Chapter 59: Comfort Her, Please Her~

Gabriella had experienced this exact situation several days ago.

Back then, Isabella had tried to draw out more darkness from within herself, only to become momentarily overwhelmed. 

Scattered fragments of memory surged forth along with the power, temporarily handing the reins to the ancient 【her】.

She would become as forceful as the Evil God herself.

And Gabriella’s solution was very simple.

“Master~”

Gabriella walked forward, sat on the dark-shrouded bed, and settled beside Isabella’s warm body.

“My wife… just now, I temporarily… lost control a little.”

“It’s alright, Master. Tell me everything you saw and felt?”

“It’s… an emotion.”

Isabella hesitated.

She stared at the lips only a dozen centimeters away from her own.

She didn’t want to keep remembering that hatred.

Yet every time Gabriella called her “Master,” it stirred her instincts.

Her demonic wings trembled slightly. 

Shadow coiled around them, revealing faint purplish-crimson patterns—the color unique to the Evil God.

“Hatred. Hatred toward you, Gabriella.”

But Gabriella showed no fear. 

She took Isabella’s arm, tilted her head, and smiled.

“I know~ Master once said she would turn me into her kin. Isn’t now the perfect time?”

Just like before, she slowly climbed onto the bed, only to be pulled into those aggressively possessive arms.

This time the strength was far greater. 

If the previous embraces were ones Gabriella had simply forgotten to escape, this grip now locked her in place, impossible to break free from… In an instant, it reminded her of the years she had been brainwashed, the sense of detachment on the 【execution ground】.

“Nn… guh!”

Lord Evil God was about to make her move.

A soft gasp escaped Gabriella’s lips, as though signaling surrender. 

Then she felt her lips grow wet.

In the searing kiss, Gabriella’s eyes involuntarily rolled upward, slowly closing.

Locked in Isabella’s greedy embrace, she could feel the anger radiating from her.

Yet beneath these actions, no matter what was done to her, Gabriella had no strength to resist.

“No… not like… ah!”

The world spun. 

Gabriella’s back pressed against the warm sheets, her wrists pinned firmly above the pillow.

She opened her hazy eyes and clearly saw one of Isabella’s eyes had become a cross-shaped star.

That eye grew ever more provocative.

“Gabriella, I hate you.”

She wasn’t sure whether it was the Evil God Isabella or the Demon King Isabella speaking.

But in the end, they were the same person.

So rather than true hatred, it was merely a way to vent anger through words.

She was furious—at the current state of the demon race, at herself, and perhaps most of all at the existence of the Divine Maiden.

From past experience, this kind of anger never lasted long.

Isabella’s mental strength was immense; soon she would calm down, and the two 【hers】 would gradually merge back into one.

Gabriella recalled what Liya had said… The Evil God had been killed by humans, leaving behind the Evil Trees.

What depth of despair could make her death continue tormenting the world and create so many demonic kin?

So.

It was perfectly normal for Isabella to suddenly recall something, feel her mood plummet, and briefly lose rationality.

But Gabriella had a different thought.

Why make Master stop?

Two sets of memories belonging to the same person were clashing.

To Gabriella, it was nothing more than the Demon King’s little tantrum.

“Mhm, Lord Evil God… please, enjoy me~”

Gabriella smiled sweetly. 

Her cheeks flushed deeper crimson. 

Her longing eyes and completely defenseless body were pinned beneath Isabella—such submissive words only stoked greater greed and desire.

Everything was within her calculations.

The fundamental difference between the Evil God and the Demon King wasn’t their memories.

It was their feelings toward her.

Isabella loved her. 

The Evil God hated her.

So all she had to do was show the Evil God Isabella just how worthy of love she truly was~

Comforting was far more effective than persuasion when soothing someone lost in turmoil.

And Gabriella had plenty of experience in that.

“Please enjoy me~ Then… you’ll feel… mm, happy, right?” 

Gabriella’s voice had already turned soft and melting amid the waves.

Isabella’s hand slid to her thigh…

“Gabriella…”

At that moment, a clash and brief struggle erupted between Isabella’s memories and emotions, finally reaching harmony.

One hand pinned Gabriella’s wrists; the other naturally moved downward…

No longer hiding her sharp edges, the demonic tail wrapped in shadow swayed back and forth, brushing against Gabriella’s cheek as if hinting at something.

“I am… your outlet… you can use me anytime… mm♡”

“Fu… ahnn.”

“Aaaaaaah…”

Amid the slight trembling, Gabriella only felt her mind growing feverish.

Then came that familiar sensation of darkness filling her from within.

But this time it wasn’t nearly as profound.

Above her head, the dark halo of corruption that had been closing reappeared.

Yet now, a strand of silver-white light twined around the black ring, intertwining and growing—like a black hand and a white hand interlacing fingers, feeling each other’s warmth.

With a final kiss sealing away whatever sound Gabriella made—be it a plea for help or a cry of desire—those emotions were digested inside her body.

All of it was to teach the Evil God how to love.

…

When the darkness finally receded, Isabella gazed at the exhausted Gabriella, gently shifting into a softer position and pulling her back into her arms.

Isabella had regained her senses.

The resurgence of shadow had left her exhilarated; her thoughts were even clearer than before. 

She had grown stronger again.

And all of it was because of the girl in her embrace.

She touched her own lips, not yet dispelling the lingering shadow in the room, savoring the moment of Gabriella’s submission—until she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking at the girl she had bullied into dazed, glassy eyes and a completely limp body, she wanted to find an excuse but didn’t know what to say.

“Gabriella… you seduced me?”

Gabriella’s sticky lips only mumbled something. Hearing Isabella’s voice, she proactively reached out, looping her arms around Isabella’s neck.

“I… didn’t… seduce you at all~”

“Seduce?”

Isabella’s expression turned complicated.

She changed Gabriella into fresh clothes and tidied the silver hair she had thoroughly mussed.

Only after several dozen minutes did Gabriella finally regain some clarity. 

She hugged her burning face, curled up inside the blanket, and pondered exactly what she had just done?!

The more she thought about it, the hotter her head became.

Seeing Isabella’s worried, hesitant expression, she had turned back into that same silly idiot.

Whether it was the Evil God or Demon King Isabella—they were both soft, silly fools~

And I… only like her a little. I just want to save the world, that’s all♡