pervert!"
In the end, Gremory, who was speechless, bared violently and hid under the cushion. Chession stared blankly into the air.
"Crazy... Pervert? Oh, is it because I keep trying to hold hands? I'm really sorry. I didn't expect you to hate it so much. Because I caught it well before..."
Kyaaak! The cat, with its fangs bared, swung its front paws and scratched the back of Chession's hand.
"No matter what kind of witch you have been holding hands with before, that's not my knowledge!"
"Huh?"
"Other witches would have been grateful to live in an aristocratic mansion and move on, but I'm not stupid enough to live in the same house with a crazy witch pervert. I'm going to get out of here."
"Hey, Mori. I think there is some misunderstanding."
"My name is Gremory, you damn pervert! If you don't let me out of here right away, I'll spread the plague in this mansion."
"..."
The crazy witch pervert burst into a bland laughter. He groaned and rested on his forehead.
"May I ask why you think I'm a witch pervert?"
Gremory slammed the sofa with her tail, showing her displeasure.
"You confess your love to the subject of the kidnapping, and you try to contact me somehow and don't let me run away, but if you're not a pervert, what is it?"
"...You might think so."
Ha, Chession sighed and buried his face in his hands. It was ridiculous, but on the other hand, it was inexhaustibly disturbed.
"Anyway, pervert. Find another witch to marry. I have no intention of living with you."
"I can't do that."
"Why?"
"Because I have to be you... Oh, if I say this, it sounds strange again."
"Uh."
Gremory, who hid her tail in a pile of cushions, shook her head. Chession was very embarrassed.
"I don't know what to do with this situation. Mori, is there anything you want?"
"My name is Gremory. Don't call me by a disgustingly strange nickname."
"Yes, Mori. No, Gremory."
"All I want is to get out of your den."
After thinking about something for a while, Chession happily replied.
"Yes. Then, I'll let you go out after midnight."
"Don't mess around, do you want to roast me somehow until then?"
"No. I will never visit you until midnight. So stay in the mansion."
"Why is it midnight?"
"I have something I really want to show you, and if I prepare all of them, it will be just midnight."
Gremory snorted.
"That's funny, I will never look at what you prepare."
"Anyway, stay at the mansion until midnight. I'll bring you more soft quilts so that you don't feel uncomfortable."
"...Do you know how I can fall for such a simple thing?"
"And in the meantime, I won't come to you. Please allow me to come in and out, only the servants who will deliver you the meal."
"You don't do anything strange to the meal, do you?"
"If that were the case, you would have become strange right away."
Gremory, who thought so, was silent. After all, when she ate goat meat or bit into jerky and ate it, there was nothing wrong.
"It's still annoying."
"If you really suspect it. I'll just give it to you as a live black goat. Instead, you'll have to take care of it."
"That's annoying."
"Then you follow the servants and see the grooming process yourself."
"..."
When the pervert came out confidently, Gremory, who had nothing to say, only wagged her tail annoyingly.
At that moment, Isolene knocked on the door of his office and entered.
"Your Highness, I've taken care of all the documents you entrusted to me... Oh, Mori was with you."
"You've come well. Please show Mori the goat pasture. Show her the goat slaughtering process."
"Hmm... Yes."
She doesn't know why he was suddenly asked to show Mori something like that, butIsole agreed.
Gremory looked out of the pile of cushions and became even more distraught. Oh my God, the woman who looks like that maid also has black hair. The pervert's taste was really terrible.
"Come here, Mori. Let's go to the ranch."
A black-haired maid who had put the papers down on his desk cheekily held out her hand. Gremory, who had transformed into a human, ignored her hand and took the lead in leaving the office.
'Do you think I'm going to go to the ranch obediently? As long as I get out of this damn mansion, I'll run away.'
While Gremory was planning an escape in her head, Isolene came out of the office.
"Follow me, Mori."
Isolene took the lead. Gremory followed her, and suddenly, one thing became curious.
'Why do people in this family call me 'Mori'?"
When the perverted Grand Duke called her 'Mori', she thought it was a strange nickname made by the Grand Duke. However, when this maid naturally called her 'Mori', it felt strange.
Mori. Why does that name feel familiar? It felt as if she had been called by that name for a long time.
"Hey."
Gremory, who stopped, shot at Isolene fiercely.
"Why?"
"Why does everyone in this family call me 'Mori'?"
"That's right. I've been calling you that way for over a year."
"What? 1 year? It's been a year since I was kidnapped?"
"That's right."
Gremory, who was dumbfounded, pointed to her stiff forehead. At best, she thought it would have been about a month or two. She felt that the weather was a little warmer than the day she was kidnapped. But a year has passed.
"According to the claims of the people in this family, I was called 'Mori' here all year round, right? Did I even get engaged to the perverted Grand Duke of witch collectors?"
"A witch collector pervert... Pftt. Well, that's right. And you were friends with me. You made this green jewel for me."
"What?"
Gremory stared at Isolene's necklace. Oh my God, there was really a lot of her own magic in the jewel.
'Did I make this kind of thing for humans?'
Judging from the sophistication of the magical power, it seemed that she paid a lot of attention to making it. Moreover, the black jewel ring on the woman's finger also felt magical.
'There's even a protective spell on it, right?'
Did I give her a ring that I painstakingly engraved with protective magic to protect that human woman?
"...I can't believe it."
Then something even more unbelievable happened. In the distance, the black-haired woman at the end of the hallway was blowing a broom, and she seemed to be a real witch. Moreover, she was a witch who knew her face.
Gremory ran to her.
"Hey, Alice. Why are you cleaning here?"
"Oh hoho, Mori~ That's because I'm a maid here. My sister got me a job here."
"Me? And why am I your sister?"
"Because you brought me to such a good place to live. Hoho."
Gremory stared into Alice's eyes. She was to check if she had been brainwashed by the perverted Grand Duke and turned away.
"I have something to ask."
"What is it?"
"Is the demon god really dead?"
"Yes! The demon god was killed by my sister and His Highness the Grand Dukel Destroy three fragments of the original soul."
"..."
"Moreover. Kona, the master of the demon world, was also killed! My sister and I started a demon war together!"
It didn't seem like a lie. If the demon god had been alive, Alice wouldn't have been obediently brooming in someone else's mansion.
"You must have done everything you can to take me to the demon god somehow."
But even if she said she was a demon god, she couldn't believe that she had defeated the master of the demon world.
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