<CHAPTER 33>
I Do Not Want the Touch of Anyone Else
The men stirred at the sudden appearance of a strange woman who had stepped out of nowhere.
No one had noticed her approaching.
“What the hell is that bitch supposed to be?”
At the leader’s crude remark, the woman’s eyes narrowed.
“You really have terrible manners.”
She clicked her tongue and shook her head.
It was an unmistakable provocation.
The leader tossed Cain aside as if discarding trash and strode toward her with a threatening aura.
“What did you just say?”
Even before a man much larger than herself, the woman remained relaxed.
As if she had something reliable to fall back on.
“Your hearing isn’t great either, huh.
Wait, what is that smell.
Ugh, mister, try washing once in a while.
The stench coming off you is unbearable.”
“W, what?”
His face flushed red and blue with rage.
“How dare you mock me?”
He swung his fist.
But it never reached her.
She casually avoided the blow and brushed her fallen hair back over her shoulder.
An inappropriate ease and sensuality flowed from her smiling eyes.
“Why don’t we calm down and try having a conversation.
I’ve been walking around all day, so I’m a bit tired.
I’d really prefer to settle this peacefully.”
Before she could even finish, the man lunged again.
She dodged once more and let out a sigh.
“Humans really are unbelievably stupid.”
Her eyes glowed sharply as she muttered.
Then.
A sharp sound tore through the air.
Thud.
Something rolled across the ground.
The man’s body collapsed limply.
Beside it lay the head that had been shouting at her moments ago.
The woman, drenched in his blood after tearing him apart, smiled seductively.
“Ah, I’ve made another mess.”
She no longer looked human.
Flame-like hair burned around pointed horns.
Bat-like wings and a slender tail extended from her back.
The men who had been frozen in shock slowly regained their senses.
“Th, that’s a demon.
A demon killed our boss.”
Some rushed forward in vengeance.
Others, realizing there was no chance of winning, dragged their broken limbs as they fled.
Both choices were wrong.
“Why is it that we speak the same language, yet can’t understand each other at all.”
In moments, she slaughtered them all and yawned in boredom.
“Honestly, I ended up killing them again.
Oh.
One little one’s still left.”
Her gaze shifted to Cain.
Cain had survived only because he had done nothing.
He simply sat collapsed, trembling violently.
Afraid of provoking her, he clamped his mouth shut and silently cried.
“Ugh, that’s disgusting.
Calm down and wipe your face.”
Before the strong, Cain could become weaker than anyone.
He nodded frantically and wiped his face with a handkerchief.
“Wow, I finally found a human I can talk to.
Shall we have a chat?”
“Y, yes.
Yes, of course.”
“There’s no need to be so scared.
If you listen well, I might find you cute.
Now, tell me about that woman named Ehilie.”
Why was a demon asking about Ehilie.
Cain did not care.
To him, only his life mattered.
If survival required selling information about his own sister, so be it.
***
Ehilie heard from Rek what had happened after she fainted.
“So you fought those men to protect me while I was unconscious?”
“Yes, that is correct.”
Though she had not seen it herself.
Looking at Rek’s battered body, it seemed more accurate to say he had been beaten rather than fought.
Ehilie carefully examined his wounds.
He was hurt this badly and still waited only for me to wake up.
Her chest ached.
Noticing her gaze, Rek smiled exaggeratedly.
“I should have at least changed my clothes.”
“Is that really what matters right now?”
“It does.
I always want to look good in front of you, Ehilie.”
She was at a loss for words.
He’s this injured and he still cares about that.
“You’re always handsome, even without trying.”
“Thank you.
You are always beautiful as well.”
Embarrassed, she hurriedly changed the subject.
“M, more importantly.
Let’s get you treated.
If we leave it like this, it’ll get worse.”
“Then will you treat me?”
“Me.
Wouldn’t it be better to call a physician.
Ah, you said there are only two servants in the estate.”
“Yes.
And even if there were a physician, I would have asked you.
I do not want the touch of anyone else but you.”
She understood.
Perhaps it was because he had faced countless threats to his life since childhood.
“Alright.
Where are the medicine and bandages?”
“Right there.”
She soon noticed a box at her feet filled with supplies.
Was this here before.
She brushed it off without much thought.
Rek removed his upper garments.
Bruises spread across his body.
Her stomach twisted at the sight.
How much must it have hurt.
As she disinfected the wounds, she spoke softly.
“Thank you, Rek.”
“I should be the one thanking you, Ehilie.”
“For what?”
“For being by my side.”
His gentle voice made her heart tremble.
He never hesitated to express his feelings.
Unlike her.
But perhaps with this man.
Maybe I could change a little.
***
At the same time, Redemberg Lu Edeltein was barely holding onto his composure.
Even the charm of a succubus meant nothing to him.
Yet this woman’s mere scent shattered his restraint.
“Rek, could you lower your head for a moment?”
The Demon King, who had never bowed his head in his life, lowered it easily.
When she stepped between his thighs to inspect the wound on his head, he realized what true torment was.
This is torture.
Her hair brushed against his skin.
Her slender fingers sent jolts through his body.
His entire being focused on her.
“Rek, are you alright.
Your hands have been shaking.”
Only then did he notice his trembling fist.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“I am fine.”
His voice shook.
He was not fine at all.
It hurt unbearably.
Just not where the wound was.
“Just endure it a little.”
No one in the world would dare tell him to endure.
“I will endure.”
Because Ehilie asked him to.
Then.
The door burst open without a knock.
“Gabriel?”
It was Gabriel.
Redemberg Lu Edeltein glared at him murderously for interrupting.
Gabriel’s blue eyes were different now.
Filled with resolve.
It seemed his memories had returned.
Hero and Demon King faced each other once more.
Yet Redemberg Lu Edeltein felt no tension at all.
Will he not leave already.
He was only annoyed that his sweet moment had been ruined.
