Becoming a magician in another world

"Where is this place?"

Sam tilted his head alone in the snow-white space.

"Yes, it is true that the Lucky Color Demon King pierced my chest and my consciousness became distant. ...Huh? Am I dead?"

Look around, the white world is everywhere.

I am sure it is the afterlife.

“Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu! That perverted demon king, he’s talking about turning you into a demon king, but at the same time he’s killing you, what the hell!”

"No, you're not dead yet."

"hehe?"

Suddenly, I heard a voice other than Sam's, and I searched for the owner of the voice as if I had been shot.

The owner of the voice is right before my eyes.

"Who?"

In front of Sam was the narrow-lined Younan.

His appearance was so neat that no one would envy him. Although I had never seen a young man with blond hair and a smile, I always felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Hi, Samuel Chater."

The voice also sounded familiar.

Sam thought as he spoke the young man's name.

"--Lepsy?"

He nodded to a confused Sam, as if to say that was correct.

"Really? It's completely different from the last time we met."

The demon Sam fights, Lepsi Daniels, is a dark alien.

However, the young man in front of him looked like a human.

However, he made it clear to Sam that the atmosphere and impression he felt was that of Repsey.

"To be precise, it is that remnant. I am dead. However, my consciousness remains in the power entrusted to you. My duty is to be your signpost."

"Rather than saying it was entrusted, it's more like it was handed over without saying whether it was there or not."

"The loser has something to offer the winner. For I have nothing to offer except strength."

"As a result, I almost died!"

"Indeed. You are now on the brink of going to the Devil or death."

"Really? Whose fault is it?"

Sam sighed deliberately, but Repsi kept smiling without caring.

"What should I say? Don't get crazy. I have things I want to do and things I want to say, but what should I say if we meet like this?" "I also have a lot of things I want to say to you. But now is not the time. Yes, one day, I will have time to meet and chat with you again."

"What do you mean?"

Sam raised his doubts, but Repsy just seemed to smile vaguely and didn't want to answer.

It seems that he doesn't intend to talk nonsense. He just has something to say.

"that"

"what happened?"

"They are your siblings, can't they do something about that?"

"........."

"Hey, don't turn your head away. This way!"

"Well, I admit that I was a little overprotective."

"No, no, not at that level!"

"How are Günter Bignaz and Endo Tomoya?"

"Ok!"

Answered immediately.

The Daniels siblings are difficult Bracon, but Günter and Existence, who perform perverted acts like breathing, are better than the lucky pervert demon king.

"Although I care about both of you, if that's the case, I can entrust it to you."

"——Is it wrong to force it?"

"Then, for my part, I also want you to become the Demon King."

"Hey, hey, change the subject!"

"Before you can use my power, you must be tested first."

"So, hey!" Lepsi smiled and dodged Sam's request, walked over and stretched out her hand.

He placed his hands over Sam's eyes and his vision darkened.

"I pray that you complete the test safely. -Good night"

Faster than Sam could say anything, the view darkened again. "White Day commemoration? Revenge"

Gunter, in his nude apron, stood before a large quantity of white chocolate bubbling in a pot. Ignatz swallowed with a gulp.

"——I was once a poor man who failed on Valentine's Day. Some people may laugh because they did nothing. But! Günter Ignaz took White Valentine's Day and declared his love for Sam!"

Guluo stared at the pot with wide eyes.

In the pot, I asked the merchant in the palace to help me order it. The high-quality white chocolate was cooked full.

Honestly, it looks hot.

Yunte's mind flashed back to what happened on Valentine's Day.

Sam's plan to eat it wrapped in chocolate was ruined by minor burns all over his body, but he would not make that mistake this time.

"——Huh. Calm down, Günter. We trained our heat tolerance for this day, didn't we? If I can express my love to Sam, I won't regret it even if this body rots!"

"Um, Mr. Günter."

咕噜 咕噜

"What's wrong? Now, the sacred ceremony is still going on. If you need anything, please keep it brief!"

"No, is there something wrong? Any questions?"

"Say it!"

"Why would you wrap cooked chocolate around your body? Human skin temperature can also soften it appropriately. Actually, I did that, too."

Gunter, who received Kerry's legitimate opinion, shrugged.

“So mom is stupid! This boiled chocolate is the same as my love! Human muscle? Haha, because there is defense, mom is far from it! As long as there is love full of me, there is no heat of boiling chocolate!”

"——Great, Mr. Günther! I admire you! You did what I couldn't do without hesitation, and I was moved by your kindness! Please let me help you!"

Kerry grabbed the pot with his pupils flickering.

"Oh, wait a minute. Even though it seems impossible, let's chat for a while. Take a deep breath first.—"

"I'm leaving!"

"Gee, yeah ...

Gunther yelled as he was doused in hot white chocolate.

And, as expected, Purple is still enjoying time with his family. ?Mulian was dispatched urgently, and as expected of Gunter, he was slightly injured.

However, the chocolate solidified and Günter, unable to move, asked for help. However, no one, including his parents, came to help, and it took a whole day for Kerry to lick the chocolate and be rescued.

"......Let's do it normally next year." As a result, after reflecting on the pervert who couldn't even give chocolate, he decided to change to normal from next year.

way of doing.

--Notice--

The perverts in this game have received special training, so don't imitate them.

Also cherish food.

The chocolate was eaten by the staff (Mr. Kerry).