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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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Somewhere in the abyss, where Marcosias’s 5th Legion was located, in the underworld of Pandemonium.
“Great Marcosias…! This matter must not be taken lightly!”
“…Silence.”
“…!”
Darian had disappeared.
‘Have you forgotten the grace I bestowed upon you, Darian?’
He wasn’t sure if demons were capable of trust, but Marcosias held Darian in high regard. She had carried out his orders without hesitation until now.
“Hmm…”
But she had vanished without a trace. He had merely ordered her to bring a single human man.
Marcosias knew that Darian didn’t have much time left to live. If she had died before fulfilling the demon contract, her soul, and the power he had lent her, should have returned to him.
But nothing had happened. Her consciousness… still lingered somewhere.
Marcosias could only conclude that Darian had planned a way to avoid the risks of the demon contract.
“Did you dare hide a dagger… or…”
It meant that the human man must have had a hand in it. Was that human truly capable of annihilating the 14th Order?
-Rumble!
Marcosias rose from his chair. His enormous frame seemed to almost touch the ceiling of the palace.
-Oooooh!!
-Great one…
The surrounding demons bowed their heads. It was rare for him to rise from his seat.
It would have been a comical sight to an outsider… but the atmosphere was heavy with the pressure emanating from Marcosias.
“I shall go greet him.”
“…!”
“If there are creatures aiding him… find out who they are, without exception.”
“As you command!”
With that, Marcosias cracked his neck and grinned. That man had touched a subordinate of a great demon, something he shouldn’t have done.
Then he would repay him in kind. Every single person around him.
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-Click.
When Aria opened the door to Lev’s room, she was met with darkness. The cold air from the hallway began to mix with the warm, humid air inside. The scent of two people… tickled Aria’s nose.
“Mr. Lev…?”
At Aria’s cautious question, Lev, who had been sitting on the bed, started to approach her.
“!”
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Aria could make out Lev’s form. His upper body was bare. He seemed to have just showered, as a pleasant scent and moisture clung to him.
“…”
Even though Lev was standing right in front of her, the blanket on his bed was still raised. The prefect of Seraphi Dormitory, Yeriel, must be under there.
At this shocking scene, Aria’s pupils, reflecting her conservative values, began to tremble violently.
“Ah…?”
Her body froze. Like when she felt Andras’s presence, she had witnessed a private moment between two people that she shouldn’t have seen.
“…Sorry…”
As Aria tried to escape into the hallway,
-Grab!
Lev followed her out and grabbed her wrist.
“Wait, let’s talk.”
Once again, an inexplicable moisture blurred her vision.
‘Why… me…!’
The memory of her whispering “I like you” several times in her room while thinking of Lev flashed through her mind.
Ever since she met Lev Denec, her emotions had been in constant turmoil.
It was embarrassing. She wanted to erase it all if she could. She resented herself for having such delusions based on the fact that he had merely agreed to help her with her revenge.
‘He clearly knew…!’
She was a fool. Yeriel held Lev’s affections. She had thought she was ahead.
As always, his voice was calm and even,
“It’s a misunderstanding…”
His voice, which usually soothed her, was clearly… a lie this time. Why would a young man and woman be in the same bed? Especially when the man was freshly showered and naked.
“…I’m sure it is.”
Sharp words escaped Aria’s lips.
“I apologize for entering your room without knocking. But… it would have been nice… if you had given me a warning.”
“…”
“I’m… a fool… so when Mr. Lev acts like that towards me… I start having delusions.”
“…Aria. It’s not what you think.”
“I…it’s okay. You don’t have to say that…”
“…”
“I’m sorry, but no one would believe it after seeing this…”
That was when it happened.
-!
Lev’s form pressed against Aria, who had been backed against the wall. And his head lowered slowly.
-!!!
…Their lips met.
Aria’s eyes widened for a moment, then slowly closed.
-…
Even though it was clearly her first time, the ash-gray-haired man skillfully led her. Warm, soft… a feeling of floating and warmth spreading through her body.
Unfamiliar sensations washed over her, and she gasped for breath. She felt herself becoming intoxicated by his pheromones as they shared saliva, but the lingering scent of Yeriel… taunted her.
And she wanted to claim him. She, Aria Bluebell, wanted to envelop him, to cover all the thoughts he had about her.
-…
Only the sound of their kiss echoed for a while in the silent hallway.
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“Haa…”
Even though it wasn’t long, Aria’s eyes were completely unfocused. And as his face slowly pulled away, Aria realized that his large hands had been inside her waistband, and all over her back.
‘…’
She had done it. She was already drenched, both mentally and physically, by him. Lev flicked the hook of Aria’s taut underwear with his index finger and lowered his head again.
“!”
She squeezed her eyes shut, but this time, it was different. His lips were at her ear, and he whispered,
“…Shall we go to your room?”
“…!”
Aria’s body tensed. So that was just the prelude. She wanted to follow him right away and experience it again, just once more.
She had been so clumsy; she felt she could do better next time.
But… Aria had just returned from practice at the academy. She was sweaty… what if she smelled…? And her underwear… what kind was she… wearing…
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‘…What am I doing?’
Like a devout priestess, her reason quickly returned. Above all, the scent of Yeriel clinging to him appealed to Aria’s sense of propriety.
Lev’s slightly lowered head, his hair, brushed against her.
“…I like you, Aria… truly.”
“…”
-Slide.
Aria gently removed Lev’s hand from her body. Looking up at his eyes, she declared with an impassive expression,
“…Mr. Lev…”
“…”
“…You’re the worst.”
“…Sorry.”
With that, Aria returned to her own room.
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After seeing Aria off… and returning to my room… I woke up as morning arrived, perhaps because I had slept uncomfortably in the chair, or perhaps because I had started training early recently.
‘It’s warm.’
I was covered with a blanket. And Yeriel, sitting on the edge of the bed, was watching me. She hesitated, then cautiously spoke.
“Lev… I’m sorry…”
“What is there to be sorry about?”
“You know. I really… just waited for Lev… but… I don’t remember what happened yesterday……”
Seeing her shrink back anxiously, I gently pulled her arm.
“Come here.”
“Lev…?”
I sat her down on my lap and covered us with the blanket.
“Wh, what are you doing…! Lev…!”
“Just stay like this for a moment.”
Her warm body calmed me.
-…
Our anxieties seemed to cancel each other out. Yeriel asked in a trembling voice,
“…Did… something happen to my body…?”
“Probably not.”
“Then, could it be…! Did I accidentally drink alcohol…?”
Her wild guesses were cute. I brushed her messy hair and said,
“Yeriel, it’s alright.”
“…Did I… do something wrong to Lev yesterday…?”
“No, not really. Nothing happened.”
“Then why was I sleeping in your room?”
“…”
You pounced on me.
I swallowed the words.
“What, Lev… are you trying to tease me again…?”
“I’m not teasing you anymore.”
“…Huh?”
As if disappointed by my words, Yeriel turned to look at me. Her innocent eyes sparkled as if begging to be devoured.
-Ding.
Fortunately, Fallen Angel Transformation had decreased by one stage. Captivated by her beauty, I replied,
“…Because I feel bad.”
“…Why do you feel bad, Lev…? Sorry, I must have said something yesterday…!”
“Well… if you must know… Yeriel did define our relationship as dormitory prefect and dormitory student.”
“Huh…? Ah… I did??”
Unsure why she had said such a thing, or perhaps because she couldn’t refute it, she immediately became dejected, her gaze falling to the floor.
I smiled faintly and replied,
“I don’t think of it that way.”
“…!”
At my words, Yeriel’s gaze returned to meet mine.
“R, really…?”
“Yes.”
“Th, then…? Lev…! What do you think…?”
“Well… before that, Yeriel, can I ask you a favor?”
“Yes? What is it?”
“The selection test is in a few days, right? Please take care of Aria.”
“Okay.”
“…We had a bit of a fight.”
“Alright.”
Yeriel turned completely and started fixing my bangs.
“Lev, you should apologize.”
“…Me?”
“Yes. Sweet Aria wouldn’t have done anything wrong.”
I had thought she would always take my side.
“…You’re right.”
“That’s right, Lev. You’re a good person.”
I wasn’t that good of a person. Seeing her smile made me feel even more guilty about what I had done to Aria.
“Ah, my answer to your question from earlier…”
“…?!”
“It might be the same as how Yeriel feels about me.”
With that, I stood up and,
“…Eh????! W, wait!”
wrapped Yeriel in the blanket.
“Lev…?…!”
Then I gently placed her back on the bed.
“Get some more rest. I’ll go down and prepare breakfast.”
I quickly retreated downstairs to the first floor of Seraphi Dormitory.
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Seraphi Dormitory pantry. I slumped to the floor. If it hadn’t been for Aria’s sudden appearance, I might have completely lost control with Yeriel while she was asleep.
-…Mr. Lev… you’re the worst.
And she was right. I had known about their feelings for me… yet I had deliberately ignored them, letting the situation escalate to this point.
I had been duly punished for the sin of carelessly teasing Yeriel, who always accommodated me.
I wanted to care for her and watch over her more… but because of what I had done to Aria, I couldn’t bear to look at Yeriel’s face. If this precarious relationship continued…
‘I’ll be sunk…’
I might cross a point of no return. Well, considering what would happen in Chapter 4, this ambiguous relationship between the three of us would come to an end.
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‘…This is driving me crazy.’
Even as I picked out ingredients, it kept replaying in my head.
-…Mr. Lev… you’re the worst.
Aria’s tearful words echoed in my ears. I had done something unforgivable to her.
‘I wish she had yelled at me more.’
I had even stolen a kiss from her, aggressively pushing forward, out of fear that she might notice the black magic emanating from Yeriel.
If Aria started suspecting Yeriel of having black magic as well… it would disrupt the unity of Edwin’s party.
‘Am I… any different from Kaelan…’
The main heroines all shared one thing in common: they considered the original Lev Denec’s style, in other words, a playboy like Kaelan, to be the worst…
It couldn’t be helped.
In fact, considering what Aria would soon have to do for me… it would be better for her to hate me, to think of me as trash.
Chapter 4, the Hero Candidate Selection Test.
The last chapter before the appearance of the ally from Chapter 5, Saintess Psyche…
The clue to removing Yeriel’s Fallen Angel curse, the completion of Aria’s revenge against Andras…
and the way for me to return to my original world…
were all here.
I didn’t want to put Yeriel and Aria, the two I cared for, in danger any longer. So… if I sacrificed myself, I just had to endure this one last time.
The last card I needed to achieve all of this had also come into my hand yesterday.
-Ding.
Having come this far, there was no turning back. The day I would confess everything to them… would come soon.
‘…It’ll be hard to be understood.’
I opened the reward window to check the abilities I had inherited from Darian.
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damn