CH 31: DREADED PINK
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In a large building standing in the middle of an abandoned town, a gruesome scene was happening.
*Huff* *Huff* *Huff*
One man, with hair tied into a dread, was breathing heavily while hiding in one of the rooms. His eyes swimming with fear as he remembered the massacre that happened.
'Shit, shit, shit. What the fuck? Who is that chick? How come that crazy chick is so strong?'
He couldn't understand. Today was supposed to simply be a good day like any other.
After hearing about the way the daughter of one of their clients was treated, they had decided to steal the cage and have some little fun with the girl in it.
But, then, another girl appeared in their hideout. One that surprisingly looked like their initial target.
Still, they weren't worried. They could not feel any mana coming from her so she should have just been rather weak. But…
*Blurg*
He held his mouth to keep his urge to vomit. That chick was a monster. Her laugh as she massacred them all like helpless children still resonated in his ears.
It was then,
"Ding dong, I know you can hear me. Open up the door, I only wanna play a little."
The young and innocent voice of a little girl sounded in his ears. Even though she was still a little far away, it was clear that she would reach here fast.
'Fuck!!!'
The man couldn't but swallow the curse that he nearly screamed.
[Beelzebub]
Activating his innate ability, he immediately teleported from the room to the room upwards. He had already tried to flee from the building but some kind of force was keeping him, prisoners.
"Ding dong, you can't keep me waiting. It's already too late for you to try and run away. I can sense your horror, though I'd like to see it closer."
'How?'
This game of hide and seek continued in a never-ending way. Each time he teleported she would find him.
His mana reserve was running dangerously low at this moment.
'Three times, no four times and that's it. I can't run anymore'
He was hiding in the closet this time. His face covered in sweat and tears.
This wasn't supposed to happen, he wasn't meant to be suffering in such a shitty situation.
He was Wang.
He was a king.
He was born with the kind of power people could only dream to obtain even after tens of years of hard work.
He was the Protagonist of this story.
"*Knock* *knock* I am at your door now. I am coming in, no need for me to ask permission. I wonder, could you be inside the closet?"
The creak of the door opening, her melodious voice, the creak of the floor as she slowly but surely walked toward his hiding place.
Then, suddenly all sounds vanished. Only his thumping heart wildly hammering in his chest could be heard.
'What is happening? Did she leave?'
He waited and waited but nothing happened.
*Gulp*
'Did she leave?'
He knew it was close to impossible, but a slight hope was born inside of his heart.
'Maybe I can survive thi–"
Bang !!
"Hii!!"
It was when he was thinking so, an axe suddenly pierced the door of the closet he was hiding in.
It was followed by the oh so nightmarish voice.
"Ding dong, I have found you.
Ding dong, you were hiding here.
Ding dong, looks like I have won.
Ding dong...pay the consequence."
The axe was taken out, and from the hole made by it, an eye was staring at him. He couldn't see her expression, but–he was sure she was still smiling.
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"So, I just have to enter through the door right?"
I asked as I stood in front of the said door with Rem and Ram on either side of me.
"Yes. Do so and you will be able to satisfy your craving, you wolf in sheep clothi–kyaa~ stop patting my head you patting demon. Do you think I am like Shuka-sama–Yes, there there, scratch that part, ohh you fiend, why are your fingers so heavenly?"
Making girls pouty in my hands was truly becoming one of my favorite ways to pass time. A scratch here, a little pat there, and the job was done.
"Ram, Akira-sama please could you stop? They are waiting."
Rem spoke in her usual deadpan way.
'Hum, I seriously need to speak to her. Will do so tonight. If she has a problem with me being a warlock she should say so clearly.'
Still, she was right, as such, I stopped scratching Ram's ear and took a deep breath before finally opening the door.
"Welcome back Master."
'Is this heaven?'
I had to lift my head in the sky to stop the tears of joy that were threatening to spill.
'Oh Asmodeus. No matter what, I am sorry for all the curses I threw at you. You are truly the best bro.'
The current vision was worth everything. Entering the room, I was brought to my seat by a young and cute Shuka wearing a maid attire of the same style as Ram and Rem.
"Onii–I mean, Master, take a seat."
The one who helped me to my chair was Yumeko who was wearing a rather risky maid attire so short any of her moves gave me some panties flash. The way she winked at me told me she was doing it intentionally.
Once I was seated, I looked at Mamako who came demurely with a hand written menu in her hand. Her maid clothes had a rather long skirt, but the top was rather sexy since the upper part was open and showed her cleavage.
"Master. What will you choose?"
I grinned at her blush and didn't try to understand why Shuka and Mamako were suddenly added to the group. I simply took the menu proposed and read it.
There wasn't much so I simply chose some fry and a steak. Nothing fancy and rather easy to make.
After that, just as most of them went to prepare the food, Saeko came and sat in a seiza pose in front of me.
"Saeko…"
Man, Saeko truly beat everyone hands down. If I was the clichè harem Protagonist, this would be the part where I fainted because of a massive nosebleed.
Saeko wasn't truly wearing a maid attire. Rather she wasn't wearing much at all. Only an apron and her panties. Her position gave me a direct view to her pair of massive breasts.
'So this is the legendary naked apron? Truly a weapon of mass destruction.'
"Master, would you like a massage while waiting for the food."
Hell yeah, I want one.
Saeko, receiving my answers, simply stood back and went behind me before starting my massage.
*Sigh*
I couldn't help but close my eyes and let out a sigh of pleasure. She was truly good at it. Neither too much strength nor not enough. Simply perfect.
"Darling, no master, would you like me to massage your feet?"
I turned my eyes to Anna who was wearing a rather normal maid attire compared to the other but the way the chest part of her clothes seemed to struggle to contain her breasts made those simple clothes extremely alluring.
"Do so."
So, here I was, one beauty massaging my back while another massaged my feet. Meanwhile, à larger group of equally beautiful girls were preparing my food.
Guys. This is THE life.
It was then,
[Who are you?]
All colors around me suddenly faded and the world became one full of white and black.
In this monochrome world, I was the only one still with my colors.
No–I wasn't the only one.
Slightly turning in the direction of the voice, I was surprised by what I saw.
Pink long hair like cherry blossoms, a rather beautiful face, and an oh so sweet voice.
Well
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Is it game over for me?