When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"Jibril, you weren't such a child before... What's the matter now?"

"Actually, I said it last time, I think...I may have understood a part of love feelings." Without answering Yongye's question, Jibril said to herself, "However, last time I was caught by that guy with long ears. Obstructed, and again the long-eared forest bumpkin is gone, so...please let me give it a kiss."

"...Even if you say that, I can't agree to it, right?"

"I believe that according to what Master Huobi said, if it goes beyond hugging and has a further skin-to-skin relationship, I will be able to understand what love is like just like her, so... master." During the speech, Jibry With a dazed expression, Er licked his dry lips because of the heat, showing a lovely smile that captivated all beings, inexplicably showing a strange charm different from usual.

"...Um... Wait, can you tell me what happened to Master Huobi?... When did your relationship get better? But if you look for a mentor, don't look for an Ex-Machina! The races are different and she can teach you. what?"

"It's fine, let me try it now~ Is love instantaneous or eternal? I've always been interested in this topic. I should have no love now, so please cooperate with me in this topic. Is it okay to study?" Jibril is very unfamiliar with love relationships, she only knows the nature of love relationships intellectually, and now she is curious, and she is very curious.

"It's impossible to cooperate!"

"Then I'll have no problem with one-sided experiments. I heard that unrequited love is pretty good. It's a heart-wrenching feeling, um~ I haven't tried it yet."

She couldn't listen to anyone anymore, Jibril pressed her hands on Yongye's chest with her eyes shining, propped up her body and sat on Yongye's abdomen, perhaps she was a little nervous, and her little wings were restless. Fanning, while leaning close.

At the same time as she approached, the Flügel girl's eyes with crosses poured out scorching eyes, but she was deeply suspicious, and she couldn't help whispering "Why? ... I really want to take possession of Lord Yongye in various senses. , It is clear that Lord Yongye is our master and cannot be occupied by me alone. When Lord Yongye is on the throne alone, I also feel that my heart is still a little... strange and uncomfortable? Why?"

"...Does the heart of a Flügel also suffer for no reason?...Well...maybe?"

Obviously now is not the time to care about this kind of thing, but Yong Ye accidentally thinks it wrong, thinks deeply about the reason for the uncomfortable heart, just thinks that there are problems with the Ex-Machina, and it seems that there is nothing strange about the Flügel. .

After all, although the Flügel is a special lifeform, it is also flesh and blood like the Dragon Spirit. It seems strange to see such a situation from its own ability, but compared with the Ex-Machina... that is not surprising.

"My heart is pounding now, just like the last time I challenged the Silver Dragon, Lord Yong Ye, do you want to... feel it?"

"No, no, no... I'm fine with what I say."

"All mine is yours, you don't have to worry about it."

Jibril suppressed her restless emotions and high-pitched heartbeat, with longing, anticipation, and a little unease, an emotion so complicated that she never thought she would exist, completely ignoring Yongye's words, grabbed his hand and put it on her. Her chest was wet, her eyes were wet and intoxicated, she asked with a rare flushed face, "...how about my...heartbeat?"

"...Impossible to feel it..."

"Hey~ Is that so? Wouldn't it be better to take off your clothes?"

"No, please don't do that."

"Then you're going to take me off?"

"...I didn't say anything like that, did I?"

"Then let's continue what was left unfinished last time, further skin-to-skin..." Jibril, who completely ignored Yongye's words, leaned down.

"Etc., etc!"

"No, I can't wait! Lord Yongye is mine now, please forgive me, Lord Yongye, my lord god, my lord, my monarch...I can't suppress my curiosity about you and love...hehe , hehehehe..."

For some reason, Jibril's true nature was suddenly exposed at this moment, and she was drooling too much as usual.

It was this same appearance that reminded Yong Ye of the first moment, the little girl who wanted to have his head drooling, calmed down and put her hand on Jibril's face as usual." …I always feel suddenly nervous, like an idiot.”

"Hey, hey? What's wrong?!" The sudden change made Jibril at a loss, and she suddenly recovered from her previous strange state.

"Don't make trouble, be normal."

"I'm normal."

"...If you are normal, there will be no abnormal people in the world."

"It's too much... Lord Yongye, people are serious." Jibril showed a sad expression, but her expression changed immediately, this time with an angelic smile: "Does Lord Yongye intend to come by himself? I Totally okay?"

"...I don't quite understand why there are so many off-topics all of a sudden, and the topic has become strange. Anyway, can you please come down quickly?"

"No~" Without thinking, Jibril, who sat upright on Yongye, shook her head and rejected.

"...Don't make trouble, do you really understand what love is?...Although I don't know what I'm not qualified to say."

"Well~ To be honest, it's hard for me to determine whether I have a correct understanding of love, so I have to try it first and find out the correct love." Jibril's face still had a look of contempt on her face. A captivating, perfectly over-the-top smile.

"I'm tired, please let me rest..."

"why is it like this!"

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble... Aren't the Flügels completely obedient to their masters? What the **** are you doing like this..."

"That's because Azrael and the others are too rigid, too stubborn, and I~ It was specially created by Artesu-sama, and he knows how to be flexible."

"So... a rebellious angel?"

"How can it be, unlike Lord Artesu, who is looking forward to death, it is impossible for me to betray you, Lord Yongye, absolutely."

Jibril didn't think that killing the Lord was something that couldn't be mentioned, because she thought that she was fulfilling the wish of the former Lord, the creator of the Lord like a father, to help him liberate, so her tone was as light as ever.

"That... a very serious question, Jibril." With a little hesitation, looking at the smiling girl in front of him, Yong Ye became more serious than before.

"Yes, what? What Lord Yongye wants to know, I must know everything." Nodding lightly, Jibril answered like this without thinking.

"If I'm also looking forward to death, can you kill me like you did to Artesius?"

Looking at Jibril who was there, Yong Ye slowly asked the question he wanted to ask a long time ago.

This does not contain emotional fluctuations, but the extremely calm voice fell, and the room fell into a brief silence.

"...You are the main **** and monarch of our Flügel. I can't go against your will, and we must listen to your judgment." When she spoke, the smile on Jibril's face was also stripped during this period, and then she showed a like It was a faint smile like being betrayed, and he asked as if he was spurning: "...by asking such a question, does it mean that you will also leave us... and me?"

"...No, I'm just asking that, sorry." Yong Ye was hesitant about this kind of question, because he knew that Jibril might be very concerned about this question, but he himself was also concerned about it. such a problem.

"What's there to be sorry for, you are my monarch, there is no need to apologize to me at all, it's just..." Jibril stared straight into Yong Ye's eyes, her expression like a puppet without heat, and added coldly "At that time... I thought, I would definitely stop you."

"...This answer is not normal. It's not like you, and it's not like the Flügel. You really have changed. The Flügel's concept of death should be very thin."

The Flügel was a race created as a weapon. For them, a race with eternal life, death is even an honor. In this case, death should not be prevented from appearing.

"Yeah... I did change, but it's you who made me change." Jibril said with a look of doubt she didn't understand, as if she was pleading, "My personal life and death don't matter, but... no I know why, I don’t want you to die, I hate that you look forward to death like Lord Artesius, it’s not the relationship between master and servant, I just hope you can survive from the perspective of my existence, Jibril.”

The Flügel girl, who was supposed to be just a weapon, showed a painful expression as if she was holding back the tears in the corner of her eyes. This made Yong Ye, who could hardly believe that she would show such an expression, instantly felt regret that was hard to describe, and deliberately adjusted the picture in a light language. Remedy.

"That... don't show such an expression, I just said it casually, it's just a joke, yes, it's just a joke."

"...But, this joke is not funny at all."

Jibril lowered her head and murmured in a manner that she could barely hear. Then, she took a deep breath to regain her stability. The emotions that she couldn't control because of Yongye's words kept growing indefinitely... an indescribable and equally unbearable anxiety. feel.

"Today, I'm sorry, I will recover tomorrow... Please forgive me for disturbing my monarch."

Maybe it was because she didn't want Yong Ye to notice her expression, and she didn't want her to continue to be emotional, Jibril kept a straight face, and after leaving only this sentence, her figure quickly blurred and disappeared into the void, hiding alone. up.