Chapter 19: Don’t be proud
“Well then, good night Demon King-sama.”
I climbed onto the back of Black Dragon-san again and kicked off the balcony as Black Dragon-san flew into the night sky. Demon King-sama, who was getting farther away, waved at me until he disappeared from sight.
“Hey, Hiira-chan.”
Black Dragon-san spoke directly to my head with magic.
“To be honest, what do you think of the Demon King-sama?”
“Well. . .I think he’s a wonderful person.”
“I see.”
Black Dragon-san seemed to laugh a little.
“Then, what about Synovidos? Which one do you like more, him or Demon King-sama?”
“Eh? I don’t know how to answer that. . .”
I didn’t know how to respond to the sudden question.
“I love and respect both Synovidos and Demon King-sama as men.”
“Then, if both Demon King-sama and Synovidos said, ‘Be my woman,’ which one would you choose?”
“Eh. . .”
“Come on, what would you do~?”
I fell silent. I felt like the sound of wings suddenly became louder.
I was just confused by the question that I had never thought about before.
“But both of them wouldn’t look at me like that, would they? It’s me we’re talking about, me.”
“Is that so? Well, that’s fine, Hiira-chan.”
I looked up at the sky. The twinkling stars in the jet-black sky were as beautiful as Demon King-sama’s hair and had a deep, mysterious color like Synovidos’ black attire.
“It’s a waste for the two. As for me. . .”
“Is that so?”
“I’ve always been told that I’m plain, unfashionable, and have no cuteness. Besides, I’m a saint who was treated badly by Kasdar and then abandoned.”
Suddenly,
I felt a jolt of pain in my stomach and instinctively touched it with my hand as if to protect it.
To blow away the unpleasant memories, I made a bright voice.
“So if someone of the opposite sex confesses their feelings to me, I might have to decline and say I’m not good enough.”
“Eh, no wayーー.”
“Anyway, both of them don’t look at me like that! Ahaha.”
*Pat pat.*
Black Dragon-san didn’t give his usual rough response to my light tapping.
He escorted me to my room on the second floor of the cafeteria.
Before leaving, Black Dragon-san glanced down at me with his dragon eyes and spoke.
“Hey.”
His mouth was so big that it looked like he could swallow me in one bite.
What I heard from there was a gentle voice that was concerned about me.
“The one who said you were plain and had no cuteness was that scum, right?”
Asked in a surprisingly serious tone, I nodded nervously.
“. . .Uh, yes. . .”
“Geez. Listen, okay? Scum is just scum. What are you going to do if you believe what scum says and get trapped by it?”
Black Dragon-san leaned in close to me, almost rubbing his nose against mine.
“Here, you can pet me.”
“Eh, okay. If you say so.”
I timidly petted him like Demon King-sama did, and he closed his golden eyes in pleasure.
“I only allow Demon King-sama and Hiira-chan to pet me. If Hiira-chan was a boring person, I wouldn’t even bother being a mediator between her and Demon King-sama.”
“Black Dragon-san. . .”
“It’s important to be dignified. You’re the [saint loved by the earth], after all.”
With that, Black Dragon-san raised his head and stood up his huge body. His wings spread out with a rustle.
“Well then, sleep well and show Demon King-sama your energetic face again.”
Black Dragon-san flapped his large wings and flew towards the full moon.
As I watched his large body disappear, I felt warmth in my chest.
“. . .That’s right. I’ve decided to start a new life.”
Demon King-sama, Synovidos, Black Dragon-san, and the adventurers who support me.
Many people are supporting my fresh start, so I have to be positive too.
Well, whether Demon King-sama and Synovidos see me as a girl or not, that’s beside the point.
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