Captured alive by the devil, I would rather die than submit

"No, master, I didn't mean that, it's just... Lipatia-sama's things about same-sex are still..."

"Ah, you say this, then you don't have to care about it, gender has never been an obstacle to stop me."

"Master, do you... like women?" Lasevier asked cautiously.

"Yes, I like it, but I also like men. It may be most appropriate to say that this king is not picky."

La Servillier smiled at me, then lowered his head again, looking really uncomfortable.

"Relax, am I that scary?"

"Ah... no, it's just... still a little uncomfortable."

"Think I'm not Goloy?"

"I-I didn't mean that..."

"You better mean it, because I'm not the bastard."

I sighed, looked around again and continued: "At least in terms of feelings, don't take me too far away. In my eyes, that's the guy I grew up with."

"Yes, Master."

After Lipatia left, I wasn't in the mood either, and I planned to take a good night's sleep after tidying up.And when I lay in bed, La Servillier chose to take a bath.

"Master, don't you take a bath?"

"I'm too lazy to wash, so I won't wash it today."

"But if you don't wash it today, you don't know if you have another chance tomorrow..."

"Let's talk, let's talk, I'm tired."

"Yes."

What a long-winded guy, did she love cleanliness so much before, or did she cherish her appearance because she became a woman?

I don't actually like taking a shower very much, the stuffy steam always makes me upset.

I don't know how the next thing will develop. When I think of this, I am very irritable. I wish I could not wake up. This kind of thought occupies my mind almost every day after I became the devil king.

From this aspect, I also sympathize with Goloy very much. I experience the same pain as him, or even greater pain than him. No one will even admit my independent personality.

Maybe I was too tired, maybe it was because these things were too irritating and I started to escape desperately, but in short, I fell asleep before Lasevier came back.

"Well……"

When I opened my eyes again, I don’t know how long it has been. The bad weather in hell is impossible to distinguish between day and night, but according to my personal experience, it should still be in the state of "midnight and early morning" .

I moved around and realized that I was still dressed, which made me even more angry.

I slept in my clothes for so long, and I wasted a few hours of relaxing time.

Every time I encounter such an annoying thing, I don't know who to turn to to vent my anger. I can't tear my clothes off.

After gritting my teeth and cursing secretly, I impatiently began to take off my clothes, and the action was quite rough.

"Damn it, get the hell out of here, bastard... ah..."

With a "hiss—" I tore a hole in my clothes.

"roll roll roll."

This made me even more irritable, and I tore the whole dress off my body with force, and threw it under the bed in a ball.

"Mmm..."

strange sound.

Wait a minute, there seems to be... something beside me.

Following the delicate voice just now, I turned my head and found that the girl was lying naked beside me, sleeping peacefully.

La, La Sevier?

When did this guy get in!Why are you not even wearing clothes?

Well, I also know that almost all demons don't have the habit of sleeping with clothes on, but it's still weird!

No, I can't say it's strange, I'm used to sleeping on the same bed with cute girls, but I don't like some little guys/boys, who would yell and scream when encountering such a situation, and I'm so nervous that I don't care much about women's bodies anymore.

It's just... she's La Servillier!

I don't mean to discriminate against this child. After all, it has been so long since that incident, and I have accepted her new identity as a woman.

But... But, the seemingly weak girl lying beside her is La Servier, so I just... always feel weird.

A burly man with a monster face that I have known since I was a child has suddenly turned into a weak and gentle young girl, and now she is still lying next to me. What kind of feeling can this feel?

But what can I do.

Although my inner thoughts experienced quite complicated changes in just a few seconds, my body didn't respond in any special way.

He just sat on the head of the bed and looked at La Servier.

What an elegant sleeping position, just like the typical princess posture in fairy tales, with both hands put together on the pillow.

Do normal people sleep like this?

I secretly lifted the quilt and glanced inside.

So big... eh?Isn't this size a bit wrong, is it normally this big, I mean... by La Servier's standards.

Lipatia's craftsmanship is quite good, she is indeed an angel made by God himself.

Really smooth skin, although there are still some snake scales, but overall it is a woman full of charm.

I always feel a little guilty in my heart, we even bet with such La Servier, the little guy may not know anything.

No, it should be said that she can't say anything even if she knows it. In front of Lipatia and me, she can only obey orders.

"Hey, Lasevier, wake up," I whispered in a breathy voice.

La Servillier stirred, but did not wake up.

"Sleep naked/sleeping next to my master, what on earth do you think?"

Did Lasevier feel as complicated as I do now? Did she not get the recognition she deserved after becoming a woman?

Obviously I have become a woman, but the people around me still think of myself as a man, and even hold the stereotype of men.

For example... When I saw La Servier naked/sleeping next to me, I would think of her previous appearance. This is actually a very rude thing.

"Why was it my fault in the end..."

"Master... man..." Lasevier muttered in a low voice.

Is this guy talking in his sleep, is he dreaming of me?

But it's not a strange thing to dream of me, after all, Lasevier is still very loyal.

"Master... Lipatia-sama... likes women..."

This guy... What the hell... was he dreaming about...

I couldn't help laughing, and then I touched La Servier's head lightly, really embarrassing her.

I shrugged my shoulders, telling myself not to think about these things anymore, at least now I can take a good rest with my general.

Thinking of this, I got back into the bed again, leaned against La Servier, and hugged the sleeping girl in my arms.

It's so cold...why is this child's body so cold.

What a cold blooded animal.

"Help you warm your body, you should know how to be grateful, little guy."

"Well……"

Occasionally, that's fine.

Chapter 85. What Can I Do (Belegia)

"Um... ah!"

Howling in the early morning is a very rare thing for the Demon King. Generally speaking, the Demon King will not make a cry about the situation early in the morning.

But that's just in general, in general, but for some reason, nothing ever seems to happen to me in general.

I blame this on Lipatia, if I were to write a book, it would probably be written from the days after Lipatia's loving acquaintance, and because of the book, contradictions and events will continue to emerge.Just like the feeling of the hero and heroine.

So everything was Lipatia's fault.

Like now.

"You, you came in and knocked on the door!"

But when I woke up, I realized that I was holding the quilt to cover my body, blushing and yelling at Lipatia who was standing by the bed and looking at me coldly.

And when I said "Lipatia's expression is very cold", it was not a metaphor or a simple description, but rather a feeling of will, a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow, neither in the expression nor in the eyes. out of any emotional fluctuations.

It's like staring at some garbage, it should be able to say that...

Lipatia didn't say anything, shook her head, turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute! Say something!"

"Scumbag."

"I mean, besides scolding me, say something."

"Well……"

Lipatia and I turned our heads to look at the "little sheep" beside us at the same time, and the scene I saw... was also the scene Lipatia saw.

Rubbing her eyes, La Servier slowly slipped out of the bed, and when the covers slid down her smooth skin, I saw a scene that would make me blush.

"Mmm..."

La Servier, who was in a drowsy sleep, didn't seem to realize what was going on. She swayed slightly, and then leaned against me. She probably didn't realize that I was sitting next to her.

Lipatia exhaled heavily, and strode out of my room without stopping.

With the sound of closing the door with a "boom!", Lasevier was also completely awakened.

"Master... is it morning..."

"No, for me the dark night has just fallen..."

"Owner?"

"I said what's the matter with you, why did you climb onto my bed naked/naked."

"Because, because... I never wear clothes when I sleep... Don't you know, master."

"How would I know such a thing? I haven't slept with you before."

For some reason, I also felt like I had been drinking, and my mind was buzzing.

Rubbing his messy hair, he didn't even have the strength to vent his anger.

"Because...no demon sleeps with clothes on."

"That being the case, why do you want to sleep with me, the slave will sleep on the floor for me."

"I didn't I asked you yesterday, can I go to bed?"

"When did you ask?"

"I came back from the shower, while you were sleeping..."

"You know I'm asleep...how can I answer you?"

Lasevier raised his eyes and looked at me aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice: "I asked you 'Master, can I go to bed', and you told me 'Where do you want to go if you don't go to bed', and then..."

"Then I don't necessarily mean this bed!"

"But there's only one bed here..."

"Didn't I fall asleep? I thought this was the devil's palace! You also know that I fell asleep, Rasevier, how can you take advantage of me? It's immoral to do so."

I lifted the quilt, continued to mutter my complaints about La Servillier, and got out of bed frowning.

"That... master..."