Rhode Island Park Project

hold head high?

He had a strange expression on his face.

He repeatedly glanced at the prompt panel in his field of vision and the black-haired lady whose eyes were still filled with the coldness that could excite a masochist, and only then did he notice a hint of displeasure in the look Arturo gave Viviana.

...So, is this the sense of crisis of those who arrived first?

He was in a weird mood.

He had never expected to have such an unexpected gain.

Did you relax the restrictions because you saw Viviana's rapid progress? But girl, your current condition is very dangerous.

"that……"

Miss Good Child said weakly, "Can I train for an hour first? Otherwise, it seems like a waste of the effect of this tube of accelerator."

"no!"

"veto."

"Well!"

He stood up from his seat and waved his hand generously:

"Go eat first. At worst, I can give you an extra tube later."

"Eh……"

Viviana blushed, and Arturo sneered.

……

All in all, today's daytime arrangements were completed relatively smoothly.

After lunch, Viviana started training very persistently. He and Arturo went out for a walk. The black lady with long straight hair gave him 2 points of trust out of courtesy. Then they came back to watch Viviana's training. At dinner, they worked out the draft plan of the Great Knight's action as planned.

When he got home, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.

The day's arrangements went smoothly, and the next thing... was of course the evening's arrangements.

"Doctor, welcome home."

Amiya, with a blushing face and wearing a pretty little dress, was already waiting for him at home with Theresa.

Tonight's arrangements -

It was decided the day before yesterday, the Double Demon King Set Meal.

"Welcome home, Doctor~~"

Theresa, beaming, waved back at him, then adopted an NPC tone.

"The Double Demon King meal you ordered has been delivered. Please check it."

"Huh, do I need to sign?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, like a husband who had just returned home from a hard day's work, and then smiled as Theresa walked over with Amiya.

The two demon kings, one big and one small, were holding hands with each other, wearing similar pure white dresses, like mother and daughter... Well, this seemed a bit weird.

"If you're signing, you can just stamp it."

Theresa came up to him with a smile, leaned forward, raised her slender, white jade finger and touched her moist lower lip, looking at him with a smile in her cherry eyes.

"That's not impossible."

He readily lowered his head and kissed the princess's beautiful lips, then turned his head and looked at Amiya, whose ears were shaking and her face was flushed. He smiled, bent down slightly, and reached out to lift the girl's white chin.

"Woo——"

The little rabbit, who was forced to look up at him, let out a cute cry and closed his eyes by himself, but he was not in a hurry.

He raised the corners of his mouth with interest, with a hint of wickedness, and pressed the girl's soft lower lip slightly downward with his thumb, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.

What's protected inside... is the girl's secret that must not be seen... probably.

He looked at the smiling princess and said confidently, "I want to inspect the goods!"

The princess understood and shook Amiya's arm.

"Amiya, open your mouth quickly and let the master inspect the goods before signing for them."

"Huh?"

The little rabbit's face was so red that it looked ashamed to the maximum, but this was just the beginning.

Amiya shyly opened her neat, white teeth little by little, allowing him to see the girl's secret that could not be shown to others, but also a secret that didn't seem so secret.

He took the opportunity to kiss her.

Followed by a flat attack.

"—!"

The princess approached quickly with an ambiguous smile on her face.

"Confirm your signature! Tonight, we two belong to you, Mr. Doctor~"

"The Sarkaz's revered princess and demon king, and her chosen young heir who has yet to inherit the demon king's full power, are now all your personal playthings~"

Amiya: “Guwu——”

As soon as he left, the ears on the blushing little rabbit's head fell down, covering its face, and then stood up again.

“Is this considered a product introduction?”

He complained to the NPC-like princess.

The princess' smile faded, her brows slightly lowered, her lips pursed, and she reached out to hug Amiya beside her, seamlessly transforming into a spotless, holy, noble and compassionate princess. But now, standing with her young heir, her face was full of helplessness and sorrow.

"What can we do? Standing here, we can only accept your decision, right?"

"Wow."

He exclaimed.

As expected of Her Royal Highness the Princess who needs to appear in public frequently, her status switching is so smooth.

He also skillfully grinned, assuming the posture of a villain, and simply bent down and stood up, roughly carrying the noble and holy princess on his shoulders.

She raised her hand and patted the curvy curve of the pure white dress, and she also entered the role in a second, with malicious lingering:

"There's no need to act like a princess or a demon king in front of me. You'll both be screaming your head off soon anyway. Then I'll get a good look at the true nature of you and the little demon king you chose."

"Don't do anything to Amiya, she's still a child!"

The hanging princess cried out in grief.

"Oh, a 17-year-old kid? This little girl can already see what women look like, right? You might as well think about how to please me on your own. Maybe you can even make this little girl suffer less, hahaha!"

Amiya, who was still a complete newbie standing nearby, stared at the game between the two adults in amazement.

Then she was glanced at by the real big devil.

"You, follow me."

The devil grinned maliciously, "Of course, I'm actually looking forward to you doing something else. That would actually bring more fun."

"Hey?"

Amiya was a little confused.

What does this mean? Should I do something or just be obedient?

She has never been involved in this kind of thing, so she really doesn't understand!

Then, she saw the princess, with her upper body hanging behind the Great Demon King and her long pink hair hanging upside down, raise her head and wink at her.

Uh, I seem to understand it but I also seem not to understand it.

While Amiya was struggling, Luo Hang had already lifted the hem of the princess's skirt freely, revealing two long white legs and extremely exquisite and holy pure white lace crocheted panties. He stopped and turned around, looking at Amiya who was still standing there, and raised his eyebrows:

"What are you still standing there for? Are you thinking of disobeying me now?"

He pulled the corners of his mouth, pressed the princess's knees with his right hand, and slapped her butt with her skirt turned up with his left hand.

"Snapped!"

Without the skirt to block the sound, it was clearer than before.

"Amiya, leave me alone, run!"

Her Royal Highness the Princess continued to cry out in pain, kicking her two calves in front of him.

Amiya finally understood.

Asking her to run quickly at this time means—

“Let go of Miss Theresa!”

The little rabbit mustered up the courage to shout, showing a funny expression of trying to suppress shame, and threw a magic missile the size of an egg at him.

He almost laughed out loud, and with a slap, he slapped away the magic missile that was floating in front of him, and then sneered:

"Mandela!"

"Owner."

Mandela, dressed in a strange maid outfit, walked out of the corridor, looking at Amiya coldly without any shame or intonation:

"Let me test the power of the Demon King's heir."

The rock solidified, and Amiya subconsciously cast another small spell, but it was immediately defeated.

——The Demon King's heir was defeated in one round.

The Demon King's heir had his hands chained with stones and was brought before the Demon King.

"Amelia, I'm sorry."

The princess' eyes were filled with sadness.

"Yes, I am too weak, Miss Theresa."

Amiya tapped her toes on the floor, looking embarrassed.

Luo Hang was about to burst out laughing.

"Boring!"

He forced himself to suppress his laughter. "The so-called Demon King is only this level. You should just show some of your meager value in my bed!"

He threw the princess from his shoulders onto the sofa, held down the holy princess's hands as she tried to pull down her skirt to cover her lower body, and spoke without turning around with a villainous smile:

"Mandela, bring that little devil over here and make them keep an eye on each other!"

"Yes."

With her hands chained behind her back, Amiya was escorted to the sofa, where she faced the helpless princess lying on the sofa.

The princess's face was filled with grief and anger.

"You are the real devil!"

Then she gave up pulling at her skirt and threw a spell at him, but it shattered upon hitting his body as the big devil, leaving only some special marks.

He felt like he had been given a buff.

He felt that his attack power had increased.

"The Sarkaz won't let you go!"

The princess threw another spell at him.

He has another layer of buff.

He felt that his attack speed had increased.

"You will definitely pay the price!"

buff+1

His attack range +1

The princess fell silent.

He glanced at the other person: