“Gags and Aftermath”
“Now that the pest is gone, let me replenish my Rolando-kyun supply—Gebora.“
“Why are you saying such creepy things?”
Having locked Belphegor away in a subspace, Nagartinya made a rather unsettling comment, one that made me involuntarily punch her in the gut. However, this probably didn’t have much effect.
Still, I knew that if I just glared at her without saying anything, I’d start tripping over thoughts like, “Oh no, I’m getting disdainful looks from this shota.” So, I chose to punch her for the simple sake of making a retort.
“A-As expected of my disciple. Your entire sequence, from me approaching to having a fist fly into my abdomen, was flawless…”
“That doesn’t matter. Why did you come here and interfere with my fun?”
I hadn’t planned to contact Nagartinya about this incident, and the sudden turn of events left me with no time to do so.
Nevertheless, she appeared at an opportune moment that seemed far from coincidental. Judging by the fact that she knew about this incident, considering she dispatched Belphegor before he and I could engage in a serious battle, it was evident that she wanted to stop this from happening.
“You… you’ve been watching me and everything that happened here.”
“Gulp, wh-what are you talking about? I just happened to…”
“If you want to save me, that’s fine, but I won’t talk to you again.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been watching you all along. Occasionally, I peek in too. And sometimes, I enjoy myself in bed.”
“I don’t need to hear about that!”
I delivered a remark that hit Nagartinya hard, making her bow her head immediately. It seemed that I had unintentionally glimpsed the preferences of a woman well over 250 years old. She shouldn’t indulge herself like that with a human; it’s just wrong.
As we engaged in this rather pointless exchange, Belial, the current Demon Lord, approached us while carrying Saniya. It appeared that when Nagartinya had forcibly removed Belphegor from Saniya’s body, Saniya had lost consciousness and nearly fell.
“To let a child end up like this without doing anything, don’t you think a child with a foolish parent is unfortunate, Demon Lord Belial?”
“…”
Nagartinya directed harsh words at Belial, who furrowed his brows in response. In his place, I gave Nagartinya a light chop on the head.
“Ow! Rolando-kun, what are you doing!?”
“A spinster who hasn’t experienced marriage or childbirth has no right to criticize a Demon Lord.”
“Ugh… Well done, Rolando-kun. That one hit me pretty hard…”
Ignoring Nagartinya’s complaint as she clutched her non-existent chest, I gave Belial some support.
“I’m sorry for what this loli hag said. I’ll talk to her later.”
“N-No worries. The witch speaks the truth. I did notice something was amiss with my daughter, but I didn’t take any action.”
Belial replied while looking into his daughter’s face as he held her, wearing a sorrowful expression. He seemed full of regret for not having taken action sooner. As he gently touched Saniya’s bangs, he showed his fatherly side.
“Uh… where am I?”
“Are you awake, Saniya? Are you hurt anywhere?”
“No, I’m not hurt anywhere. I’m fine.”
Belial showed concern for his awakened daughter. Watching their interaction, the same old spinster couldn’t help but intervene.
“Trying to act like a parent now? It’s a bit too late, isn’t it?”
“…”
“That’s why you’ll never get any stronger, you know—Fwoah, fwoah, fwanfwoah, fwanito furlunfwa!? (Ouch! H-Hey, Rolando-kun, what are you doing!?)”
“You’re an irredeemable person. Do you have no compassion? You’re nothing but a monster in the form of a human!”
In response to Nagartinya’s heartless comment, I grabbed her cheek and pulled it sideways. She protested, saying, “Fwoah, fwoah, fwanfwoah (it hurts, it hurts),” but I didn’t care. Her cheek pinching was nowhere near as serious as the emotional pain Belial had suffered.
Moreover, if she really wanted to, she could easily break free from my grip. Her not doing so indicated that this situation wasn’t life-threatening for her.
After all, considering her status couldn’t be analyzed with “Super Analysis,” she was undoubtedly in the realm of SSS or higher, possibly even SSSS+.
I had no way of knowing how long it would take me to reach such heights with my training, but I was determined to catch up and surpass her. I might not stake it on my grandfather’s name, but…
“Phew, that hurt…”
“Just stay quiet.”
“If you’d give me a kiss, I’d be qui… fugoo!”
I instantly understood what she was about to say and seized her face, then transitioned into an Iron Claw. Gradually increasing the pressure on my hand, I slammed her into the ground in one go.
Taken by surprise at being thrown like that, she was buried in the ground and lay there motionless.
“For now, let’s leave that idiot and return to the Demon Lord’s room.”
“Y-Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”
“Y-Yes.”
Stunned by the shocking exchange between me and Nagartinya, the two of them replied absentmindedly. From there, we headed back to the Demon Lord’s room, but soon enough, the Seven Demon Generals burst in.
“What’s going on, Demon Lord-sama!?”
“Did some intruders breach the castle?”
Well, after all that commotion, there was no way they wouldn’t have noticed. Belial calmed down the Seven Demon Generals and explained the situation, including the resurrection of the previous Demon Lord Belphegor and his sealing by the Witch of Disaster Nagartinya.
After hearing the story, the Seven Demon Generals couldn’t hide their astonishment, but now that they finally noticed my presence, they began to question me.
“We understand the situation, but who is this human child?”
“He seems to be quite skilled, but what is a human doing in the Demon Realm?”
“This person is Rolando-dono, the disciple of the Witch of Disaster—”
“No, no, don’t call me that. It’s nauseating. I’m just someone who received combat training from her.”
“Why are you saying such mean things! After all, we spent such a passionate night together…”
While some of the Seven Demon Generals were cautious and showed hostility towards me, others understood my status as an extraordinary opponent and my connection to the Witch of Disaster, which led to acceptance.
In the midst of this serious atmosphere, Nagartinya once again appeared out of nowhere and disrupted the seriousness. Despite her appearance as a teenage beauty, her personality was that of an airheaded, tactless, and over two hundred fifty-year-old woman.
“She’s an incredibly difficult person to deal with, and I’m constantly tempted to just make her disappear from this place.”
“…Uh, Rolando-kyun? Your thoughts seem to be leaking from your head?”
“…”
Oops, it seems like my mouth moved on its own due to her irritating attitude. But since it was what I truly felt, I had no regrets or remorse.
And so, we prevented a clash between demons and humans. However, I couldn’t help but feel a bit unsatisfied since I was looking forward to facing a strong opponent and had it stolen away.
“Gags and Aftermath”
“Now that the pest is gone, let me replenish my Rolando-kyun supply—Gebora.“
“Why are you saying such creepy things?”
Having locked Belphegor away in a subspace, Nagartinya made a rather unsettling comment, one that made me involuntarily punch her in the gut. However, this probably didn’t have much effect.
Still, I knew that if I just glared at her without saying anything, I’d start tripping over thoughts like, “Oh no, I’m getting disdainful looks from this shota.” So, I chose to punch her for the simple sake of making a retort.
“A-As expected of my disciple. Your entire sequence, from me approaching to having a fist fly into my abdomen, was flawless…”
“That doesn’t matter. Why did you come here and interfere with my fun?”
I hadn’t planned to contact Nagartinya about this incident, and the sudden turn of events left me with no time to do so.
Nevertheless, she appeared at an opportune moment that seemed far from coincidental. Judging by the fact that she knew about this incident, considering she dispatched Belphegor before he and I could engage in a serious battle, it was evident that she wanted to stop this from happening.
“You… you’ve been watching me and everything that happened here.”
“Gulp, wh-what are you talking about? I just happened to…”
“If you want to save me, that’s fine, but I won’t talk to you again.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been watching you all along. Occasionally, I peek in too. And sometimes, I enjoy myself in bed.”
“I don’t need to hear about that!”
I delivered a remark that hit Nagartinya hard, making her bow her head immediately. It seemed that I had unintentionally glimpsed the preferences of a woman well over 250 years old. She shouldn’t indulge herself like that with a human; it’s just wrong.
As we engaged in this rather pointless exchange, Belial, the current Demon Lord, approached us while carrying Saniya. It appeared that when Nagartinya had forcibly removed Belphegor from Saniya’s body, Saniya had lost consciousness and nearly fell.
“To let a child end up like this without doing anything, don’t you think a child with a foolish parent is unfortunate, Demon Lord Belial?”
“…”
Nagartinya directed harsh words at Belial, who furrowed his brows in response. In his place, I gave Nagartinya a light chop on the head.
“Ow! Rolando-kun, what are you doing!?”
“A spinster who hasn’t experienced marriage or childbirth has no right to criticize a Demon Lord.”
“Ugh… Well done, Rolando-kun. That one hit me pretty hard…”
Ignoring Nagartinya’s complaint as she clutched her non-existent chest, I gave Belial some support.
“I’m sorry for what this loli hag said. I’ll talk to her later.”
“N-No worries. The witch speaks the truth. I did notice something was amiss with my daughter, but I didn’t take any action.”
Belial replied while looking into his daughter’s face as he held her, wearing a sorrowful expression. He seemed full of regret for not having taken action sooner. As he gently touched Saniya’s bangs, he showed his fatherly side.
“Uh… where am I?”
“Are you awake, Saniya? Are you hurt anywhere?”
“No, I’m not hurt anywhere. I’m fine.”
Belial showed concern for his awakened daughter. Watching their interaction, the same old spinster couldn’t help but intervene.
“Trying to act like a parent now? It’s a bit too late, isn’t it?”
“…”
“That’s why you’ll never get any stronger, you know—Fwoah, fwoah, fwanfwoah, fwanito furlunfwa!? (Ouch! H-Hey, Rolando-kun, what are you doing!?)”
“You’re an irredeemable person. Do you have no compassion? You’re nothing but a monster in the form of a human!”
In response to Nagartinya’s heartless comment, I grabbed her cheek and pulled it sideways. She protested, saying, “Fwoah, fwoah, fwanfwoah (it hurts, it hurts),” but I didn’t care. Her cheek pinching was nowhere near as serious as the emotional pain Belial had suffered.
Moreover, if she really wanted to, she could easily break free from my grip. Her not doing so indicated that this situation wasn’t life-threatening for her.
After all, considering her status couldn’t be analyzed with “Super Analysis,” she was undoubtedly in the realm of SSS or higher, possibly even SSSS+.
I had no way of knowing how long it would take me to reach such heights with my training, but I was determined to catch up and surpass her. I might not stake it on my grandfather’s name, but…
“Phew, that hurt…”
“Just stay quiet.”
“If you’d give me a kiss, I’d be qui… fugoo!”
I instantly understood what she was about to say and seized her face, then transitioned into an Iron Claw. Gradually increasing the pressure on my hand, I slammed her into the ground in one go.
Taken by surprise at being thrown like that, she was buried in the ground and lay there motionless.
“For now, let’s leave that idiot and return to the Demon Lord’s room.”
“Y-Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”
“Y-Yes.”
Stunned by the shocking exchange between me and Nagartinya, the two of them replied absentmindedly. From there, we headed back to the Demon Lord’s room, but soon enough, the Seven Demon Generals burst in.
“What’s going on, Demon Lord-sama!?”
“Did some intruders breach the castle?”
Well, after all that commotion, there was no way they wouldn’t have noticed. Belial calmed down the Seven Demon Generals and explained the situation, including the resurrection of the previous Demon Lord Belphegor and his sealing by the Witch of Disaster Nagartinya.
After hearing the story, the Seven Demon Generals couldn’t hide their astonishment, but now that they finally noticed my presence, they began to question me.
“We understand the situation, but who is this human child?”
“He seems to be quite skilled, but what is a human doing in the Demon Realm?”
“This person is Rolando-dono, the disciple of the Witch of Disaster—”
“No, no, don’t call me that. It’s nauseating. I’m just someone who received combat training from her.”
“Why are you saying such mean things! After all, we spent such a passionate night together…”
While some of the Seven Demon Generals were cautious and showed hostility towards me, others understood my status as an extraordinary opponent and my connection to the Witch of Disaster, which led to acceptance.
In the midst of this serious atmosphere, Nagartinya once again appeared out of nowhere and disrupted the seriousness. Despite her appearance as a teenage beauty, her personality was that of an airheaded, tactless, and over two hundred fifty-year-old woman.
“She’s an incredibly difficult person to deal with, and I’m constantly tempted to just make her disappear from this place.”
“…Uh, Rolando-kyun? Your thoughts seem to be leaking from your head?”
“…”
Oops, it seems like my mouth moved on its own due to her irritating attitude. But since it was what I truly felt, I had no regrets or remorse.
And so, we prevented a clash between demons and humans. However, I couldn’t help but feel a bit unsatisfied since I was looking forward to facing a strong opponent and had it stolen away.
