As the Demon King, I have married a slave elf. How should I express my love?

"Uh, Neferpitou."

"Yes."

"Would you like to sit here?"

Sagan got a headache as soon as he finished speaking.

Why would I say this at a time like this?

Sagan clearly just wanted her to sit a little closer...

Seeing Sagan patting his leg, Neferi blushed with embarrassment.

"People would feel awkward here..."

No magicians have come to disturb her yet, but Sagan remains the focus of everyone's attention.

Sagan nodded, then said incoherently:

"Uh, uh, I understand."

Sagan answered with what he thought was composure, and Neferpitou puffed out his cheeks.

"Mr. Sagan has been quite the prankster lately."

"Nefi, your expressions are much more varied than before."

This is his honest opinion.

The unexpected remark made Neferi blush and lower his head.

"...Mr. Sagan is so cunning."

Neferpitou was secretly delighted, yet she seemed somewhat unable to let go of her feelings. The tips of her reddened ears were twitching slightly.

—By the way, I wonder what Neferi's ears feel like to touch at a time like this?

I remember the ear felt a bit hard when I rubbed it against my face before, but it should feel quite soft when I'm spacing out like this.

Sagan then casually stroked Neferpitou's ear.

"Huh?"

With a cute scream, Neferpitou's body trembled.

The touch of her ear was unexpectedly soft, yet it felt hot as if she had a fever.

—It turns out that Nefi's ears are surprisingly soft when he's not nervous.

She must have been extremely panicked before, and the tension in her mind seemed to have affected the firmness of her ears.

As he was observing, Neferpitou's eyes darted around in a panic, and he asked:

"Um, Mr. Sagan?"

It's been a long time since I've heard Neferpitou sound this panicked. The last time I heard it was when she was talking to Sagan about magic.

Sagan then came to his senses.

"Ah...sorry, I was just a little curious."

"Does 'curiosity' refer to...my ears?"

Neferpitou touched his pointed ears with a hint of surprise.

The girl's appearance made Sagan nod vigorously.

—After all, that's Neferpitou's most endearing quality in some ways!

To understand Neferpitou's feelings, Sagan first looks at her ears. Seeing the rich emotional responses expressed in her ears only makes one love Neferpitou even more.

This feeling probably reached Neferi, who looked up at Sagan with her eyes fixed on him.

"If you like it, then... please go ahead."

Then, in order to expose her unguarded ears, she brought her face closer.

Is it really possible?

It was strange that the person making the request said it, but Sagan never expected that she would actually allow him to touch her ear.

Sagan took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then resolutely faced Neferpitou.

"Then, shall I touch it?"

"OK."

Sagan carefully cupped Neferpitou's ears from below. The warm, red ears seemed even warmer than before.

He pinched his fingertips slightly, feeling the texture.

—So there wasn't any arterial-like pulsation up there?

Neferi clutched her chest, her face flushed. Her heart was pounding, but the sound didn't reach her ears.

Sagan, his curiosity piqued, observed for a while, and then the ear in his hand suddenly twitched a few times.

The originally soft ears gradually hardened.

This shows that Neferpitou is becoming increasingly nervous.

"Huff... Hah..."

The breath that escaped from her lips was a groan-like gasp.

Did I tickle her?

Neferi, with her eyes tightly closed, was biting her finger, seemingly enduring something, which only added to her allure.

—For some reason, I started to feel like I was doing something lewd.

In order to see more of Nefie’s reaction, Sagan tried sliding her fingers from the base of her ear to the tip.

"Huh?"

As a result, Neferpitou's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she leaned back.

Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, Sagan quickly withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

Sagan asked anxiously, but Neferi shook his head.

"No, I'm fine. It's just... it's the first time someone has touched me there..."

"Yes, yes..."

It seems that the unfamiliar feeling of having one's ear touched for the first time made Nefi feel out of place.

After all, when you think about it carefully, the ears are a very sensitive part of the body!

If anyone asked if they could touch her ears, Sagan would never allow it.

The thought that Neferi had allowed her to touch such a sensitive area made Sagan feel somewhat confused.

Unable to look at each other any longer, the two turned their faces away.

"—!"

Then, the two sides finally discovered something.

All of Sagan and Nefaire's interactions were witnessed by the people on deck.

The band's mermaid singer stammered and forgot to sing. Shisty, who was about to get something to eat, hesitated, her fork hovering in mid-air. Raphael's enormous body blocked Far's view, causing Far to struggle fiercely in dissatisfaction. Simón and Gomel turned their faces away, seemingly unable to bear the sight.

Sagan and Nefi suddenly pulled away from each other.

Neferpitou kept slapping his face, whispering to Sagan.

"...Um, I'll trouble you again next time when it's just the two of us."

That means Sagan can touch her again another day, or rather, she hopes Sagan can touch her again another day.

"Huh?"

Sagan couldn't help but turn around and see that although Nefi was covering her ears and turning her face away, her ears, which could still be seen through her fingers, were still bright red.

So, that reaction doesn't mean rejection...?

However, given such a reaction, how long can Sagan maintain her rationality in the future?

While she seemed to enjoy having her ears touched, whether she would accept anything more intimate was another matter entirely.

—And what's more, I still haven't told her how much I love her.

Everything has a sequence and should be done step by step.

Just as Sagan was having an internal struggle, Nel came to his side, rubbing his hands together.

"Hehe, hehehe, Lord Sagan, you and Lord Neferi are really close. Oh, your glass is empty, let me refill it for you!"

It seems this kid isn't giving up yet.

He picked up the wine on the table and started pouring it without permission.

Sagan's face clearly darkened now.

"I don't need it, get out."

"No, please don't do that! I just want to serve you, Lord Sagan. Just think of me as a scarecrow or something!"

—What a shameless brat, why don't we give him a good beating?

But Sagan had finally managed to create a romantic atmosphere with Neferpitou, so he really didn't want to do something that would spoil the mood.

Just as he was muttering to himself, Neferpitou turned around timidly. Her gaze first fell on Nel, but perhaps unwilling to send him away, she finally made up her mind and said:

"Um, Mr. Sagan, there's something I'd like to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Sagan immediately recalled the attack that Nefie and Fael had suffered in Chinnoind.

It seems she's finally willing to talk about the details she wouldn't even reveal to Sagan back then.

"Hmm, tell me about it."

After nodding in response, Nefi let out a sigh of relief.

Then, with a determined expression, she spoke: