Chapter 4: Demon King-sama Is So Easy to Hook~

Gabriella spent a full several minutes calming her severely wounded heart.

Kin transformation would make the kin crave their master’s [Gift].

She could no longer leave the Demon King; otherwise she would go mad, or even die.

Escape had become nothing more than a pipe dream.

Yet after hearing Liya’s advice, Gabriella surprisingly did not panic.

Her breathing steadied.  

She smiled at Liya and said:

“I came to make some desserts for Demon King-sama. Why are you here, Liya?”

“I’m on night duty tonight. I just happened to pass by~”

“I wanted Her Majesty to have warm cake in the morning. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

Gabriella quietly hid her cross-body bag.

Her voice was perfectly calm, neither overly dramatic nor startled.

“By the way… are you really… pregnant?”  

Liya glanced probingly at her abdomen again.

“Her Majesty hasn’t laid hands on you lately, has she?”

“No!” 

Gabriella replied, a little irritated.

There was no way she could be pregnant with that woman’s child.  

They hadn’t even done anything!

Yet Liya only grew more excited.  

She clasped her hands together and gave a gentle smile.

“Lady Gabriella, please don’t worry about the wedding banquet. We demons take our spouses very seriously.”

“Her Majesty will do everything in her power to pamper you.”

“Mhm.”

Gabriella merely nodded at Liya’s words.  

Feeling a bit guilty, she walked to the table, pretended to busy herself with the cakes, and brushed it off.  

“You don’t need to worry, Miss Liya. I really just couldn’t sleep. Her Majesty and I still have a lot to do tomorrow.”

Only then did Liya leave her side.

Using a spoon, Gabriella scooped the batter bit by bit, smoothed it into the molds, then gave the table a light tap.

She skillfully turned on the oven.  

In a few dozen minutes, fragrant little cakes would be ready.

While cooking, she pondered her plan.

Aside from the protagonist, the Demon King was practically the strongest existence.

Even after years without battle, even after being gravely wounded by rebels, Isabella still retained the combat power of her prime.

Gabriella, however, did not.

Before she was brainwashed and controlled, she had secretly sealed ninety percent of her power inside her own holy sword.

If she could retrieve that holy sword and regain her full strength, she could defeat the Demon King and undo the kin transformation!

Unfortunately, only the Demon King herself knew where that holy sword was hidden.

To get the sword, she had to ask the Demon King.  

And the whole reason she needed the sword was to punish the Demon King.

It felt like an endless loop.

But Gabriella had already thought of a pretty good solution.

“Ahh~”

The girl closed her eyes, parted her lips slightly, covered her mouth as she let out a warm breath, and stretched out her other arm.

Under the high heat, the batter expanded, gradually solidified, turning golden-yellow and gray, as if trying to burst free from the molds and show itself proudly before Gabriella.

The little cakes were done~

Gabriella was already imagining the expression Demon King Isabella would make when she ate them.

Unfortunately, the Demon King rarely got up on her own and wouldn’t see Gabriella working so hard.  

If Gabriella didn’t personally wake her, Isabella could sleep until ten in the morning.

So after finishing the cakes, Gabriella didn’t wait stiffly in the dining hall.  

Instead, she carried the tray straight to the bedroom to find Her Majesty.

To her surprise, it was only half past five and the Demon King was already awake.

“Gabriella?”

Isabella was dozing on the bed, eyes half-open, clearly unwilling to get up.

Only then did Gabriella remember:  

Her Majesty had had a nightmare.

She had probably dreamed of the rebellion again, recalling many sad memories.  

Those cruel recollections really could frighten someone. 

In that battle, nearly all the subordinates Isabella trusted had perished, and she herself had been gravely wounded.

That was when the nightmares began.

“Isabella-sama, I prepared breakfast for you.”  

Thinking this, Gabriella gave a gentle, reassuring smile.

A kind smile like that could always lift the Demon King’s spirits.

As she spoke, Gabriella set the tray on the bedroom table, then helped the silly Demon Kingwho was wearing only underwearout of bed and into a chair.

Isabella had a wonderful figure.

She possessed a body most girls could only dream of.  

The fullness outlined by her underwear was perfectly proportioned on her slender frame, almost bursting forth.

Her plump, long thighs unconsciously pressed together.  

Bare feet stepped onto the carpet as she rubbed her sleepy eyes.

In truth, making just the little cakes wouldn’t have taken this long.

To prepare a full breakfast, Gabriella had to start at fiveassuming the ingredients were prepped the night before.

But on special occasions, she always cooked personally instead of leaving it to the other maids.  

That was part of a personal maid’s duties, including warming the bed.

So this time there wasn’t only cake.

There was also soy milk she made, meat-sauce omelette wraps, sandwiches, and apple sauce.

“As lavish as ever. Gabriella, you really are the best cook I’ve ever met.”

Isabella showed a blissful smile.

As expected, she was delighted.

And the Demon King’s joy was completely within Gabriella’s control.

She would keep pleasing the Demon King, and then…

Seize the chance to obtain information about the holy sword.

Once she had the sword, she could finish off Isabella and break the kin transformation.

Yet when the Demon King praised her cooking, an involuntary blush crept onto Gabriella’s cheeks.

She hesitated.

Wasn’t she being too extreme? 

Maybe there was a more peaceful solution.

The Demon King had treated her pretty well.  

If Isabella found out she was lying, she would be terribly hurt.

“Can I call you wife?” Isabella suddenly asked.

“Isabella-sama, it’s better if you maintain some dignity.”

“Isn’t that my freedom?”

“…Whatever makes Isabella-sama happy.”

“Gabriella’s feelings matter too. We literally just held our wedding yesterday.”

Gabriella felt helpless.

Isabella really did love her, but she was looking through rose-colored glasses.

Cooking, warming the bed…

Those were simply the duties of a personal maid.

Yet this idiot mistook them for love.

The more love-starved someone is, the more sensitive they are to affection.

The Demon King really was pitiful.

Gabriella clasped her hands together, tilted her head slightly, and sat on the sofa across from Isabella, flashing an innocent smile.  

“Thank you, Demon King-sama. I really like you a lot too~”

To keep up the act, she had no choice but to do exactly what her brainwashed self would have done.

It was all part of the plan.

The Demon King eyed the little treats with curiosity.  

She took a careful bite and her face lit up with delight.

“It’s chocolate! From now on, we need to get a lot more of this into the castle!”

“What do you mean? So Demon King-sama already knew about it.”

“Of course. Though… it was a very, very long time ago…”

Isabella’s expression and tone were perfectly natural.

It seemed she truly hadn’t noticed that Gabriella’s memories had returned.

Now it was time for Gabriella to make her move.

She would use every trick in the book to pry out information about the holy sword, making this Demon King who doted on her reveal things from the past~

Of course, Isabella might not actually love her; the process would probably be difficult.

But Gabriella had already made up her mind.

Pretending to be shy yet melancholic, she spoke in a relieved tone:

“Isabella-sama… actually, I want a present.”

“Hm?”  

Isabella smiled brightly.  

“No problem at all. Anything my wife wants.”

This idiot.  

She really is so easy to hook.