Chapter 1: The Demon King’s First Kiss

“I… saw it…”

A trembling female voice spoke as she stared at the image within the crystal ball.

“The Young Master’s power is about to disappear…”

Inside the crystal ball, a despairing face of a handsome boy could be seen.

Two women’s hands reached from behind and covered his mouth.

***

“Seia, leave the Party…”

In the room, a girl called Seia knelt weakly on the floor.

She had long, jet-black hair tied in a ponytail at the end.

She wore a plain white shirt, her face sprinkled with small freckles.

Though her features were sweet, at this moment, she could only wear an expression of despair.

Because her Childhood Friend, right before her eyes, was held in the arms of a tall woman sitting on a chair.

“Joey… Wh… why…”

Seia looked at the adorable boy before her.

There wasn’t even a hint of pity for his Childhood Friend on his face.

Instead, he seemed utterly cold.

“You… have always been a burden to our Party…”

The boy, called Joey, spoke with disappointment.

“Even though you’re a Hero, you can only unleash decent strength after sustaining serious injuries.”

“Every time I use Healing Magic on you, it drains so much of my energy.”

“I’m really fed up…”

Joey also had black hair.

Those alluring eyes were full of contempt and disdain, with a teardrop mole under his right eye.

Although the boy was small in stature and dressed in an ornate little tuxedo, he could hardly conceal his natural allure.

Even when he looked at her with disdain, he appeared terribly captivating.

Joey shook his head disdainfully, then his expression shifted to admiration and adoration as he gazed at the tall beauty beside him.

“In contrast, Lady Aiki…”

The tall beauty arrogantly held the boy in her embrace.

“This is how a Hero should be…”

“Tall, beautiful… Why would a country bumpkin girl like you, who resembles a pest, be chosen as a Hero…”

“And not Lady Aiki, a true noble.”

The tall beauty, called Aiki, sat in the front seat, and Joey lay obediently in her arms like a pampered little husband.

Aiki’s figure was excessively tall and voluptuous.

Her most striking features were her long silver hair and red eyes, her expression cold and enchanting, dressed in an expensive black gown.

Completely different from Seia.

If one described Seia as cute and cheerful, then Aiki was cold and noble.

Aiki finally spoke.

“Stop being a burden here. From now on, I have many things to do with your Childhood Friend, young master.”

As she spoke, Aiki placed her fair, jade-like hand on Joey’s neck.

Ahh…

This little village girl…

She must be collapsing inside…

How amusing…

Joey narrowed his eyes, gazing at Seia with great interest.

However, Seia lifted her head.

“I… understand…”

The girl swiftly removed the hair tie from her ponytail, and in an instant, her jet-black hair cascaded down.

“This is… the birthday gift you gave me back then, Joey.”

Her eyes reddened slightly as she tightly gripped the green leaf decoration on the hair tie.

“Since… this is Joey’s choice… then I don’t want to owe you either.”

With that, Seia threw the hair tie toward Joey and Aiki.

She didn’t expect her own strength to be so great—the hair tie shot toward the boy like a bullet.

Fortunately, Joey dodged quickly, and it only left a slight scratch on his face…

Yet, this was the first time in her life Seia had hurt Joey.

She stared at her hands, unable to comprehend where such strength had come from.

“I…”

“I…”

Seia stared at her hands in a daze, then glanced at Joey and Aiki, who seemed ready to kill her.

Finally, the girl broke down.

She rushed out of the room, running wildly into the street.

Seeing Seia leave, Joey finally let out a breath of relief.

“It’s finally over…”

“And you, how long do you plan to keep holding me?”

Joey glared coldly at Aiki, who was embracing him.

The tall, cold, white-haired Aiki stiffened slightly, then stood up respectfully, setting Joey on the chair.

She bowed deeply to Joey.

“Young Master, forgive me. As a Subordinate, I offended you, the Demon King.”

Joey looked at Aiki’s cold eyes, feeling annoyed, but his face still wore a playful smile.

“If you touch me again with your filthy hands, I’ll cut them off.”

“…Yes…”

Aiki replied, her eyes growing colder as she looked at Joey.

Tch…

That look again…

“Young Master, I don’t understand…”

Aiki knelt coldly on the floor.

“You’ve been lurking at this Hero Seia’s side for so long, just to break her spirit and push her into despair?”

“Why not kill her now while she’s still weak?”

“…”

Joey lifted his head, thinking for a moment…

“Kill her? Why?”

The boy’s lips curled into a little devilish smile, delight flickering in his eyes.

“Seia is the only person in this World who can hurt me…”

“If she died so easily, I’d be bored…”

Joey was a Reincarnator, and in his previous life, he was a Light Novel Author.

But because his writing was so bad that no one read it, he starved to death at home…

But after becoming the Demon King…

Bored… so bored…

Killing people was boring, and everyone in the Demon World was boring too.

There was really no fun at all…

So Joey set his sights on the Heroes of the Human Race…

A flash of inspiration struck Joey.

He had written novels in his previous life, so why not reenact those stories here!!!

For example… the Retreat Arc!

The next developments would be…

Seia, driven to despair, becomes a true Berserker Hero, and when she fights the Demon King…

She discovers the Demon King is her Childhood Friend, and can’t bring herself to strike!

Rivalry! Childhood Friends! Love! Jealousy! Hatred! All tangled together!!!

He chuckled.

He could recreate many isekai tropes in this World.

Just imagining it was fascinating…

Hero vs Demon King! Rivals! The invincible me, farming every day!

But Aiki couldn’t understand Joey’s intentions.

She frowned.

“In other words, Young Master, you find anyone who can hurt you to be interesting?”

“This is…”

“What do you mean?”

Hearing Aiki’s question, Joey felt a wave of irritation.

He knew that as the youngest Demon King, he had only conquered the Demon World by force.

His Subordinates feared him but did not truly submit.

Especially Aiki, the Queen of the Blood Clan, who had been humiliated and made his Subordinate.

Almost every time Joey relaxed for a moment, the Queen of the Blood Clan, Aiki, would look at him with murderous eyes.

So, the shota Joey raised a finger.

“Buzz!”

Aiki was instantly pinned to the ground by a massive force.

“Ugh…”

“A lowly Subordinate…”

Joey crossed his legs, watching Aiki with amusement.

“You sure ask a lot of questions…”

“Between us, who is really the Demon King?”

“Of course… it’s you…”

Aiki struggled to hold herself up, suppressing the coldness in her eyes.

“Well then, do I need to explain myself to you?”

The shota’s expression became even more arrogant.

“No… no need…”

“You understand well, don’t you?”

With that, Joey lifted his hand and released the pressure on Aiki.

“Ha… ha…”

Aiki seemed drained, but her eyes remained icy as she stared at Joey.

“If you understand, then disappear from my sight. Yawn…”

Joey stretched like a cat.

“Acting with that village girl for so long… I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep.”

!!!

Just as Joey relaxed, he suddenly felt Aiki’s cold gaze stab into his neck and abdomen.

Joey looked up at Aiki.

“You still have something to say?”

“…Nothing…”

Aiki looked at the scratch on Joey’s face from earlier.

“However, Young Master, the wound on your face requires Healing.”

“It’s just a minor scratch…”

Joey poked the blood on his cheek with a finger.

“It’ll heal once the blood clots in a few days.”

But Aiki’s gaze grew colder.

She shook her head.

“You are a once-in-a-millennium male succubus. The only way to heal wounds is by absorbing an opposite sex’s mana at close range.”

At this, Joey’s heart began to race.

His once arrogant smile faded.

“I can serve you at any time, Young Master.”

“Eh, eh, eh, eh!!!!”

Joey leapt from his seat, face flushing.

“Don’t!!! Absolutely not!!!”

“What do you mean by ‘serve’! You’re just trying to take advantage of me!!!”

“If you, you wretched Subordinate, dare come near me, I’ll kill you!!!”

But Aiki frowned, speaking seriously.

“Young Master, please don’t be willful.”

“Your face is the dignity of the demon race.”

“Moreover…”

At this, Aiki’s expression turned colder.

“If the Demon King bleeds, it could damage your legend of invincibility.”

!!!

This bastard…

Is she threatening me?

Joey’s cheeks flushed red, and he glared at Aiki, biting his lip in annoyance.

Actually, after crossing into another World, Joey found himself in a ridiculous situation.

Though he was the Demon King, his race was Human.

But since succubi and Humans were physically similar, Joey always claimed to be a succubus.

If that lie was exposed, his rule would undoubtedly be affected.

Though with his current strength, he could kill all rebels…

But that would be too extreme…

He’s a kind Demon King who loves his people…

The shota’s face reddened even more, his expression resentful as he glared at Aiki.

“If you dare get handsy during the Healing, I’ll kill you…”

“After all, to deal with a Blood Clan like you, all it takes is a ray of sunlight. You know that well, right?”

Though Joey’s words were fierce, his face was shy, like a small man being bullied.

Aiki replied coldly.

“I will be careful…”

When the white-haired beauty spoke, Joey could clearly see Aiki’s sharp fangs and tender tongue.

Then…

Aiki straddled Joey, restraining his small hands with both of hers.

The cold beauty’s soft, full thighs pressed down on Joey’s legs.

“Then, Young Master, I’ll begin…”

“Hey! Don’t do anything unnecessary… Mmm!!!!”

Aiki’s face drew closer, then she kissed him on the lips.

After a moment, Aiki lifted her head, elegantly brushing her bangs back as she looked down at Joey beneath her.

“Ha… ha…”

Joey was out of breath, slumped in the seat, his gaze unfocused.

It was just a kiss… Little Young Master…

“Thank you for the meal, Young Master…”

“…”

Joey’s face turned bright red, eyes glistening with moisture.

He pushed Aiki away.

“Who’s the real succubus here…”

“You bastard, if you dare tell the others what just happened…”

Aiki shook her head.

“I won’t tell anyone about this, please rest assured.”

With that, the cold beauty clicked away in high heels, leaving the room.

“Ha… haa… what a mess…”

Joey held his aching head.

He could feel it…

Aiki’s heart was restless…

Joey could sense that whenever he let his guard down, Aiki’s eyes filled with a chilling bloodlust…

After all, as Queen of the Blood Clan, she had managed the Demon World for him all these years while he infiltrated the Hero’s side.

Tch… Give it a bit longer, and Aiki might replace me as Demon King…

On the other side, Aiki entered her own room and closed the door.

Leaning against the door, the coldness finally faded from the white-haired beauty’s face…

Replaced by a seductive allure.

“The Young Master’s lips…”

Aiki cradled her face with her left hand, cheeks flushing.

“Looks like I… got the Young Master’s first kiss…”

Young Master…

Young Master!!

Young Master Young Master Young Master Young Master Young Master!!!

The Young Master is so alluring…

Stretching like a little cat, exposing a bit of his belly and collarbone…

This cold, elegant Queen of the Blood Clan actually adored Joey deeply.

She just expressed it differently from others.

She always peeked at Joey with a frank, open gaze.

Because Aiki’s character was so aloof, Joey often misunderstood, thinking she wanted to stay close to him to plot his demise.

“Just a little more…”

Aiki lifted her right index finger.

“How could such a cute little Young Master be a succubus…”

“The taste of human blood… I could never mistake it.”

With that, Aiki, looking utterly lovesick, placed her right finger—stained with Joey’s blood—between her lips.

“The Young Master is truly delicious…”

“I almost want to make him my First Embrace…”

“That fair neck… surely it would be as tasty as jelly to bite into…”