Before becoming the Human Hero, Hualí worked at a brewery on the outskirts of the human capital.
Her daily job was to stand at the assembly line, mechanically repeating the act of sticking labels with the factory’s name onto each bottle of beer that passed by.
Anyone who has worked in this field knows that endlessly repetitive, brainless labor can wear down a person’s spirit.
Because of this, Hualí developed a laid-back attitude toward life.
She still remembered how her best friend in this world described her.
“Lazy, good-for-nothing, and just scraping by.”
But everything changed when her comrade, who had been chosen as a Hero, died in a plane crash.
Overnight, Hualí transformed from an unambitious old-timer at the brewery into the revered Human Hero.
She was even forced to swallow a perverted Magical Potion bestowed by the Princess, turning her into a cute girl.
Pushed to the frontlines against the Demon Race, she faced the legendary, terrifying Blood Queen head-on.
Everything happened too suddenly, like an irresistible wave that dragged her under, making it impossible to stand up no matter how hard she struggled.
But Hualí was still Hualí—nothing but a small fry, completely incapable of matching the legendary Blood Queen.
She was defeated in no time, her defeat playing out like a game-over scene.
Whenever night fell, lying on the hard cot in her cell that felt no different from the floor, staring at the pitch-black ceiling, Hualí would sometimes feel a trace of confusion.
The only friend she had among humans had perished, and though she didn’t want to return, having no acquaintances, where else could she go after leaving the brewery?
Being the Human Hero was her first time—she had no experience!
This question constantly troubled Hualí’s little brain.
After all, it was an important matter, so of course she had to be extra cautious.
But now, an infuriating person had made the decision for her, whether she liked it or not.
The very person who had defeated her—
Sidella Eve Cecilia!
“Let me go, Sidella!”
Hualí clenched her teeth, her words squeezed out through gritted teeth in anger.
“Why are you tying me up? You’re completely unreasonable!”
She toppled over with the chair she was bound to, struggling to breathe, her delicate face flushed red.
“Give you children? I’d have to be kicked in the head by a donkey!”
Hualí was certain Sidella had some sort of twisted fetish—one that couldn’t see the light of day.
Otherwise, why did she tie her up every time they met?
Binding, forced A-high*—wasn’t this the classic perverted sadist in those forbidden stories?
Sidella noticed Hualí’s discomfort and thoughtfully helped her and the chair upright, tucking stray strands of hair behind Hualí’s ear.
Kneeling before her, Sidella cupped Hualí’s cute face with cold hands and spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
“But having my child is the only way I can think of for you to atone.”
“Atonement? Did I eat your family’s rice? Why do I have to… Ow! Why did you hit me?!”
Sidella tapped Hualí’s forehead with a finger, interrupting her.
Seeing Hualí about to protest, Sidella quickly explained.
“Did you forget what happened last night? After drinking yourself senseless, you started a drunken rampage and smashed someone’s tavern with a single swing of the Saint Sword. In the end, I paid for the damages.”
“Lilith is probably leading people to repair the tavern right now. If you don’t believe me, you can confront her directly.”
At those words, Hualí froze.
No, this—this can’t be right!
She desperately searched her memory, and deep inside found traces—memories of discussing Sidella with Lilith, then jumping onto the table, drawing the Saint Sword, and cursing her.
The scene slowly resurfaced in her mind…
Nervously, she gulped.
“H-How much did you pay?”
“Hmm, let me think…”
Sidella pressed her lips in thought, then smirked mischievously.
“A tavern in the center of the Royal City—about three hundred Gold Coins. So, Hualí, you owe me three hundred Gold Coins~”
“Th-Three hundred Gold Coins!”
Hualí’s eyes became hollow.
Based on her old brewery salary, she’d have to work more than 700 years on the assembly line to earn three hundred Gold Coins!
“I… I don’t have that much money…”
Hualí slumped, her voice weak.
“It’s fine. If you’re in debt up to your butt, just pay it off with your butt.”
Sidella grinned wickedly, patting Hualí’s head as if coaxing a child.
“Be good and stick your butt up later~”
“Sidella!!”
“Pffft!”
Sidella burst out laughing at Hualí’s reaction, covering her mouth as her body shook with mirth.
Under Hualí’s resentful gaze, she finally calmed down and offered her an olive branch again.
“Hualí, why not stay with the Demon Race? You have nowhere else to go, right?”
Unlike her earlier firm refusal, this time Hualí hesitated…
While she wavered, Sidella busied herself untying the ribbons binding Hualí.
The ribbons fell to the floor, curling into loops of various sizes.
“But I don’t know how to do anything… All I can do is stick labels on beer bottles…”
Hualí’s head drooped in dejection.
“I’ve always liked you, so I can grant you a little special privilege—as my maid, even as a human.”
Sidella’s gaze held a constant smile as she looked at Hualí.
“Even if you know nothing, you can start as an Apprentice Maid.”
For a moment, Hualí felt Sidella didn’t seem so bad—or so detestable.
“Really?”
“Really~”
A glint of victorious mischief flashed in Sidella’s eyes, quickly hidden.
Before Hualí could react, Sidella suddenly lifted her skirt, and under Hualí’s panicked stare, pressed a finger against her pale, flat stomach.
“But before that, punishment for disobedient escape attempts is still necessary.”
As her voice fell, the hidden Magic Mark on Hualí’s abdomen resonated with origin magic, the particles growing increasingly active, boiling like water.
Feeling her body heat up again, craving something inexplicable, Hualí cursed Sidella in her heart and closed her eyes in despair.
Unable to defeat Sidella, she could only endure silently, resigned to her fate.
But this time, Sidella didn’t lay a hand on her.
Instead, she flicked her sleeve and walked to the nearby bed.
There was about three meters between them.
Sidella sat on the edge, knees pressed together like warm jade, palm up on her lap, middle and ring fingers slightly pressed together.
Her slender, pale fingers were so striking they were almost seductive to those suffering.
“Hualí, remember this feeling—it won’t go away until everything is resolved.”
Like a wolf shedding its disguise, Sidella revealed a wicked smile, Blood Queen fangs gleaming.
“But it’s fine.”
She crooked a finger at Hualí.
“If you really can’t bear it, come here. I’ll help you~”
Just like a wicked adult luring a pure girl into temptation.
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