“Since the Demon King has said so, then…”
Gabriella first tentatively touched the Demon King’s shoulder.
Then, under the other’s burning gaze, she wrapped her arms around Isabella’s neck.
Gabriella had once thought that one day she might accidentally “go too far” and be corrupted by the Demon King into a demon.
Yet she never expected that, under all these circumstances, she would become the one taking the initiative.
She suddenly realized that, as the hero who had conquered the Demon King—as a human—all the seduction and submission just now meant she had already failed… But Gabriella felt she hadn’t lost at all.
In fact, she had won a complete victory.
First of all, even though she was about to become a demon, there was no sign of mental control.
She was still herself, no different from the past.
Demonification was merely a way to please the Demon King~
So there was nothing wrong with facing it bravely and saying it outright.
“Please turn me into your kin, Isabella.” Gabriella held her face and kissed her.
If she didn’t take a little initiative now, there would be no chance to do so later… As they entwined together, the Demon King suddenly became passionate and excited.
Once Gabriella’s feelings were confirmed, she would no longer hesitate.
Yet this time it wasn’t as intense as before—it was as if a tamed little beast was gently licking her body.
However, the lingering warmth in her body did not diminish in the slightest.
The initial contact didn’t cause Gabriella any rejection; it was like drinking a mouthful of warm nectar—the only difference left was whether to sip lightly or drink deeply.
Gabriella had originally intended to put up some appropriate resistance, wanting to forcibly maintain her rationality so she wouldn’t fall into the vortex.
But in the end, she still went along with the Demon King’s movements, cooperating with her.
It’s all her fault for not daring to bully me.
“Uhmm…”
She lay on her back on the bed, arms spread wide in a big X shape.
The Demon King’s golden hair cascaded onto her shoulders.
Then she was embraced around the waist, gently pulled back to lean against the headboard. Her hands naturally fell, her eyes dazed.
“I’m going to start now, Gabriella…”
“You haven’t even begun the [Ritual] yet, idiot Demon King. How could it be… mmph, so easy?”
“This time, I will definitely satisfy you.”
A demon tail wrapped in shadows swayed before her.
Gabriella’s beautiful legs parted slightly before coming together again—she wasn’t sure if it was resistance or anticipation.
But everything became ambiguous in the kiss.
The [Gift] surged in.
First came a refreshing coolness that lifted the spirit, followed by scalding ripples wandering through her body.
“Wu…”
“Demon King, that—”
Before Gabriella could continue speaking, she noticed that one of Isabella’s eyes had become the cross-star pupil of the evil god.
This meant the current Demon King had somewhat recalled past events.
But unlike the last time when the evil god’s power was awakened, this time Isabella still retained a gentleness she had never shown before.
Last time, she had released pain onto me.
This time, she has learned to treat me with tenderness.
As expected, I succeeded.
Even if her body was explored by the evil god and turned into a tool to please her, it proved that my choice wasn’t in vain.
Now even the evil god is gradually starting to like me.
Soon, whether it’s the evil god of the past or the current Isabella, both will become dependent on me.
Yes, dependent.
The current idiot Demon King can’t live without me at all—she even wants a child.
How could I possibly let her down?
I’ve already made a promise right in front of her—there’s absolutely no need to hesitate any longer.
Gabriella’s voice became somewhat blurred.
The lingering warmth in her body made her chin tilt slightly upward, her gaze directed toward the ceiling.
Bursts of panting caused the patterns to become even more pink.
A mark resembling bat wings grew from the patterns—she didn’t know what it symbolized, yet it seemed to strip away her dignity.
Her body was controlled by darkness, drifting along with each shift and turn, as if everything was naturally falling into place under the Demon King’s control and calculation.
But Gabriella knew she hadn’t lost—instead, she was the one leading it all, making the Demon King fall in love with her.
Thinking this way made it feel like no big deal.
She suddenly snapped out of the haze.
The temperature in the bedroom had long since risen sharply—perhaps Isabella’s passion had left Gabriella covered in fragrant sweat.
She shifted her exhausted body, only to find the Demon King still holding her, leaving another sweet mark on her neck.
“Gabriella, it didn’t hurt too much, did it? Wu… I didn’t control it well earlier.”
“Wuu…”
At this moment, Gabriella felt her entire body utterly limp, as if every cell was still dormant after just waking up.
Unexpectedly, the Demon King was the first to back down.
How exactly should I comfort this idiot?
“It felt really good.”
Gabriella said in a drowsy voice, cupping Isabella’s chin and gently kissing her cheek.
“I… got it.”
Though Isabella replied this way, she didn’t stop.
She was always like this—an idiot whose body acted on its own, weaving more [Gifts] from the darkness.
What surprised Gabriella even more was that, even though her body could barely move, her sensations grew clearer and clearer.
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the Demon King’s warmth, the breath she exhaled, and her greedy movements.
It made her open those dazed eyes once more to gaze deeply at Isabella, as if craving more darkness and caresses.
“Demon King, I want more… more~”
Looking at Isabella immersed in shadows, what Gabriella thought of was how she hadn’t properly satisfied the Demon King before, causing her to become fixated on this moment and recall painful memories from her time as the evil god.
And now, the idiot Demon King no longer had such worries~ Because the divine maiden she hated most—her greatest enemy—was right here before her.
The so-called divine maiden would submit to the Demon King, letting this world fall into darkness~
Of course, Gabriella only lightly brushed past such terrifying thoughts.
Even as the divine maiden, it was only right for her to take responsibility for her past mistakes in the posture of a divine maiden.
When rationality noticed how depraved the sounds she was making had become, shame made the fall even more ambiguous.
Yet before the Demon King’s black heart-shaped tail, it vanished like smoke once more.
In those sapphire eyes, only the Isabella before her remained, her emotions as hazy as moonlight.
The sounds of panting were sealed off by the door, echoing leisurely in the bedroom like a nocturne being played.
At some point, Gabriella reluctantly closed her eyes, intending to fall deeply asleep.
She toyed with her cherry lips with her fingers—the lingering taste would make her continue to yearn for her master even in her dreams.
“I love you, Master~”