I have to hypnotize you, Aura!

This is called food guarding.

The maid's face turned deathly pale after being glared at, and she dared not utter a word... Am I out of my mind? A man who wants to serve a noblewoman, a ruthless female demon, in front of her?

That's absurd!

"Ah... never mind, please continue."

The battle continues.

By this time, Fingel had burned out completely. He encountered a terrifying demon on his journey, as if it were a monster, and despite his best efforts, he could not defeat it.

Burning one's cosmos can defeat Hades, but it can never defeat Athena.

At this moment, Fingel's face, lying on the bed, was almost completely bloodless.

Finally, at this moment, although Aura felt it wasn't enough, because that instinctive feeling hadn't disappeared, she wishfully believed that the demon race's mating season should be like most creatures—occurring continuously within a certain period of time.

She had originally planned to continue, but then she discovered that someone was no longer capable of fighting.

The wrong conclusion led to the wrong result, and Aura still doesn't understand this. The maids also assume that she likes to do it, so they don't explain.

A wonderful misunderstanding has occurred.

Getting out of bed, Aura rubbed her slightly sore cheeks and wiped away some grime—pushing it into her mouth with the pad of her thumb.

"Gurgle... This doesn't feel comfortable at all."

"cut."

[Is it because we haven't done it enough times? That's probably it... those animals are probably like that too.]

[Perhaps having offspring would help me get through my heat cycle faster... but that sounds like a lot of trouble, doesn't it? Or maybe I could get pregnant and have an abortion? Wait, are demons created through training programs like this?]

Even if they did, would demons have offspring with humans?

Aura was unusually puzzled, because she had been born in a small cave since she became conscious, and had a relatively mature body from the start. Then she had to evade the pursuit of monsters and wild beasts while studying magic, until she learned to obey magic and her life became safe.

Forget it.

[Let's get through this heat cycle as soon as possible, it's too dangerous in this state...]

Aura believes that the climax is a very dangerous thing, and may even cause her to do things that are beyond her control, so she hopes to get through it.

Anyway... is there a decent guy I can use?

Aura thought Fingel's stamina was quite good, even though she herself felt a little tired. At the same time, Aura also realized that teacher training was a very difficult thing!

"That's fine for today, but we'll try again next time—remember that, Fingel."

Aura glanced at Fingel with some satisfaction, raising her head slightly like a victorious swan.

"You are just my servant... no, just my dependent, right? Serving me is what you should be doing."

Fingel showed no reaction to this, simply staring blankly at the sky, as if his soul had left his body.

...

'Wow, that's exciting! Lord Aura's statement is so bold!'

'Truly befitting nobles.'

Is this considered a declaration of sovereignty?

The maids felt like they were going to go blind; they had never seen anything like it before—although it was incredibly lewd, they had a rare and strange perception of something called loyalty.

So weird.

"You guys, help me prepare a bath."

After Ahura finished having her fun, she just walked away, acting like a heartless woman, completely ignoring Fingel, who was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, looking like a Buddha.

That's how demons are; their only goal is themselves.

"Yes, Master Aura."

After the maids arrived, only one maid remained to clean Fingel's body, treating him like a broken doll.

"Fingal...sir?"

"Lord Fingel... wake up?"

"Lord Aura has already left!"

While cleaning the various stains off her body, the maid gently wiped her down and called out softly.

And so, in one soft call after another...

at last

! ! ! ! ! !

At this moment, Fingel, who had been out of his mind for several hours, suddenly woke up!

Resurrected! The soul returns! Reincarnated!

"Help!"

Fingel suddenly stretched out his hand, like a drowning person pleading for help from the shore, his voice filled with despair, and at the same time, he leaped up.

"Ah? Really, Lord Fingel, you're finally awake."

The young maid smiled at Fingel, seemingly happy, while continuing her work.

"Help me... ah?"

Is Aura no longer here?

Fingel awkwardly withdrew his hand, then coughed twice tactically—only then did he realize that Aura was no longer there, and now a woman was carefully washing his body.

"Lord Fingel, please lie down. It will be more convenient for me this way."

The woman washed the handkerchief in a basin of warm water as she spoke.

"Ahem, well... okay... it's nothing, thank you."

Fingel couldn't refuse, or rather, he felt somewhat embarrassed by the situation, but he was so tired that even raising his hand felt like being pricked by needles.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Lord Fingel."

....?

So he accepted the maid's service in a daze. Only then did Fingel remember to take a closer look at the girl—because he didn't recognize her, and she shouldn't be a maid from the castle.

The girl knelt in the dappled sunlight cast by the stained-glass window, her long, pearly violet hair cascading down to her waist. After wringing out her handkerchief, she placed the warm handkerchief on the man's lap to wipe him.

'who is she? '

Fingel scrutinized the maid closely, for she was truly beautiful, almost the most attractive maid, and at the same time exuded a strong sense of being a married woman, which was quite contradictory.

Her body, half-wrapped in a linen corset, possessed a contradictory allure, like a peach about to ripen. Tiny specks of light shimmered in the hollow of her collarbone, and the puffed-up cuffs revealed pale blue veins on her baby-like forearms... And when she appeared to be working seriously, but was actually helping with that kind of thing, it sent chills down Fingal's spine.

"Lord Aura, really... how could you do this? Even a boy shouldn't make demands like this."

The young woman's cheeks were flushed; she was clearly shy, but she still cleaned very carefully because of her professional ethics.

"Aura is a demon... so there are some things she doesn't know."

Fingel offered a rare explanation, because it was indeed his fault.

"So that's how it is... That's quite rare. I always thought that demons were good for nothing but brutal killing."

"Um...that's basically how it is, you're right."

“…”

"Would you like me to give you a massage? I'm sorry, you seem very tired."

"Ah...thank you."

The maid continued cleaning, and Fingel didn't know what to say... It felt really strange, damn, it felt like I went to a foot massage parlor.

This made Fingel, who had already crossed the threshold of virginity, feel somewhat flustered, just as he had in his previous life.

Moreover, he felt a strange sense of déjà vu about this purple-haired woman... as if she were a character from an anime he had seen, but he couldn't quite place her.

How come...it looks a bit like Philon? It's just an illusion, probably an illusion; there are just too many people in this world who look alike.

Fingel thought it unlikely and quickly forgot about the absurd idea.

"Um... well, are you married?"

For some reason, he suddenly asked a question.

"She got married..."

The purple-haired woman spoke with a smile, massaging Fingel's forearm as she did so.

"However... my husband died yesterday, leaving behind a two-year-old child."

What else could Fingel say? He could only say, "Good riddance..." No, sorry.

"The kingdom was destroyed by Nassa."

He apologized sincerely, saying, "My apologies, you're a young widow?"

"No, why are you apologizing? It was you and Lord Aura who protected the town." The woman placed her hands on his thighs and massaged them, the delicate touch making him feel relaxed. "If it weren't for you, many more people would have died in the town."

Ah, actually no.

Fingel was a little embarrassed. It was true that people would die, but he didn't necessarily face such a powerful opponent. The main reason he was being targeted was because he wanted to make some money.

However, he was still thick-skinned. He didn't have a strong sense of morality to begin with, but he forced himself to keep a straight face and his expression didn't change much. Lying was a habit ingrained in his bones. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to play this useless system and would have been killed by Awula long ago.

"Is that so? Then I feel a little more at ease... Also, are you the daughter of a pastry chef?"

Fingel explained, while voicing his own questions.

(Background recap: The son of the pastry shop owner who died on the battlefield asked Fingel to get his sister a job in the castle.)

"Yes, you noticed... Please turn over, it's time for a back massage."

"This is a recipe my mother taught me; I don't know if you're satisfied with it."

The young woman spoke with some worry, expressing her fear of losing her job... Having lost her husband, she desperately needed income to support herself and her daughter.

kindness?

satisfaction!

That's wonderful! How could I not be satisfied with a foot bath? Foot baths are so civilized! How come I didn't remember this after all this time? I've really forgotten my roots.

"Of course."

Fingel responded with a smile, saying, "To be honest, your skills are indeed excellent."

"That's good..."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued:

"Everyone is very grateful to you... To be honest, everyone was quite scared at first, that a demon had come to the town and all that."

The woman tightened her grip slightly, causing Fingel, whose muscles were already a little sore, to instinctively take a deep breath... and then stare intently at the valley below.

'Is this how it's supposed to be? Wow...no, this is huge! Is this really how it is?'

Fingel was prepared for this, after all, it was normal for demons not to be trusted. The demon who later used magic to turn everything into gold was the most typical example. In any case, the nature of demons was evil and they were not worthy of being trusted.

"Everyone thought the nobles were coerced; after all, Lord Aura is a demon, and demons aren't trustworthy... But later, Lord Aura's magical beasts helped the town a great deal..."

"Oh?"

"So everyone gradually felt relieved... It turns out that Lord Aura is more humane than we imagined."

"Oh~"

"Especially this time, without Lord Aura's help and your strength, the town might really have not survived."

"Oh?"

!

Finally, the beautiful young woman slapped Fingel on the back with a look of both annoyance and amusement.

Are you listening?

Fingel woke up with a start. Really, Einstein's theory of relativity was terrifying! The light from his own eyes... had been drawn to those two indescribably white things. How terrifying, Mr. Einstein!

"Oh! Yes, yes!"