Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Do you mind if I use your body to do some things, Kuonji?"

"of course can."

After obtaining permission from Kuonji Yuju, the silver-haired Yuju sat down next to the lying Louis, gently stroking his empty eyes that were open but not seeing anything, and looking at Louis XVII's trembling lips that were breathing rapidly.

"Anyway, you've grown up now, Ciel."

Kuonji Yuju had never imagined that such a gentle voice would come from her own mouth.

But she also understood that this was mainly due to the Demon King, and she would never say such a thing to anyone else.

"So now get some sleep, Ciel."

Silver-haired beaded fingers grasped Louis XVII's bony fingertips.

Louis seemed reassured by this and let out a deep breath.

His mind was already clouded and he could no longer see who was in front of him. But in this hazy state, he remembered the church portrait he had prayed for when he was imprisoned. Because of this, he felt that the person in front of him was a man with dazzling silver hair and bright blue eyes.

"Mother……"

This was the last thing he said before he disappeared.

Chapter 488 It has to be done little by little...

A certain kind of unheard-of murmur dispelled Eri's sleepiness.

She subconsciously rubbed her sore eyelids, her fingertips feeling a cool, damp touch as they brushed against her eyelashes. As her vision gradually cleared, the outlines of the scenery before her appeared in the light—

What came into view was a girl that Eri had never seen before.

She was wearing a yellow coat over a blue swimsuit, her feet were bandaged to varying degrees, and a golden horn protruded from her forehead. She was sitting curled up in an antique rocking chair, her hands constantly pressing buttons on a game console at a speed that Erise could hardly keep up with.

I definitely don't know her, but this is definitely the Kuonji Mansion... Could she be a medical servant recruited to take care of me? After all, she's bandaged...

Eri made her judgment.

Her memory is now fragmented; she has no memory of returning to divinity, only a vague recollection of struggling in the water before the world went dark.

"Ok?"

The game sound effects abruptly stopped. Fran, noticing Eri had woken up, looked up sharply. "You're ready to get up now?"

"Just give it a try."

Eri, straightening her upper body, said expressionlessly, "Thank you for your treatment?"

"My... Fran's treatment?"

After repeating what he had just said like a parrot, Fran chuckled.

"Is what I said that strange? Aren't you a medical-type Servant?"

"Not."

Fran hopped closer to the hospital bed, tapping her bare feet on the floor in a cheerful rhythm. As she got closer to Eri, she suddenly put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks.

"The Servant, Frankenstein's monster, is in a swimsuit, so her tone is more amiable. I think bandages would be enough, but I'm forbidden from doing so. If it were anyone else, Frank would activate the rebellion program, but not here..."

Fran's angry expression instantly turned into a sly smile.

Anyway, please take good care of me.

Looking at Fran, who was all smiles and incredibly lively, Eri didn't know what to say and could only nod and hum in response.

So, Fran must have rescued his Servant at the beach...

Eri had no idea what Frankenstein was, since she was still young and her main focus was on Germany because of the Demon King. Therefore, she wasn't confused about why the original story and reality were so different.

"That's right!"

Fran suddenly clasped his hands together, spun around on the spot, and a faint spark of electricity appeared at the tip of his golden horn. "Report that Eri has woken up immediately! Great! This time I'm definitely going to get a 'Well done' pat on the head reward!"

"...Are you going to tell Miss Kuonji?"

Although she has no memories of the time when she had long divine hair, Eri still remembers that the damned Demon King actually went to fool around with Miss Kuonji... No, it must be that he was harassing Miss Kuonji, after all, after all, that must be it!

"Um……"

Upon hearing the name, Fran crossed his arms and tilted his head. "Master, the Demon King said, 'Let me know if Eri wakes up,' not Kuonji, not at all."

Ha, he wasn't by my side. I woke up immediately and didn't stay to watch over him. Instead, I sent this Fran's servant to talk to him...

Eri couldn't help but stretch out her hand, staring at her outstretched fingers, and whispered with burning breath, "So, that's your true nature... You think I can't live without you? Stop being so self-important. You have no sense of heroism at all, not even a hero. You can hang out with whoever you want!"

The girl glared fiercely at the air in front of her, as if she wanted to tear the demon king, who was not even there, apart. Although she might feel a little better if the demon king appeared, Eri was clearly more furious than she was now.

"Wow..."

Although Eri's voice was very soft, Fran could still hear it clearly, after all, he noticed the blood seeping from Eri's bitten lower lip and understood the meaning behind her words.

Just like the young father did after meeting her, in short, they were arguing.

Therefore, once Fran made such a connection, he imagined what it would be like if Eri Se, now an old father, said to his grandfather, "Losing Fran is unbearable," "Fran's only father is me." "Ugh! My back, my back!" he cried out, making a strange sound. "Fran, please straighten it for me!"

Similar statements.

If Eri were to shout things like, "I can't live without you," "I'm the only one who can have you," and "Please take good care of me," in such a coquettish way... it would make Fran, who had read countless romance novels and articles, involuntarily twist the horn on his forehead and cover the corner of his mouth.

"What, what's wrong?"

"No, I just thought of something a little funny."

That grandma would be so cute if she were like that, Fran, I agree!

"Speaking of which, can I ask Fran for a favor?"

"What is it? Grandma... tell me!"

Since Novia hadn't explicitly said so, Fran consciously reminded himself not to worry his grandfather unnecessarily. To avoid biting his tongue when he said the name, he slapped his face with both hands, making a crisp sound. "Franc will do it!"

"Since you're going to tell the Demon King that I've woken up..."

While fiddling with the tips of her hair, Eri said, "Then I'll just go see him directly."

Not long after, the two walked out of the ward, and the cool air greeted them as they stepped outside.

No matter how you look at it, Eri-se thinks that the Kuonji Mansion is really tasteful, and it would definitely become a must-see building in Shinjuku.

In just five seconds, Eri's idea was shattered.

With Fran's shout of "Yahoo!", the pink-haired Servant slid down the spiral staircase in the hall from the second floor, looking extremely happy.

This Fran, how dare he do such a thing in the mansion! If he's not discovered, Miss Kuonji will probably kill him...

However, when Fran arrived on the first floor, she seemed to see something, and her expression changed.

"Wow! Wow! It's Kuonji Temple!"

Fran plummeted like she was on a roller coaster, tears welling in her eyes, and cried out, "I'm sorry, Fran didn't mean to..."

Upon hearing this, Robin, who was drinking red tea and looking at her magic book, quickly fluttered onto Fran's face and chirped a few times.

"Look at Miss Alice! This guy actually dares to do such a stupid thing in the house of the goddess. I knew you came back today just to catch her. A mere unknown servant dares to do this. He really doesn't know what's good for him."

Indeed, according to Fran's observations in recent days, during Eri's coma, Kuonji usually went out with her grandfather and didn't return until very late. That's why she was so brazen in her antics in the mansion, of course, without causing any harm. As a Servant, Fran still had that much self-control.

She just hadn't expected Kuonji Aratsume to come back so early today...

However, for some reason, after hearing the meaning behind Robin's cry, Yuzu, who was looking at the book, squinted at the intact armrest with a puzzled expression.

So Robin chirped a few more times: "Miss Alice, why do you look like you already knew...?"

Yu-zhu took a sip of black tea without any emotion.

Although it wouldn't have been a problem to simply not answer Robin's question, after much hesitation—

"The mansion hasn't been changed, so there's no problem."

This answer struck Robin like a thunderbolt.

At the very least, there should have been some form of torture, like being locked in a mirror. And you just glossed over it like that? Miss Alice, that's not the point, Miss Alice! At least she should have learned the proper etiquette in the goddess's mansion…

"Miss Kuonji, is that Demon King here with you?"

Unlike Fran and Robin, who were playfully fighting, Eri said those words directly from the second floor.

Her words also contained a hint of anger that she herself was unaware of.

Whether or not she noticed Eri's resentment, after a brief silence, Arisu slowly and sincerely said, "She's not here."

This is probably not a lie.

Eri thought that Kuonji Aratsu didn't seem like a liar; she had a vague feeling that it was the truth.

but……

Unconvinced, Eri extended her index finger, intending to use the Magic Bullet Shooter again to prove that Arisu was lying.

"To be honest, do I look like someone who doesn't belong with you?"

These words came naturally from Eri, whose hair had turned silver, coming from above the spiral staircase.

Erise was able to confirm the body temperature and breathing of the demon king possessing her. If Kuonji wasn't lying, then Fran must have been mistaken. The demon king was indeed beside her, but the reason he didn't appear immediately was probably to mock her...

Seriously, how could you do this? I'm really angry now.

"...Were you with Ms. Kuonji when you were outside the city?"

With an utterly indifferent voice, Erise questioned the demon king possessing her, "If you like running away so much, then don't come back!"

"That happened four months ago."

Novia said nonchalantly.

Four months? I was actually unconscious for four months?

Suppressing her surprise, Eri Se continued her questioning with an unchanged expression: "Don't try to change the subject."

"Actually, it's like this. I went there to prevent Kuonji Yuzu, who was being targeted, from being in danger. After that, she and I successfully solved the Shinjuku murder case. That's how it went, nothing complicated."

"Shut up!"

Eri took a deep breath and, in her usual straightforward tone, said, "Do you know that a spirit like you without a physical body is easily dealt with by Servants specializing in spiritual matters? Ah, couldn't you have just told me? What's with all the sneaking around? Do you think I'm the kind of person who wouldn't do something for no reason? Do you think I'm that kind of person? Most importantly, what can you do without me?"

"Perhaps there's nothing we can do, but that's not a reason not to go."

Eri's profile with silver hair looks incredibly natural.

too weird.

That's completely wrong.

Even for humans born in the new era, prioritizing their own survival is a natural course of action.

Most people would prioritize their own safety, right? Even if there are those who need to sacrifice themselves, they are the so-called heroes. How could the Demon King do that...?

"I'm truly impressed that a notorious demon king like you could utter such positive words..."

Despite trying not to forgive the Demon King too easily, Erise still ended up like this without realizing it.

Then, she called out the Demon King's name again.

"Demon King (ErlkoNig), are you happy when you're on top of me?"

"To say I'm not happy at all would be a lie."

"...Yes, I think so too."

Eri Se didn't quite understand her own feelings.

Although the Demon King spoke in a gentle manner, and in a sense even quite humane, unlike the evil spirit—or even the servant Lucius—she couldn't erase the impulse she fundamentally wanted to 'oppress' him.

It has nothing to do with power or identity; it simply comes from the heart, from some indescribable 'impulse' in the blood.

"However, I'll let you off easy for now."

"Is this so?"

Silver-haired Eri smiled, then stood up and walked towards the first floor.

Meanwhile, on the first floor, Kuonji Yuzu stared intently at the silver-haired Eri Se who was walking down the street, her gaze more serious than ever before, almost piercing through her. This was completely unlike her usual self; she rarely acted this way, as it was not in line with her usual style.

Has the situation been calmed down?

Although Yuzhu thought this development was good, she always felt that the Demon King had a great talent for comforting Erise, which explained why he relied on him so much.