Devil two hundred and five

"...Can you stop acting like you have hemorrhoids?"

Helen finally couldn't take it anymore, put down the binoculars, and yelled at me.

I rubbed my hair - I was helpless too.Although I know that 90.00% of it is my psychological effect, things like □really painful still force me to constantly adjust my sitting posture.

The matter started a few days ago. All in all, at that time Minato agreed to my request to suppress him very unexpectedly.Afterwards, as a brave man who kept his word, he did fulfill his promise.I kissed Minato's hair and released it several times in his body.

Although this is my first time doing gong, I think I did a good job.The King of Angels really understands me well enough, not only in terms of character, but also in terms of body—the kind of pleasure that seems like all souls are closely biting and blending with each other almost makes me obsessed.

Minato probably also sensed the joy in it, and the blush on his face didn't fade during the whole process.The private part instinctively contracted and bit. When I finally pulled it out, he subconsciously moved forward slightly, and then realized how shameful his behavior was, and automatically crossed his legs.

But the white liquid still flowed down from Minato's penis, matching his flushed skin, it was like a beautiful landscape painting.

Minato asked me, "Is it over?"

I nodded contentedly.

Then, the shadow covered me, and Minato sat on my waist and said, "...Then, it's my turn now."

...Wait, what kind of divine development is this? !

All in all, as hard as I tossed Minato, Minato tossed me as hard... No, he was more violent than me!He actually still uses props!Although the skills have been greatly improved, I feel a huge entanglement in whether I will strive towards attacking or towards receiving in the days to come.But in the end, I was determined to counterattack.

As a mage, comparing physical strength with a warrior is asking for trouble.

That's right, although the recovery power of the Demon King is the best in the world, the physical strength of the brave is not blown out.In the end, I still couldn't take it anymore, and half fell asleep.Although the wound healed the next day, I still felt a dull pain somewhere in my body.

Compared with Minato's freedom of movement and ability to jump and jump, I feel more sincerely unhappy.

Although I'm full of "just learned a new technique and want Minato to enjoy it too"*.But my new request met Minato's slight smile: "I only agreed once." Then he pressed his fist.

Well, forget it.Anyway, the future is long, as long as Minato let go, I will always get a second chance.but!But... But the news I received this morning had a thunderous effect.

"Helen, what are you talking about?!" I couldn't close my opened mouth anymore.

Helen gave me a weird look, with a strange expression on her face: "I said, did you quarrel with Minato, and Minato agreed to Keressa's date."

I resisted the urge to spit out a mouthful of blood: "First of all, it is impossible for me to quarrel with Minato. Secondly...even if there is a quarrel, it is just Minato beating me. How could it develop into that kind of thing?"

"If you ask me, I don't understand either." Helen shrugged indifferently, "The only thing I understand is what I wrote, the Minato in the fanfiction."

"I still don't think it's right." I thought for three seconds and replied, "I'm going to have a look."

I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with Minato since he changed his body.I can't say clearly, but the anomaly always exists—for example, if it was Minato before, he would not agree to such a thing as making me an attack.

So, what went wrong?

In order to clarify the weirdness of this incident, I finally pulled Helen to become a stalker together.Helen lacked interest in this matter. Of course, if Cressa was male, Helen's attitude would probably be different.

The place where the two dated was in a restaurant run by a half-elf.With melodious music and a fresh environment, it is indeed a good place for a date.I just don't know if it was Minato's choice or Cressa's choice.

Cressa arrived earlier. Today she took off her leather armor and gauntlets, and put on a rather feminine light-colored lace dress. She is tall and has fair skin, as the saying goes. Covering all ugliness, Ke Leisha's facial features are not exquisite, but with light makeup on, they can still be regarded as seductive.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Minato came to eat in a hurry.He covered it up accordingly, dyeing his blond hair black, which, while it didn't suit him as well as blonde, brought a different kind of allure at the same time.

...I couldn't help biting my finger.

Is it my illusion?I always feel that Minato has started to get out of my control unconsciously.

No!I will never allow such a thing... to happen...

……

Although His Majesty the King can be said to be diligent in government affairs when using Minato's identity, but at the same time, he also caused a lot of trouble for Minato.

—For example, the one in front of you.

Minato felt that he was absolutely innocent, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he was holding to participate in this so-called "date".Of course, from the state of the two people present, no matter which one can be called... In other words, the meeting of the rivals is the true face of this "date".

Minato glanced casually in the hall, and easily found Pink who was peeping at him, and Helen who was peeping at Pink at the same time.He imagined Pink, who was gnashing his teeth, couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling, but what followed was greater sadness and pain.

But fortunately, the latter emotion has lasted for a long time, so long that it became numb.So Minato concealed it perfectly, without anyone noticing.

"You look beautiful today, Clarissa." Minato sincerely praised, and as expected heard the sound of teeth grinding behind him.

—It feels kind of silly, but it's cute.

Cressa accepted Minato's compliment and nodded slightly restrained.Her restraint stems from a kind of inferiority complex, but for those who only see the surface of Minato, it is hard not to feel the favor of the God of Light in him.Cressa pursed her lips, raised her head suddenly, and declared solemnly: "...Although I did pursue you, I'm sorry for causing you such a misunderstanding. In fact, I..."

Minato took her on the topic: "I like Pink, don't you?"

Cressa opened her mouth slightly dumbfounded, very surprised that Minato knew about it.Fortunately, at this time, the waiter brought the drink up.Claire quickly took a sip to hide her embarrassment.

Minato couldn't help but smile, the Pope is worthy of being an old man, when he talked about the ambiguity between Cressa and Pinker, he still couldn't believe it.But after his soul entered Pink's body, he learned the desperate fact. He felt that the sky was falling, and the goal he had fought for since childhood collapsed. For a long time, Minato was doing nothing, doing nothing I can't cheer up.

It was at this time that Ke Leisha came to the door and taught him a lesson.

...I don't know what the little girl misunderstood, and she said to Minato straight to the point: "If you encounter a setback, you must go all out to overcome it... If you lose something, you must do your best to get it back! Even if it is Minato rejected you, and you can chase after him again!"

"And...and...even if he doesn't want you, I'm still by your side."

Those words from Cressa made Minato fall off the chair in fright.He stared at Keressa dumbfounded, suspecting that he was hallucinating.But sadly, that's the truth.

Minato looked at Claire again, looking at his nominal admirer.In all fairness, she's not ugly to dress up, and, more importantly, she's a woman.

yes woman.

Minato didn't want to admit that he had a slight sense of jealousy about this matter.Although Minato believes that he has the determination to resist Aitalong, but at the same time, the gap in status also makes Minato lack confidence in his bones.Not long ago, when he was lying under Pink, silently enduring a certain kind of intrusion, Minato couldn't help thinking... Even if the final outcome is unsatisfactory, it would be nice if there was something left.

Just leave something, something that can prove that they have truly loved each other, that's fine.

...For example, the descendants of the blood of two people.

But in fact, only this matter, Minato can't do it.The Cressa in front of Minato is not as good-looking as him, not as strong as him, and has not won Pink's love like him.But she loves Pink, and she's a woman.

Minato knew very well that Pink was essentially a man and woman, but he just refused to let it go.It is absolutely impossible for Pink to slap his lips on something that is worse when he has something better.

Of course, for many, many years, the Church of Light has also used this to create a "good princess" to contain the devil.Because, in order to achieve his more important goals, the Demon King doesn't mind making concessions on irrelevant and trivial matters.

But now, Aitalong deliberately made his "princess" a male, probably because he anticipated this situation, to cut off Minato's inappropriate delusions.

Such thoughts made Minato feel a stronger dislike for Aitaron.

Cressa naturally didn't know what Minato was thinking.She just twisted her body unnaturally, and said softly: "Actually... I don't have... the idea of ​​destroying the relationship between you."

"I know." Minato replied. Pink still believes that Keressa likes Minato—of course, strictly speaking, Keressa's behavior is indeed stepping on the sidelines. She subconsciously wants to arouse Pink's attention. Pay attention, but don't say it clearly.

"I'm sorry," Claire said hesitantly.

Minato waved his hand, expressing that he didn't mind: "Can I ask a question?"

"I'll be transferred to the front line later, don't worry."

"I'm not asking this." Minato rubbed his temples with a headache, "Can you answer me, why do you like Pink?"

Cressa was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed heartily: "Who knows why you fall in love with someone? Maybe it's just that you just saw the other person's smile when you were feeling down. I like Pink's simplicity very much, you I know, including you, everyone will think a lot, only Pink is alone, like a child... That is a very precious thing, really, although I am very jealous of you, Minato, but I still have to say... ..."

"That kind of love, if you lose it, you'll never find anything like it."

Is it clean?

Minato smiled subconsciously: "Yeah, that's something that you can't find again once you miss it. Thank you, Cressa...I want to try, try my best, to protect something thing."

If once it fails, there is nothing left to say.

Then, there is no way out but success.

The author has something to say:

The character is a crow (thanks to Miss Fengzi for the character design, the bird is super cute)

His Majesty the Demon King, Pink Francis (I quickly painted a picture myself, the Demon King really only looks at his face, which is super deceptive!)

[It is said that when I wrote this chapter today, I had at least 5000 words in my brain...

...and then I can only write 500 words implicitly, so sad. 】