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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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The sky was clear and vast. A beautiful, sunny day.
“When the weather is nice~ my drawings turn out well~”
Estia hummed, taking in the scenery. Recalling the feeling of drinking holy water, she created a work of art in her Goddess’s Scripture.
The drawing resembled an abstract piece, similar to Picasso’s style.
“As I thought, holy water makes me draw better! But when is Mister coming back? I’m bored-”
Would he return if she finished a few more drawings?
She hoped he would come back before she filled the entire scripture.
Estia picked up her pen and resumed drawing.
But her concentration was shattered by a sudden commotion.
-Crash!! Bang!!
“W-What?! Is that Saten again!? Why is she making so much noise catching a cat?!”
-Thump! Smash!!
It would probably end soon.
Just a small accident.
“I’ll just go back to drawing~”
But Estia’s assumption proved wrong. The loud, chaotic sounds continued to echo through the house. Estia was forced to put down her pen.
“Noisy… noisy…!! What is Saten doing…!!”
She would scold her when she saw her!
Even though she couldn’t actually scold her, Estia held onto that small hope as she went to find Saten.
‘If I follow the noise, I’ll find her!’
Was she a genius?
Impressed by her own deductive skills, Estia followed the sounds towards the entrance.
‘Why is it so windy? The weather was nice today.’
It must be her imagination!
A strong gust of wind blew through the open doorway, but Estia opened the door without hesitation.
“Saten! I told you to be quiet! You’re going to get scolded… Huh?”
Estia stopped mid-sentence, staring at the scene before her.
Luna and Hare had returned, but…
For some reason, they were fighting with Saten.
And Mister was tied up, unable to move.
How should she interpret this situation?
Estia racked her small brain and reached a conclusion.
“A-A surprise party? When was my birthday again~? H-Haha~ Stop fighting, guys~ I’m surprised enough! Don’t fight~”
Ha, haha.
Estia forced a smile, trying to mediate the fight.
‘But… they look like they’re fighting for real.’
She couldn’t fight like that!
However, they were already engaged in a full-blown brawl, leaving no room for Estia to intervene.
Estia was well aware of her own strengths and weaknesses.
“How dare you… bring Mister back in such a state. How foolish.”
“That’s not it! Just listen to me-!”
“You… you deserve to be punished… severely punished. I can’t forgive such a heartless act.”
“Argh! That’s not what happened! How many times do I have to-!”
“Let’s give up, Luna… It’s easier that way… Let’s just subdue her and be done with it… I miss Mister…”
Luna and Hare whispered to each other.
Saten continued to yell.
“Hmm, who’s at fault…?”
It couldn’t be Mister’s fault!
Judging by what had happened, it was either Hare or Saten…
“Thinking is too tiring! I’ll just skip it!”
Thinking leads to more thinking, so she wouldn’t think.
Estia cautiously approached Mister, keeping an eye on the other three. Then, carefully, she tugged at the ropes, trying not to be noticed.
“Hee hee, Mister, let’s get out of here!”
Estia stealthily dragged Mister away, heading back towards the house.
Slam!
Mister remained unresponsive, still bound by the ropes. Estia’s golden eyes gleamed mischievously.
“It’s been a while, Mister! Just the two of us… alone…?”
Eager to make up for lost time, Estia dragged Mister towards her room, pulling him along by the ropes.
“Hmm… he smells a little different? Is it my imagination?”
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“Y-You… traitors… You should be banished to hell…”
“What?! Why are we traitors! We’re saviors! This is ridiculous!”
No matter how hard Saten tried, she couldn’t defeat Luna and Hare, who had even managed to subdue a Demon Lord.
Bent over, she glared at them with cold, burning eyes.
“You… you have no conscience, no gratitude… How could you do this to Mister, the one who raised us? You traitors.”
“No! I’m trying to explain! Why won’t you listen and keep getting angry?!”
“Saten always thinks she’s right. And she usually is… but…”
When she was wrong, she was spectacularly wrong.
And it took a long time for her to change her mind.
Hare, who had participated in “Mister Studies” with Saten, understood her better than most.
“You’re despicable and vile. More disgusting than any noble- Mmph…!”
“Wait, let’s gag her first! She’s too noisy! Hare, what should we do with her if she won’t listen to reason?”
“We should show her, shouldn’t we?”
“Show her what?”
“That Mister’s body is possessed by a Demon Lord… Maybe then she’ll believe us…?”
“G-Good idea! But where’s Mister?”
Luna looked around.
“Huh?”
But Mister was nowhere to be seen.
A wave of panic washed over Luna.
“M-Mister… h-he’s gone…!!”
There was no way Mister, tied up, could have escaped on his own.
There was only one person missing.
“Hare.”
“…Yeah.”
“I think Estia took the Demon Lord.”
Hare’s expression turned serious as she pulled a dagger from her pocket.
“…Should we kill her?”
“What are you saying?! We can’t kill her! Let’s find them and bring them back!”
You go find Estia.
I’ll keep Saten here.
Luna and Hare nodded in agreement.
They had grown closer after the battle with the Demon Lord.
‘If Hare doesn’t find out about my feelings…! We can stay friends like this!’
Hare was merciless towards rivals!
She had to be careful not to reveal anything.
Luna, determined to maintain her friendship with Hare, approached Saten.
Saten’s wrists were still bleeding, and she needed medical attention.
“Anyway, that’s what happened! Saten, you just sit here and wait! Hare will bring Estia and Mister back soon!”
“H-Hah… do you think I’ll believe that? Mister’s mental fortitude and physical strength are incredible. A Demon Lord possessing Mister’s body? That’s… laughably unbelievable.”
“Sigh… what’s the point of talking to you! Just be quiet!”
Chop-
Luna swiftly struck Saten’s neck with the side of her hand. Saten’s body crumpled to the floor like a rag doll.
“D-Did I… kill her?”
Luna quickly checked Saten’s breathing.
Fortunately, Saten was still alive.
She had avoided becoming a murderer.
“Finally, some peace and quiet! I understand why Mister always complains about the noise!”
She always said ridiculous things!
That’s why he called her noisy?
“…Does that mean… I’ve been saying ridiculous things too?”
No way…
Right…?
Luna shook her head, refusing to accept the possibility.
“T-This isn’t the time! Saten, are you okay?!”
Luna checked Saten’s body for injuries.
Her neck seemed fine, but the bleeding from her wrists wouldn’t stop.
‘I have to stop the bleeding. Saten might bleed to death!’
Luna grabbed Saten’s wrists, trying to stem the flow of blood.
But a geyser of red blood spurted upwards.
She hadn’t learned first aid.
“T-This isn’t working!? W-What should I do?!”
Saten might turn into a cold corpse at this rate…
Luna cleared her mind of panic and chose the quickest solution.
“I have to find Estia.”
She was the only one who could heal this.
Luna hoisted Saten onto her back. Saten was so thin, almost skeletal, that she wasn’t heavy at all.
“…Should I force-feed her? I should stop eating Saten’s leftovers!”
Luna carried Saten back into the house. She had to find Estia quickly. Saten’s life was on the line.
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Estia’s room resembled an artist’s studio. While Mister was away, she had been drinking holy water, drawing to pass the time.
She hadn’t studied at all, and the room was covered in paint and ink stains.
“Y-You won’t scold me, right? Mister? T-This all happened because you weren’t here, so don’t scold me!”
“…”
“But why are you so quiet? You’re just tied up without saying anything. Are you under some kind of spell?”
Mister shook his head, as if denying the accusation. Estia didn’t understand the situation, but she decided to act.
She had been lonely while Mister was away, and she wanted to be compensated.
“I didn’t study hard, but! I waited patiently! So, you have to praise me! Any objections!?”
“…”
Mister remained silent.
But then, as if a good idea had struck him, Greed spoke.
“…No objections. How could I… not praise you?”
“Hmm? That’s obvious! Just act like you usually do!”
“Usually…”
Mister seemed to ponder the word “usually.” Then, he nodded as if he understood.
“As you wish. Then untie these ropes immediately.”
“Okay! I’ll untie them! They must be uncomfortable! Which one of them is at fault?! Hare or Saten…!”
“Hare is more at fault.”
“Really? I thought so!”
Estia, without a shred of suspicion, approached the ropes.
Blinded by her desire for praise, she wasn’t thinking clearly. But as she got closer, she realized something was amiss.
“…What?”
“What is it?”
Sniff-
Estia, without answering, started sniffing Mister’s body. She moved closer, sniffing him all over like a dog.
Greed, seeing his opportunity, spoke.
“If you untie these ropes, I can help you. It’s a shame you haven’t yet.”
“Help me?”
“Yes, if what you desire is this body, I can give it to you.”
“Really?”
He tempted her with the offer of what she desired.
And then, he would take what he wanted.
That was Greed’s method of survival.
When people saw what they wanted, their judgment clouded, their reasoning faltered.
Greed had survived by exploiting this weakness.
But…
“As I thought, you smell different.”
“…What?”
“You’re not Mister, are you?”
What Estia desired wasn’t just the body.
It was the sense of comfort and security she felt when she was with Mister.
Her desire for emotional connection was stronger than her physical desires, allowing her to see through the deception.
Estia walked over to her desk, picked up the cup filled with holy water, and splashed it on Mister.
“G-Gah-!!”
“Eww, don’t scream with Mister’s voice! You nasty thing! You’re giving me goosebumps!”
Holy water dripped from his body. Estia continued to pour, showing no mercy. It was almost like torture.
Her usual cheerful expression was gone, replaced by a cold, impassive mask. Her voice was low and menacing.
“Where is he. You piece of trash.”
Estia radiated a powerful aura, threatening the Demon Lord.
“S-Shit…”
It was the moment Greed realized he wouldn’t die peacefully.
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