Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

"Sir, are you going to give this kitten milk?" The maid with the big tail knelt down in front of Mikayi and reached out to stroke the black cat's head. "But sir, cats can't drink milk. We have goat milk here. If you need it, I'll sneak some out from the kitchen."

"Oh...is that so? Thank you for your help."

Mikayi, who had zero experience raising cats, naturally had no idea about such things.

After all the dishes were served, the big-tailed maid brought over a small dish of steaming goat milk.

Mikayi hesitated for a moment, but still handed Kuro to the maid.

Judging from the starry-eyed look in this big-tailed lady's eyes, she probably really likes kittens.

Kuro squinted comfortably as his chin was scratched, making gurgling sounds in his throat.

Mikayi felt relieved and picked up the food in front of him to taste it.

"That Christian kid actually managed to come back alive from the City of Eternal Winter."

"More than eight hundred adventurers all died, but he was the only one who returned..."

The demon king, with his extraordinary hearing, unconsciously absorbed the conversation at the next table.

That said, the sweet and savory flavor of this pumpkin soup was just right. The broth must have been simmered for countless hours to achieve its perfect texture.

It is delicate and without any impurities.

"They actually completed the Adventurers' Guild's S-rank quest."

"It's said that the Snow Wolf King suddenly disappeared. He must have gotten incredibly lucky."

"Pfft...cough cough cough..."

"Sir, sir, are you alright?" The big-tailed maid hurriedly stood up and patted Mikayi's back.

"fine……"

Hey, hey, hey, isn't that the shameless mysterious guy who took both his bounty and Kuro's bounty with him?

That person is actually from Lyon? I must clarify the money matter in person if I have the chance to meet him.

Mischief-keeper Mikayi thought to himself.

080 That despicable passive skill

No longer a penniless demon king, Mikayi naturally wouldn't mistreat himself. He headed straight for the most luxurious inn.

Since Kuro in her arms was still a kitten, it wouldn't make sense to leave a kitten alone in a separate room.

So, just like last time, we booked a twin room.

Compared to the moldy wooden huts in the City of Everwinter, this hotel was actually built with bricks and then carefully decorated.

The soft mattress was very comfortable, and the sheets had a fresh scent from being sun-dried.

She rolled up the long blanket and coiled it into a simple cat bed. Mikayi gently placed the kitten in her arms onto it.

"Mmm~"

The kitten lay on its back with its four paws up, its round eyes staring at the person in front of it.

"It's very late now, go to sleep."

"master……"

The short little claws gradually lengthened, forming the arm of a human girl.

Still feeling drowsy after waking up, Kuro rubbed his eyes and hugged Mikayi's neck.

"I thought I would never see you again..." Kuro's voice was very soft, like a dream, with a slight nasal tone.

"Had a nightmare?" Mikayi paused, still with one knee resting on the bed and her body bent over.

Kuro shook his head and continued, "Last night, when my body disappeared, I, who thought I was no longer afraid of death, actually felt afraid. Afraid that I would never see my master again."

"Me too. I thought you were really gone, and I almost lost my temper..."

If they hadn't found Kuro that night, Mikayi himself doesn't know what he would have done.

Unlike the lives of those ants, this beast-eared girl, though a bit willful and sharp-tongued, didn't want to lose Mikayi deep down.

Although they hadn't spent much time together, feelings are something that can't be explained or described.

“I almost forgot that you’ve been mine for a long time,” Mikayi said.

Kuro had a black magic circle on the back of his hand, with a six-pointed star representing a demon. In the very center of that six-pointed star was a goat's head, representing the Demon King.

That is the Demon King's unique mark, a mark left after signing a demonic pact with him. The mark is etched into the soul, and it will remain no matter how many bodies one changes into.

“Hmm…Kuro has long been Master’s…” A gentle voice came from the usually carefree beast-eared girl, with a strange tenderness in it. “So, no matter what Master is, Kuro won’t mind.”

During the day, it seemed that Emperor Zorro had said something extraordinary. But for Kuro, nothing else mattered; Mikai was already a special person to her, like a close relative.

Although he knew his master was deliberately concealing his demon identity in order to infiltrate the human world as a wind mage, Kuro wouldn't delve into the reasons behind it.

She didn't need to distinguish between good and evil; all she had to do was silently stay by her master's side.

If Mikayi is to protect this continent, she will love this world. If Mikayi is to destroy this land, even if she can't help much, she will still stand behind Mikayi without hesitation.

Kuro's ears twitched; he found it difficult to express his feelings at that moment.

My heart was racing, and my ears turned red without warning.

This wasn't the first time I'd felt this way; my feelings for my master had long since...

“Kuro…”

This is probably the first human to show no fear even knowing his true identity. In the past, no matter who it was, as long as they knew he was a demon, even the most mentally strong human would panic and be afraid.

Nobles would run away, soldiers would call him a monster, defenseless commoners would attack him with shovels, and young children would throw mud at him.

In short, the existence of demons incites unfounded hatred in humans. It's unclear who set this rule.

Ah... I never thought that someone like me could be accepted by humans.

Seeing the complex emotions on Mikayi's face, Kuro smiled. He lifted his clothes and bit the hem of his shirt.

Her fair, white belly was exposed, and further up, one could vaguely see some thin spheres.

Kuro mumbled, "Since the soul belongs to Master, then the physical body also..."

Micah paused, a faint crimson glint in his eyes. Without a second thought, his body acted first.

He slightly raised his wrist, and his index finger gently glided across that flat stomach.

"Hmm,"

Kuro's body trembled slightly as he was touched by the cool fingertips. His cheeks flushed quickly.

"Mikai..." Kuro murmured the other's name, his eyes seemingly veiled with mist.

Two black cat tails curved up from behind and wrapped around the other's thighs. The tips of the tails gently brushed against Mika's legs, as if urging him on.

No longer meeting Mikayi's gaze, Kuro turned his head to the side, looking at the wall. His heart pounded in his chest.

Fingertips wander, sliding all the way up from the lower abdomen.

Mikayi felt his throat tighten and become increasingly dry. He nervously swallowed a drop of saliva.

I couldn't refuse...

Unable to control myself...

The cool palms touching the warm abdomen felt like being enveloped in a warm flame.

Want to touch more...

When his hand slid under Kuro's clothes, Mikayi could barely contain his excitement.

This kind of primal, physical desire is hard to resist.

I almost lost her...

I don't want to lose... I want to gain...

It was as if tens of thousands of souls were whispering in his ear, enticing him to take the next step.

Intense desire filled my mind. Reason teetered on the brink of collapse. My eyes were bloodshot.

The magic lamp above their heads was affected by the powerful magical fluctuations, extinguishing itself with each surge of energy.

<Black Magic: Soul Purification>

<Black Magic: Emotion Suppression>

<Black Magic: Nullification of Touch>

Varied,……

What!!!?

This darn passive skill!!!

Mikayi's hand suddenly stopped, all the restlessness and desire vanished.

The crimson color that covered the pupils gradually faded, turning them back into normal black pupils.

Realizing that something almost happened, Mikayi quietly withdrew his hand and coughed.

That was close!

Kuro is still a minor, isn't he?!

Starting in three years... oh wait, if I really did something, I, the Demon King, would become a complete and utter villain!

Calmly withdrawing his hands, he then calmly pulled out the blanket he had been pressing down on. To Kuro's puzzled expression, he tossed the blanket over Kuro's face.

"sleep."

"I am devoid of emotion," said Mikayi indifferently.

"Hey!" All her emotions were abruptly cut off, and Kuro was furious. She kicked the blankets far away with her leg, "Are you just no good?!"

Mikayi seemed not to hear anything and crawled into his bed.

"You jerk! As a man, don't back down!!"

“…No, you’re too young.” Mika’s voice drifted out from under the covers.

"What did you say is too small!" Kuro snapped.