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Upon careful consideration, the Evatrice sisters are quite rational humans.
Both have a history of trying to kill me, so it might sound absurd.
Just by seeing me on the brink of death, the situation where both of them are speechless at the same time, it might not be such a wrong statement after all.
“…How did it come to this?”
“Mr. Dawood…”
“…”
Of course, seeing their level of concern, my current condition must be really serious.
Probably, my situation seems quite critical…
“…What happened?”
As I voiced that with a breathless voice, Seras and Victoria exchanged glances and cautiously began to speak.
“Uh…”
“That is…”
“…Understood.”
Seeing their reactions, it seemed unnecessary to ask further, so I quietly cut off the conversation.
They must have come with a clear purpose, evident enough not to warrant any questions by the level of scrutiny they were giving.
Yeah. I get it.
I’m not a person without conscience to refuse such a thing.
But.
“…As you can see, my condition is a bit…”
As I raised my trembling arm with little strength, Seras and Victoria’s faces simultaneously turned pale.
Seems like they understand that they can’t really demand anything from someone in such a conscience-stricken state.
“If, if this much is… yes…”
“We, we don’t wish for Mr. Dawood to truly suffer…”
“Thank you…”
No, really, thank you.
Thinking about Eleanor’s ignorance in the past, especially in matters concerning me, despite everything, I’m truly moved by these guys’ consideration now.
“…Did you do it so passionately with someone else?”
Victoria simply smiled at the question she cautiously brought up.
Hmm.
The number of times I was squeezed by Rilu and the Blue Devil last night easily exceeded two digits and was close to the three-digit mark.
If it weren’t for my demonic resilience, turning into a devil, I wonder if I could have survived it for real.
“…”
“…”
And perhaps they read between the lines in that expression, for Cerus and Victoria exchanging a knowing look immediately caught my eye.
Meeting each other’s gaze with flushed faces, they seemed to be mentally dissecting what I had been through, a palpable tension in the air.
“As expected…”
“W-Well, if we were to… under normal circumstances…”
“…”
It felt like they were plotting something uneasy.
At least it’s much better than what other guys might throw my way.
“My-Lord-!”
Of course, whether they do that or not, there’s always one who maintains their own pace.
“Ugh-!”
Being almost body-checked by the violet devil, I was swept off my feet and landed flat on the ground.
“I missed you, let’s play, let’s play together!”
Saying so while playfully rubbing their chest against my face, it felt like I was struggling to breathe.
Normally, I would’ve just found it cute and moved on.
“Hey, I-I’m too tired-“
“Hmm?”
But upon witnessing my reaction, the violet devil’s ears folded halfway, as if devastated, looking at me with incredibly moist eyes…
“You can’t play…?”
“…”
Seeing the tear-streaked face, I decided it might be better to just tightly shut my eyes.
“Ah…”
I won’t die of embarrassment.
It’s a fact I’ve been acutely aware of lately.
I, am somewhat weak when it comes to assertive women.
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True to its classification as a resort, the Marquis Tristan’s villa attracted quite a number of tourists simply seeking relaxation.
Of course, considering Eleanor and I were staying there, they adjusted the numbers, yet peaceful groups of tourists who came to enjoy themselves together were bound to be present.
In that regard.
“Here! Here! He-re!”
Shouting like that, the violet devil, who suddenly ran ahead and waved their hands wildly in the distance, could be described as either having great social skills or being extremely my-way-or-the-highway.
Each step they took among the visitors caused the sandy beach to crack energetically, as they leaped around with enthusiasm akin to a child thrilled about a new place.
“…But.”
Standing in front of the purple devil, striding along the beach as if going out for a walk, she suddenly opens her mouth with a question in mind.
“Why does it feel like you’re so much like Cerasmund?”
“What?”
“If we think about the identity of devils, there should be someone taking on the appearance of Victoria besides you to be considered normal, but there’s only one.”
In other words, the point being made is that there should also be a devil resembling the “future Victoria.”
However, the response to this question did not come from the individuals themselves but from the purple devil who was a few steps ahead.
“Curious about that?”
“…”
Just a moment ago, they were so far away. When did they get this close?
Before there was time to think about it, the purple devil in front of her winked and spoke.
“Like th-“
Following that, the figure continued to struggle as if exerting effort.
The purple devil split.
“Huh?”
Eyes widen as they gaze at the purple devil who split into two in an instant.
“No, they’re not exactly the same.”
Upon closer inspection, there are clear differences between the split entities.
The build is slightly smaller, the hair a bit shorter. Most importantly, the vibes are different.
While the purple devil resembling Cerasmund is very lively, sparkling like a puppy, this one feels strangely aloof and exudes a sense of pride closer to that of a cat.
“Like this!”
“-Though merged, separation is possible if one desires.”
Just by observing the energetic atmosphere in their voices and the cool composure, one can sense it.
“…Fascinating.”
Expressing such thoughts honestly, she gently strokes both of their heads simultaneously.
It’s become a habit. It’s almost like a muscle memory, a movement so ingrained from the purple devil persistently requesting it.
“-What are you doi-“
“-Hehe.”
As expected from the dog-mode purple devil, she quickly closes her eyes, vigorously shaking her head in her hands, and the cat side, though reacting a bit more intensely, doesn’t refuse and accepts the touch.
In this manner, it strongly reflects the true nature of their original selves.
“By the way, master.”
“Hmm?”
While absentmindedly rubbing their heads, the devil in dog form gestures to my side, as if indicating something to look at.
“…And there.”
Wearing an outfit that would make anyone dizzy with its audacity, the Ebatrice sisters are present.
It was called a “slingshot,” if memory serves.
An outfit that barely covers the essentials, making one feel more exposed than if they were completely naked.
A garb overflowing with the clear intention of seducing men outright.
“…”
The surrounding gazes are palpable.
It’s obvious that two bold women are trying to seduce me in a way that can’t go unnoticed.
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“…What’s that supposed to mean?”
She said in a dizzy voice.
No, come on.
Can’t I really resist this?
“…I-I’m sorry…”
Serath said, pointing a finger, unable to even meet my gaze properly.
“We know you’re not in the best shape, but still, we just couldn’t resist…”
“…”
Ah, right.
The devil reflects the future of these guys perfectly.
Whether it’s the guy pushing to play recklessly regardless of my condition, or this guy right now, fundamentally, it’s not that different.
Even so.
“S-so, how about doing it here…?”
I didn’t expect them to be this reckless.
I blink my eyes and stare blankly at Serath.
What is he trying to say right now?
“…What?”
Even if there weren’t many people around, it was still a resort where you could easily come across a crowd.
But.
I didn’t expect to receive such a bold proposition in the middle of such a place.
“No, what if we get caught-“
“…It’s fine as long as we set up a barrier or conceal our presence somehow. If it’s outdoors, the two of us can manage somehow-“
Victoria, who had been keeping her mouth shut, seemed to want to speak up.
“I-I request… Could you please grant us this?”
“…”
“We’re begging you. We’ve endured for quite a while…”
“…”
For some reason, they were mentioning not approaching in a normal way.
But considering the nature of these guys who didn’t originally have much knowledge, how did they come up with such a proposal-
“I told them!”
“…You’ve always liked these bold things since way back.”
Right. The culprits were here. I rub my head while looking at the indigo demons in dog and cat modes.
“…”
Yeah.
I get it.
I know what I came prepared for.
But, my stamina is really at its limit-
“…Uh.”
“…Hmm.”
The Ebatlicha sisters, who abruptly stood up between my thighs, simultaneously covered their mouths.
[…You must have been tired, right?]
“…”
Indeed.
Although they said that, the reactions were quite unexpected.
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