Chapter 3: The Necromancer’s ‘Rescue’

Joey sat in the dining room and took a sip of juice.

“Huaa…”

He let out a sigh.

“This Tomato Monster Juice is actually pretty good, though at first I thought it was a bit bizarre.”

He said, swirling the juice in his cup.

Inside the crimson liquid, a pair of eyes and a mouth screamed nonstop as the boy shook the glass.

“You really have a strange taste, Young Master.”

Aiki, sitting beside him, stared at Joey’s juice-stained mouth and then wiped it with a handkerchief.

“Uwaa! Take it away!”

Joey slapped Aiki’s pale hand aside.

“I’m not a kid, and I hate it when you call me Young Master.”

“Mm? Young Master doesn’t like that title?”

Aiki, sitting next to him, glanced at the handkerchief she had just used to wipe Joey’s mouth, dazed for a moment, then carefully folded it and placed it in the pocket over her chest.

“Of course not! Normally, you should call me Sir, right…”

Joey propped his head up with his hand and shrugged.

“A lowly servant like you should call me Master.”

“Eh?”

Aiki tilted her head slightly.

“Young Master actually has such preferences?”

“It’s respect! Respect!”

Joey pouted.

“Calling me Young Master every day, even though there’s no one above me.”

Really…

The title Young Master is even cuter…

Aiki’s eyes narrowed, then she nodded, her expression blank.

“Understood, Young Master.”

“Tch!”

Joey glared at Aiki in annoyance.

“But, Young Master, back to the point,”

Aiki’s gaze turned a bit cold.

“Why did you send Zixuan to save Seia? There were clearly better choices…”

The white-haired beauty leaned her full body a bit closer to Joey.

Are you criticizing my poor management?

“Though she’s an Executioner, her abilities are gentle…”

Joey looked at Aiki’s cold eyes.

“Her ability is Regeneration. If Seia’s life is in danger, she can heal her.”

The white-haired beauty crossed her round thighs, tilting her head at Joey.

“Gentle…huh?”

Zixuan, one of the Four Generals of the Demon King.

Mainly responsible for interrogation under the Demon King, her affection for Joey was maxed out, and there was even a hand-stitched Joey doll under her pillow.

She hummed a tune, taking out a nail file to tend to her nails.

Someday, I’ll use these hands to hold the Young Master’s little hand…

So I must always take good care of them.

At this thought, her face reddened.

Aah…

I hope that day comes soon…

Zixuan can’t stand it anymore…

At this moment, the face of this mature beauty was tinged with maidenly shyness…

But what didn’t fit with that shyness was…

Seia’s distant screams.

“AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Seia’s flesh was mangled.

Strange things were happening to her body.

The flesh torn apart by Undead grew back completely, but the Undead kept tearing at her as if out of control.

“There’s still a lot of Young Master’s scent left…Miss Seia, I can’t let you go yet…”

One of the Undead spoke in a bewitching, cold voice.

“Anyway…the flesh that’s cut off will grow back. I’ll collect all traces of Young Master from your body…”

All these private tortures Zixuan inflicted on Seia were unknown to Joey.

But Joey was impatient now.

He kicked open Aiki’s door.

“Hey! Stupid vampire! Wake up!”

“Young Master…”

At that moment, Aiki seemed not yet awake, dressed in thin, cold-toned sleepwear, the loose garment revealing her chest as she moved.

“It’s only ten in the morning…”

Aiki looked up at the Gear Clock hanging on the wall.

“You really don’t respect the Blood Clan’s schedule.”

Joey ignored her, plopping down on the white-haired beauty’s bed.

“Stop talking, you’re my lowly servant. You get up when I tell you to.”

“…”

Joey turned his back to Aiki.

A cold gaze pierced his body, focusing on his waist and neck.

“Ugh!”

That chilly stare always made Joey shiver, but for the sake of his Demon King dignity, he straddled Aiki through the blanket.

“Did I not tell you? I hate that look in your eyes.”

Joey grabbed her collar.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll poke your eyes out…”

But the white-haired beauty remained icy.

She tilted her head.

“What kind of look? Young Master, you’re too sensitive…”

“Besides…”

Aiki suddenly leaned closer to Joey’s face.

Joey could clearly smell her cool scent, mixed with a hint of tomato juice.

“Young Master, as a male, don’t cross the safe distance between the opposite sex.”

Aiki’s voice was soft and alluring.

“S-So what…”

Joey’s face reddened.

He stared stubbornly at Aiki.

“Either way…you can’t beat me…”

“…”

Aiki narrowed her eyes with white lashes, suddenly moving toward Joey’s lips.

“Mm!”

Joey instinctively dodged, but lost his balance, falling onto Aiki’s soft, round thighs.

The white-haired beauty maintained her frosty expression, curling her legs to lift Joey.

“Young Master, don’t tease a woman who just woke up…”

Aiki’s and Joey’s noses almost touched; with a slight bow, he could see her cleavage.

“E-Enough… If you keep playing with me, I’ll kill you…”

Joey hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, turning his head away and mumbling.

“Mm? What did Young Master say? I just woke up, I can’t hear clearly…”

Aiki raised an eyebrow, pressing her crimson lips to Joey’s ear.

“Can you say it again at this distance, Young Master? This time, your lowly servant will hear it for sure…”

Her small fangs were close to Joey’s flushed ear.

“Not a word…”

“Will be missed…”

Though Joey was a transmigrator, he felt an inexplicable shame and agitation inside.

He instinctively pushed Aiki away.

“I…I want to see you in my room in five minutes! If you dare not show up, I’ll kill you!!!”

He shouted harshly, but his little legs moved quickly as he hurried out of Aiki’s room.

Aiki watched Joey’s panicked escape, eyes narrowed, and finally smiled.

A bashful smile.

Little Young Master…so cute…

She picked up the handkerchief she’d hidden under the pillow when Joey entered.

It still bore the tomato juice stain from wiping his mouth.

“…”

Aiki stared at the red mark on the handkerchief…

Then suddenly pressed it to her nose and mouth, inhaling as if intoxicated.

I can’t wait…

For the day Young Master’s magic disappears…

On the other side, Seia…

“Huu…the irritation is finally gone…”

Zixuan spoke, directing the Undead to help the seemingly uninjured Seia up from the floor.

Seia’s spirit was deeply wounded.

Her pupils were unfocused as she spoke slowly.

“Miss Necromancer…”

“The Young Master you mention…who is that…?”

“Eh? You really don’t know?”

The Undead tilted its head, scratching.

“Of course, it’s Young Master Joey…”

!

Seia’s gaze turned to dead water.

“Joey…”

“Cluck cluck…Yes…”

Zixuan watched Seia’s expression change, her eyes narrowing with amusement.

“Young Master told me…he doesn’t want you to die…but he wants me to take good care of you…”

Though Zixuan was lying, Seia’s spirit was already unstable.

She stood motionless.

Joey…must you go this far…

He clearly…is just a cute boy…

Seia suddenly remembered the words Joey and Aiki had spoken in front of her before.

“Why would a Villager like you become a Hero… A Hero should be a Noble like Lady Aiki…”

He…

He wanted to kill me…

Then give Aiki a chance to become a Hero…

Ah…

I’ve been caught…

Zixuan watched Seia, raising a slight smile.

“I’m tired, Miss Seia. I’ve cast a Resurrection Spell on you. As long as it’s not a fatal wound, even severed limbs can recover…”

“I’ll make sure you get out of here…”

With that, the Undead sank into the ground.

Leaving Seia, spirit broken, standing alone, lost in thought…

In this world, only a Hero can truly injure a Demon King…

Only this way, can the Young Master’s world belong to me alone…

Zixuan’s face was filled with excitement…

Damn Aiki…

At that time, you’ll only be able to watch me and the Young Master be happy together…