Am I a bad person? They all want to kill me?

After finding it...

Erina Nakiri's breathing stagnated, her legs softened, and waves of numbness spread throughout her body.

In a trance, she seemed to see herself sitting in Lord Qing'an's arms, her whole body numb from the lightning-like stimulation of Lord Qing'an's tongue, and she couldn't help herself.

"Hehe~ Dear Ms. Divine Tongue, why don't you reply?"

Looking at the two emails marked "read", Erina Nakiri's eyelids twitched and she had no idea how to reply.

"Okay, okay, Miss Erina, I won't tease you anymore. Guess who I am?"

Erina Nakiri bit her lip, picked up the phone with trembling fingers and replied.

"I can't guess."

"Haha~ The result is as expected. It's okay if you can't guess it. You just need to know that I am your "sister". From now on, you can call me Miss X."

"X?"

Erina Nakiri was slightly stunned and subconsciously guessed the other party's true identity.

But there is no X in Japanese romanization...

And if it is in English, those who have English names in the Crystal Palace do not seem to have X in their names.

Just as I was thinking about it, new email came.

"Erina Nakiri, I'm looking for you for cooperation. Do you...want to take revenge on him?"

"kindness?"

Erina Nakiri suddenly became alert.

Lord Qing'an seems to like fishing very much. Could this be a trap set by Lord Qing'an?

Thinking so, Erina Nakiri replied cautiously.

"Revenge? Who do you want to take revenge on?"

"Of course it's Lin Qing'an, who else could it be? I've been toyed with by him for so long, so of course I have to take revenge on him. What about you? How about you, do you want to join me?"

Erina Nakiri bit her lip and gave a very reluctant reply.

"...Master Qing'an has been very kind to me, and I don't want revenge."

"Okay, stop pretending. We are good sisters. Don't I know who you are? Oh, and by the way, this is not a trap. Don't worry."

"...If you are really my "good sister", then tell me who you are."

"You really want to know."

"kindness!"

"Okay, let's meet this weekend. I'll come to see you on Sunday."

"?!!"

Erina Nakiri's beautiful eyes widened, full of confusion.

Meeting so easily? Could this be a trap?

It won’t be Lord Qing’an who will come then, right?

If it is really Lord Qingan...

Nakiri Erina put her legs together, and an indescribable numbness flowed from her lower abdomen to all parts of her body...

136. "The Devil's Dream"

At the same time, in a bathroom at Sobu High School.

Hayasaka Ai happily put away her phone.

Very good, just as she expected, the eldest daughter of the Nakiri family was indeed simple-minded. With just a casual test, the other party revealed her true colors.

All she needs to do next is meet with Miss Nakiri on Sunday to calm her down, and then she can continue with her plan.

"Hedzuki-san, are you still not well?"

Just then, a crisp female voice came from outside the cubicle.

"Coming, coming~"

Hayasaka Ai stood up, opened the cubicle door, and reunited with her new friend.

.........

The calm day passed quickly, and the late spring night came in a blink of an eye.

It was almost midnight and Lin Qing'an had not yet gone to sleep.

He sat at his desk, leaning sideways, crossing his legs, tapping the tabletop lightly with his index finger.

He has verified the matter of the photo and found that the person and the incident really existed.

His method of verifying was very simple. He would lie in ambush on the road his father had to take when he got home from get off work, and when his father arrived, he would take the initiative to greet him and ask him.

Relying on his image as a good son, his father basically answered all his questions, especially when the father and son were chatting alone.

『Hazuki Sachiko』

This was the name he learned from his father.

According to my father, Miss Sachiko Hazuki was his college classmate and they had a very close relationship.

As for how close they were, his father was somewhat vague, but judging from his father's reaction at the time, he could probably guess that they were probably at the stage of discussing marriage.

As to why they couldn’t be together later on, my father just replied, “I don’t want to change my last name” and that was omitted.

He didn't want to talk about his father's sad story anymore, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Finally, his father asked him some questions about his classmate Erica. After listening to his story, his father sighed and asked him to take care of his old friend's daughter in the future.

Oh, by the way, in order to keep it secret, his father also gave him a hush money and asked him not to mention Miss "Hazuki Sachiko" in front of his mother.

He took the money and casually asked his father if he still had the photos from that time.

As expected, there are more, but...

Lin Qing'an glanced at the iron box on the table.

He found this iron box from a cardboard box in the attic. It was placed together with his father's college books. The box was full of photos of his father and that Yezuki Sachiko.

He roughly counted them and found there were about eighty of them.

More than 80 color photos from the end of the last century, this is valuable...

Judging from the little information, Miss Hazuki Sachiko must have had a very good family at that time, no wonder she wanted her father to marry into her family...

Dad has given him full authority to deal with the iron box and the photos. Whether they are thrown away or kept, Dad will not ask about it anymore, as long as Mom doesn't see them.

Looking at the iron box, Lin Qing'an thought for a moment and put it into the bottom drawer of the desk.

He has been a good boy since he was young. He has always cleaned his room by himself. His parents also pay great attention to his privacy. Unless there are special circumstances, they will not even enter his room, let alone rummage around.

So...it's safe in the drawer.

After dealing with the iron box, Lin Qing'an got up and went to the closet. While changing into pajamas, he thought about his classmate Erica.

The other party's identity has been confirmed, but... he still feels something is wrong. After all, he has never seen this classmate Erica in the simulation...

After changing into pajamas, Lin Qing'an stood in front of a full-length mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror and thought for a long time, then suddenly smiled with relief.

There are only about twenty days left until the next simulation. It won’t be too late to explore the situation of classmate Erica after we enter the simulation.

In reality, he has very few resources at his disposal and must act cautiously and not step out of line.

But when he got to the simulation, he didn't have so many concerns.

By then, it wouldn't be a problem even if we tied up classmate Erica and took her to the basement to teach her a lesson.

Thinking of this, the vague dark cloud in Lin Qing'an's heart suddenly disappeared.

"sleep."

Lin Qing'an turned around and strode towards the bed by the window.

.........

On a night in the demon world, a red moon hangs high in the sky.

The blood-red moonlight penetrated the gray mist and shone into the bedroom of the current demon king.

In the bedroom, Lilith Istaru, the current demon king of the demon world, sat cross-legged on the soft big bed, replacing sleep with deep meditation.

Along with her breathing, the blood-red moonlight shining into the bedroom seemed to tremble slightly.

Time passed bit by bit, and at a certain moment, the black ring on Istaru's hand suddenly flashed a deep and dim light for some reason.

Then, Istaru's breathing paused, and she fell limply on the big bed, entering a deep sleep.

In a trance, Istaru seemed to be dreaming.

"Ms. Istaru, I think my own strength should be enough to shock the world."

"Ms. Istaru, you just said, you said the king of the demon world?"

"Your Majesty, are there really hundreds of millions of demons in the demon world?"

"Your Majesty, conquer the world with me!"

“@＃￥, please advise me.”

"..."

"Let's not talk about state affairs today, let's just talk about family matters, okay?"

"Come on, let's enjoy the dance together."

"Want to dance with me?"

"Lilith Istaru, are you my 'mysterious surprise'?"

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Click---Click----

With that man's last words, the dream shattered like glass.

"!!!"

Istaru, suddenly awakened, sat up.

Dream? !

As a demon king, I actually dream?!

Wait, what did I just dream about?!

As thoughts flowed, the memory of the dream receded like the tide. Even if Istaru tried every possible means, it was still useless. He could only watch his memory fade away, and in the end only a vague sentence was left.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

How is this going? !

Istaru covered his forehead with his hands, his devilish vertical pupils filled with disbelief.

As a powerful demon king, it was already very strange for her to have dreams, not to mention that she forgot the contents of her dreams after waking up.

Is it some kind of "revelation", or is someone secretly plotting something?

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Istaru took out a crystal ball from the "Devil's Crown" and prepared to use prophecy magic to trace the source.

"What @＃@￥......"

Magic power surged, spells were whispered, and the images in the crystal ball kept flickering and changing.

137. "Disqualified Boyfriend"