“Si-ha… ah… ha-ah…”
“You jerk… this is a place for work…”
The Demon King didn’t care what Sephine was saying; she wanted to see Sephine give birth to their unique child as soon as possible.
“There are people outside!”
“Hmph, why didn’t you say that just now? They probably heard everything already, didn’t they?”
Sephine had been acting purely on instinct earlier, reacting to nothing except for her own intense demands.
Now that she remembered, her face turned bright red, and she didn’t know how to respond.
She only hoped the people outside hadn’t recognized her voice.
She was actually a quiet, pure, and good girl; she only acted this way because of her hormones.
She would go back to normal after the baby was born.
“I hate you! I’ll bite you to death!”
“Heh, it doesn’t hurt.”
Having been shut inside the Inner Palace for so many days, Sephine felt like mushrooms were about to grow on her.
However, she didn’t dare mention wanting to go out to Vi. She was quite sensitive right now, and that topic was off-limits.
“That Cult of Mercy, what exactly is it?”
“How should I know where that little sect popped up from? There are so many gods in this place. Who knows who this Cult of Mercy believes in?”
“Maybe they believe in a sword…”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing.”
Sephine always liked to mumble mysterious things.
The Demon King was well aware of this, as it seemed to be a habit Sephine developed from long periods of solitude.
The Demon King would work hard to overwrite that habit with her own presence.
Hugging Sephine like this forever wasn’t an option.
The Demon King needed to take action now.
Since the guard the sect had specifically stationed was captured, they would surely become restless, and she would definitely be able to find some clues.
“Um…”
Sephine tugged at the corner of the Demon King’s clothes.
What she wanted to say was a bit difficult to bring up, especially to Vi as her lover.
As mentioned, Vi was a sensitive person, so Sephine made sure to keep an appropriate distance from other women and men.
However, Sephine had been worried about Alona, whom she had helped before.
She was a commoner and probably wouldn’t fit in well at the school; she might even be marginalized. Sephine felt that giving her a little special attention shouldn’t be a problem.
At most, it would just bring her to the same starting line as everyone else, right?
Since Sephine’s personal freedom was currently restricted, she could only rely on the Demon King to pass on a message for her.
“What is it?”
“Is it okay if I talk to you about something?”
Sephine swallowed. If the Demon King didn’t agree, she would just have to bear it and go see her in private later.
If one were to ask why Sephine was so persistent about Alona, it was because she saw her former self in the girl.
‘So cool, smart, capable, sympathetic, and kind… What a wonderful person! Just like me.’
“How could I possibly disagree with something my dear wife wants? Go ahead.”
“It’s a promise then. Give this to that girl named Alona we met before for me, okay?”
Vi took the letter Sephine had hidden on her person. It still carried the natural milky scent of Sephine’s body, but the envelope looked a bit strange. It looked… just like a love letter.
“Ah… I see. Then you’ll have to pay me some compensation.”
“Com… compensation?” Hearing the Demon King’s words, Sephine suddenly felt a bit guilty. She had everything except money. How could she pay her without money? Besides, what did a Demon King need money for?
As far as Sephine knew, the Demon King could have anything she wanted. Although the National Treasury didn’t have much money, the Demon King’s private stash was quite wealthy.
Sephine had submitted Memorials about it a few times before, but those specific Memorials were the only ones that were immediately rejected. Over time, Sephine eventually gave up.
“Um… I still have two silver coins here. If that’s not enough, can I pay you back later when I get my salary?” Sephine held the two silver coins in her hands, her watery blue eyes staring at Vi.
The two silver coins Sephine pulled from her pocket were her entire net worth. Everything else had been spent when she bought groceries for the Demon King back then.
“Are you joking? Wife, don’t play dumb.”
“Then what do you want? It’s already happened so many times today… I really can’t go on. Please, Master Husband, let me go…”
As the saying goes, only the ox can be worked to death; the field can never be worn out.
Unless the one plowing you is the Demon King.
“Then I’m sorry, I’m afraid I can’t help my wife. Who knows if you’ve written something… bad in here?”
The Demon King naturally believed that this couldn’t possibly be a love letter or anything of the sort. Sephine was straightforward; whenever she told a lie, her face would turn bright red and flush completely.
“I can read it to you! I only wrote boring things! I found this envelope in my husband’s drawer.”
“Eh?”
The Demon King seemed to turn to stone; her body became incredibly stiff and she didn’t move an inch.
“And the letter that was inside…”
“Oh, you mean that? I’ve already finished reading it. I think your writing is very good, Vi, but for some reason, I feel like something is a bit strange…”
‘Wasn’t that a diary meant to record the days we’ve been in love?’
Sephine was always a bit slow on the uptake, likely because Vi was the only girlfriend she had ever had. Furthermore, they had married first and fallen in love later.
Because of this, she assumed the things Vi had written were part of a diary.
In reality, only Vi knew exactly what those things were.
After all, they were written before Sephine had even transformed.
They were descriptions of the form Vi most wanted Sephine to take. In other words, the form Sephine’s current body had first appeared in when she arrived in this world.
They were the Demon King’s fantasies.
She had actually written several of them, but because the content of the later ones was too explicit, even she couldn’t stand it and threw them away.
This current one only mentioned putting Sephine in a Maid Outfit. Thus, Sephine naturally thought it was just the Demon King recording their daily life.
To put it simply, it was the Demon King’s current schedule.
“You aren’t allowed to rummage through my things anymore…” Vi was exhausted. She could only be thankful that Sephine was too dense and her mind was too simple.
“Do you want me to read it out loud?”
“Today, Sephine put on an improved Maid Outfit. Compared to the original, more conservative Maid Outfit, the improved version is much bolder and suits Sephine’s current figure better…”
“Wait, that’s not right.”
The Demon King snatched the paper from Sephine’s hand, crumpled it into a small ball, and stuffed it into her mouth. At this moment, her face was redder than a ruby.