Part 8
Diablo stared at the young flower vendor girl.
Suddenly, an unpleasant thought crossed his mind.
──Since this girl is selling purple flowers, isn’t the event 『Subjugation of the Destruction God Europa』 in progress!?
How could he check?
Above all, Diablo was no good at talking to girls.
As expected, a Demon King.
There was no other choice than the Demon King role play.
With an arrogant attitude, he folded his arms, and looked down at her.
「My name is Diablo. A Demon King of another world!」
「Eh!?」
Since he had declared that he was a Demon King so abruptly, the young girl’s eyes darted about.
「I shall allow it, lass. Go ahead and state your name!」
Since what Diablo was used to was making this speech to challengers, it was strange as words being sent to the flower vendor.
She made an expression that seemed like she was troubled.
「Ahー……I’m, Merci」
「Fumu, Merci huh……It would seem you are selling flowers?」
「Yes.」
「Very well, I suppose I will buy some.」
「……Eh?」
Even though he intended on checking to see if the event had progressed……
He unconsciously blurted that.
The thing that he wanted to know no matter what when he was a Player. The truth that had caused a dispute.
Merci made a face that said she was bewildered.
Diablo glared at her.
「What’s wrong? Surely, you are not going to say that you won’t sell it to me, are you?」
「……Erm……How much, do you have?」
「Hmph, do not look down on me.」
Taking a small bag out from his pouch, he took out several coins. There were copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins.
Incidentally, one gold coin was 80,000 F (Furis). If economized, he could live on it for one month.
There were more than ten pieces of them.
He didn’t know the market price of flowers in the royal capital, but they shouldn’t be more expensive than this. To begin with, if he went outside of the town, there were flowers that were blooming on the roadside.
Merci opened her eyes wide.
「Gold coins!? And so many of them! Onii-san……so you were a rich person.」
「It’s Diablo.」
「That name……where have I……Well, whatever. Well then, come over here!」
「Mu.」
──She is a flower vendor, right?
Could it be that what was in the basket were actually just samples, and the real ones were in a nearby flower shop? Surely that was the case.
Diablo chased after her.
They entered a narrow back alley that was in between buildings.
A bare amount of moonlight illuminated that area.
Merci took off her green robe.
「Nsho.」
Diablo went *gyoh* in shock. The attire that she hid in her clothes were unrelated to being neat and clean.
The area to her chest was really open, and she had a lascivious appearance.
The eyes that she looked at him with were muddy.
*Perori* She licked her light colored lips.
Her hands slowly raised up her own skirt. He could see her purple underwear.
「It’s 10,000 F (Furis) if it’s the mouth, 30,000 F it’s for all the way, ‘kay? If it’s just for the underwear, then 5,000 F is fine★」
「………………I see.」
Diablo quietly looked up at the starry sky.
──Tonight, the moonlight, is strangely stinging my eyes.
*Horori* Sweat spilled from his eyes.
*Gugugu* Merci brought her body closer.
「Hurry up and decide. If we get caught by the State Knights, then it’ll be bad for you too, right, Onii-san?」
「Ah, well……」
If he had the boldness to be able to have fun with a young girl in a back alley like this, he wouldn’t have been loitering in the plaza while having a self review meeting.
Naturally, he didn’t have the mental strength to answer her expectations.
He was nothing but perplexed.
Merci boldly pressed her body on him.
「Well then, this will be a service for you★」
Diablo had his hand grabbed, and it was brought to her chest. There was a perfectly round and soft sensation in the palm of his hand!
He could tell even from on top of her blouse.
Despite her small build, she was an owner of quite the amount of volume to it.
It wasn’t like they were big enough that his fingers sank into them, but maybe due to her youth, it was quite perky. It was a jam-packed touch.
Even though it was the winter season, the cloth was thin, and Diablo could feel her body temperature in his hand.
Was she not wearing underwear either?
At his fingertips, he touched the tip of the protuberance.
Merci leaked out a coquettish sigh.
「Haun……perv.」
She expressed an obscene smile.
──Having gone this far, what should I say to escape……No, what should I say to stop this kind of conduct?
Diablo groaned.
Merci’s hand extended down. She rubbed the center of his pants.
「Ara, looks like you’re already ready?」
「Ugh!? No……」
「Well then, it’s about time……that you decide.」
Her other hand went close to Diablo’s ear.
*Pachin!* She snapped her fingers.
Merci’s eyes suspiciously shined.
「《Hypno》」
That was what she muttered.
Diablo felt like cold water was poured on his thoughts that had gone pink.
「Magic!?」
At the same time, the 《Demon King’s Ring》 on his left hand lit up.
Part 8
Diablo stared at the young flower vendor girl.
Suddenly, an unpleasant thought crossed his mind.
──Since this girl is selling purple flowers, isn’t the event 『Subjugation of the Destruction God Europa』 in progress!?
How could he check?
Above all, Diablo was no good at talking to girls.
As expected, a Demon King.
There was no other choice than the Demon King role play.
With an arrogant attitude, he folded his arms, and looked down at her.
「My name is Diablo. A Demon King of another world!」
「Eh!?」
Since he had declared that he was a Demon King so abruptly, the young girl’s eyes darted about.
「I shall allow it, lass. Go ahead and state your name!」
Since what Diablo was used to was making this speech to challengers, it was strange as words being sent to the flower vendor.
She made an expression that seemed like she was troubled.
「Ahー……I’m, Merci」
「Fumu, Merci huh……It would seem you are selling flowers?」
「Yes.」
「Very well, I suppose I will buy some.」
「……Eh?」
Even though he intended on checking to see if the event had progressed……
He unconsciously blurted that.
The thing that he wanted to know no matter what when he was a Player. The truth that had caused a dispute.
Merci made a face that said she was bewildered.
Diablo glared at her.
「What’s wrong? Surely, you are not going to say that you won’t sell it to me, are you?」
「……Erm……How much, do you have?」
「Hmph, do not look down on me.」
Taking a small bag out from his pouch, he took out several coins. There were copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins.
Incidentally, one gold coin was 80,000 F (Furis). If economized, he could live on it for one month.
There were more than ten pieces of them.
He didn’t know the market price of flowers in the royal capital, but they shouldn’t be more expensive than this. To begin with, if he went outside of the town, there were flowers that were blooming on the roadside.
Merci opened her eyes wide.
「Gold coins!? And so many of them! Onii-san……so you were a rich person.」
「It’s Diablo.」
「That name……where have I……Well, whatever. Well then, come over here!」
「Mu.」
──She is a flower vendor, right?
Could it be that what was in the basket were actually just samples, and the real ones were in a nearby flower shop? Surely that was the case.
Diablo chased after her.
They entered a narrow back alley that was in between buildings.
A bare amount of moonlight illuminated that area.
Merci took off her green robe.
「Nsho.」
Diablo went *gyoh* in shock. The attire that she hid in her clothes were unrelated to being neat and clean.
The area to her chest was really open, and she had a lascivious appearance.
The eyes that she looked at him with were muddy.
*Perori* She licked her light colored lips.
Her hands slowly raised up her own skirt. He could see her purple underwear.
「It’s 10,000 F (Furis) if it’s the mouth, 30,000 F it’s for all the way, ‘kay? If it’s just for the underwear, then 5,000 F is fine★」
「………………I see.」
Diablo quietly looked up at the starry sky.
──Tonight, the moonlight, is strangely stinging my eyes.
*Horori* Sweat spilled from his eyes.
*Gugugu* Merci brought her body closer.
「Hurry up and decide. If we get caught by the State Knights, then it’ll be bad for you too, right, Onii-san?」
「Ah, well……」
If he had the boldness to be able to have fun with a young girl in a back alley like this, he wouldn’t have been loitering in the plaza while having a self review meeting.
Naturally, he didn’t have the mental strength to answer her expectations.
He was nothing but perplexed.
Merci boldly pressed her body on him.
「Well then, this will be a service for you★」
Diablo had his hand grabbed, and it was brought to her chest. There was a perfectly round and soft sensation in the palm of his hand!
He could tell even from on top of her blouse.
Despite her small build, she was an owner of quite the amount of volume to it.
It wasn’t like they were big enough that his fingers sank into them, but maybe due to her youth, it was quite perky. It was a jam-packed touch.
Even though it was the winter season, the cloth was thin, and Diablo could feel her body temperature in his hand.
Was she not wearing underwear either?
At his fingertips, he touched the tip of the protuberance.
Merci leaked out a coquettish sigh.
「Haun……perv.」
She expressed an obscene smile.
──Having gone this far, what should I say to escape……No, what should I say to stop this kind of conduct?
Diablo groaned.
Merci’s hand extended down. She rubbed the center of his pants.
「Ara, looks like you’re already ready?」
「Ugh!? No……」
「Well then, it’s about time……that you decide.」
Her other hand went close to Diablo’s ear.
*Pachin!* She snapped her fingers.
Merci’s eyes suspiciously shined.
「《Hypno》」
That was what she muttered.
Diablo felt like cold water was poured on his thoughts that had gone pink.
「Magic!?」
At the same time, the 《Demon King’s Ring》 on his left hand lit up.
