And thus, the demon I summoned took on an unexpected appearance.
It had the face of my angel with sheep horns on top of his head. Is that all they have to claim that they’re a demon? It looked like a cheap costume one would wear for a child’s play.
Huh? Why is it so cute? If it’s a demon like this, I’d gladly give up my life.
I think I said something totally out of sorts, but I don’t remember much.
I held him tightly, feeling so happy and overwhelmed by his cuteness, that I forced him to say obscene things until he fainted.
Ah ～～～ He is the right demon～～～
It didn’t matter how ugly he was underneath this if he looked like my angel on the outside. After all, I couldn’t do such a terrible thing to my angel anyway. But with him, I don’t need to hold back since he’s a demon.
I forgot my original goal, but I don’t regret it. The sex felt good; he was cute; it’s the best, isn’t it? I want to do it again.
Furthermore, it has a name. Just from that, I know he’s a pretty high-ranking demon.
There is a hierarchy among demons, and it is said that those who give themselves a name have superior abilities among demons.
I think that demon probably has the ability to reflect the desires of the contractor. What a wonderful ability. I want to keep him for the rest of my life.
“You may have fled and hidden yourselves, but the contract appears to be still in effect. If I call, you’ll come, right? Haha, lucky me.”
The mark of the summoned demon still remained on my shoulder, and I couldn’t help but smile. When I summoned him, I intended to extract information from him and then kill him, but something unexpected happened. However, I don’t feel bad about it at all.
“Well then, let’s go see him again today, shall we?”
Whatever the case may be, that is that and this is this.
To become friends with Canaan-kun, I must remember to visit him on a daily basis.
I think it is time for us to talk about something other than simply saying hello. I wonder how I can make him let his guard down.
I believe that I’m relatively well-liked for my appearance, but I can’t seem to get any further than greetings.
As I thought about such things, I went to the store leisurely, but he was more cautious than usual and was greeted with considerable vigilance. Furthermore, he was behaving strangely and did not even greet me until I approached him. I was taken aback by such behavior.
Such little progress! I thought we were getting along! Was it a mistake, after all, to enter the store with a weapon still on my person?!
But I won’t up. If he didn’t change workplace, there must still be hope for me!
Ignoring the sympathetic murmurs of “Poor Canaan-kun” from my subordinate next to me, I decided to keep going to this shop to meet him again tomorrow.
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TN: And that’s the end~ See you in my next projects! Ehe.
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