Instant Messiah

I look at Chris with a pompous, dumb look, but Chris also looks at me with a pompous face without losing.

I put it into words with my own mouth, and it was vividly remembered when I finally met her.

The Spirit I found the other day for the first time... I snuck into the woods to see Tia again.

It was kind of an image, but when I reached that flickering place again so that something would lead me, and I was talking to Tia, suddenly she was gone. While I was looking, I found a strange girl sleeping under a tree.

Pretty girl with bright white clothes, bright white hair, bright white feathers. I've never seen such a cute girl before in my life, and I just wondered if the angel she came down from the sky was napping.

But I woke her up pathetic because I didn't have a very pleasant look on my face, rather I even felt stuck, but the out-of-the-box she was abusive, an evil devil.

But you spoke to me in a bell-ringing voice. That's what made me so happy.

You imitate distractions even though you know they don't suit you, or you fail to illuminate them with it. It was only a few moments, but I enjoyed talking to her so much, my chest rattled every time she laughed at me.

... Is that why? I just wanted to talk to her a little more and see more of her various expressions.

I couldn't help but hold on to her wanting to go home, but she shook my hand off and ran away.

That's right. That's sad, and I... I said terrible things to her.

Weak, crying, cowards.

I threw such terrible words at her when I knew it would hurt her.

... because I really knew. Coming to that place is not a normal person.

All the kids in the village know their faces, and I knew that on the other side of these woods, there were scared demons living there. Even a fool knew there was no way a normal person could have wings.

... I knew from the beginning that she wasn't human. But still, I just wanted to talk to her a little bit more. If I miss you now, I'm afraid I'll never see you again.

... Now that I think about it, I can't be ashamed of myself. If you are allowed to roll around with your head in your arms, I want to do so now. 'Cause it's too ridiculous. Too much kid.

Ever since I first found her, I've liked her.

Like the kids in the village who were fooling around inside, for example - they imitated abusive kids they liked.

So I made her cry. She disappeared into the back of the woods crying in such a heartache voice. I wonder why I forgot.

... No, I already know why. She remembered the treatment she did to me several times. Yes, we remembered this together -.

... I guess so. Hey, Master Tia?

- What? Speak up so scared. Like Cristella, you want to make me cry...?

Don't be silly. Why did you do this?

- I don't remember anything to do with your revenge. In fact, I never needed it before. Isn't that right -?

It's not necessary. What do you mean you mess with people's memories on your own? This is not part of the contract, is it? The only thing you can take from me is the memories of everyone back home. [M] Besides, maybe you took this memory right after you met Chris...?

- Come on. You don't remember. Anyway, what you need to do now will be the murder of the Demon King. Look, it's a great opportunity.

... Dear Tia. I think I need to tell you something.

- After that. All right, look...

No, I'll tell you now.

... you, I just like you a little too much. All I asked of you was help. I don't want you to decide about my life.

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I can't decide if I should kill her now. [M]... When I'm not convinced, I think I should live by my heart.

I wasn't convinced. I was a slave trader. For my thin, dirty life experience, isn't that a pretty inclusive way of thinking?

- What about your mom's will? If you kill Cristela now, the Apostle may forgive you too. We might be able to survive.

- What choice do you have now? What's the point of your life without vengeance or survival?

... The dead don't talk, they don't want to. Mother, I forgot what kind of person he was, but I'm sure, maybe he was sweet. I'm sure you wish me well.

So now I do what I want. [M] Whatever your mother thought... I decide what to do.

I decide what my life means.

... I think it's time for my parents to leave. Though much slower than the others......

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... Dear Tia.

- Stop...

... no longer depends on you.

Dear Tia, thank you so much... so much.

… at the same time that I indicated my willingness to reject Master Tia.

From her… quiet, but deep anger and another emotion came through.

- Cri, Stella... get in my way everywhere, everywhere... -

-... then fine, Nine. Do as you please. If you're not gonna look at me, I'm gonna...

- Even I... hey, Nine, you traitor, you filthy...! I can't believe you just used me conveniently and abandoned me at the end -!

-... I don't know you anymore! I hope you finish your crappy life, because you have no escape left at the earliest -!

... slap such words and the will that was connected to her is forcibly cut off.

The contract and herself staying with me, but I'm sure she won't talk to me anymore.

... That was very sad.

Sad, I guess I could have grown up just because I can admit it myself.

So, having grown just a little, I can't go wrong with my priorities.

The most important thing I need to think about right now... is to regain consciousness about Chris.

... Well, I could probably ask you what you wanted to hear. I could also confirm what I wanted to know.

So shall we sum it up? To decide what to make of my life.

I'll take a look at Chris' face, which remains pompous.

... I'm good at watching. I can take a deep peek into someone's contents, regardless of their intentions.

Only once, Tia told me she had a bad taste. But I couldn't blame you for that.

It was the only skill I got in my crappy life. I didn't get anything else. But now I have my own too visible eyes... even if they are disgusted by humans because of it, I will not hate them. Because it was due to this skill that I came to Diabolo to get to know everyone deeply.

That's probably why I got these eyes to find out about Chris now.

Look at Chris' face, I'll take a look.

... from infinite, helpless girlfriend. Now the back of that eye was transparent... colorless.

I don't have anything. It's just Chris just looks at me like he's staring at me.

... a demon king who was noble, beautiful and strong. And now I'm only a weak girl. How can I do this creature, how can I do it? Honestly, I still can't figure out how to do this.

Hate. That's for sure.

I love you. It's a lie. I've turned my back on the affection I painted with lies. What about now?

... seeing how weak this girl is, what do I think now?

I don't know. You mustn't understand, I thought so. Because if you do. Because I've lived in revenge.

Did I ruin that earlier by saving her? Or will I really ruin it with my upcoming choices?

Didn't you think I was the only one who had to kill Chris?

... Which one?

Which one's right? Should I kill him? Shouldn't we kill him? Or is it another option? As Tia said, you don't have a choice?

What do you want me to do?

... just one thing, for sure.

I am obsessed with this girl. [M] That it's my life full of lies, and that's all there is to it.

Anger, resentment, hindsight.

I can't think of a stupid way to put it all together and liquidate it, but...

Chris' eyes peeked in the other way at me, still lost, as if the toddler had regressed.

And losing her shell, the Demon King, she tells me how honest she feels.

"... I'm scared. Why, why are you all bullying me...?

"-"

"The scary part is, no more... no, no, why aren't you all protecting me..."

"... ah"

The emotion that was too frank was a little too poisonous for me now. I accidentally take one, two, and lag behind. Oddly enough, you're in the direction of the door I sealed myself.

Chris, who saw it, grabs the hem of my pants and says:

"Don't abandon me. I don't have anything anymore... Don't go that way..., help...?

... I loved the Demons.

What you asked for, with selfish vengeance. But out of legitimate hatred, I started it all.

I loved them for revenge. [M]

So if you get stuck like this.

The body holds her at will.

- Oh, this body. I do remember how she felt.

- In this way, to comfort Chris, who was frightened, I hugged him -

"Heh heh heh heh!?

... I was forced to take Chris' lips.

I bit it even more.

"- Huh!?

Chris' lips, no longer protected by witchcraft and only an equal size woman, with only a few pieces of his own teeth. It tastes like iron and swallows it.

Push your tongue in. Cover your teeth, Nebu.

Send in saliva, suck it out. Staring back at Chris with her eyes open, she shivered slightly.

Embrace harder. I cage my strength enough to crush it, and with my hands turned behind me, I pull my nails up against her shoulder blades and buttocks, respectively, and pull them all over here so that I don't even allow a slight gap.

Leaning his neck and plugging his tongue deeper, he found something sticky and soft. Tongue, this is Chris' tongue.

Suck it out, get your teeth up. I suck nasty, I lick my teeth as well as my creases. With the tongue of a snake, lick one remaining bottle.

I look at your face, which would have been stained red. I still don't have enough, so I eat my lips up and down. Many times. Eat tongue and lips alternately.

It was soft elastic, superb meat to taste without having to chew it off. The demon king's mouth was delicious. Together, - from the corpse of.

... Chris was white-eyed at the earliest.

Finally, he salivated again.

"Nku...... ah, ha"

... one cramp, watching the demon king make a noise and drink it down, with his lips pressed, pulling out the power of his hands. Still at his fingertips, Chris' body felt loose. Her body didn't have any more force in it.

... sloppy, Chris falls apart as he rubs the saliva that remains on his lips from this jaw. She collapsed until her knees reached the ground and her fall finally stopped.

I open my mouth, staring down at her tweezers, which are constantly breathing, and her wings, which tremble with a tingle.

"You know, Chris... tell me something. Do me a favor."

"Uh... ha, hey, what...?

"Tell me, help me! Just say something..., just say it, please...!

"... Huh? Hey, Nine, what...?

"Just say it! Come on, come on! This way, too, 'cause I can't help it! Come on, say it, look! Come on! Hey Chris, please...!

As I grabbed Chris' shoulders, she looked frightened, but grabbed my trousers' hem harder, sifting and shaking her other hand with my hand.

Trembling, with the kind of uplifting that little animal begs forgiveness, again, he utters those words.

"Takeshi"

"Damn it, that's fine! I'll take care of it!"

- And Cristella also spilled tears out of its eyes.

There is none other than the one who knows it, whether it is joy, sadness, or whatever the hell it is caused by emotion.

... Christella, the most horrible, mighty and arrogant demon king in the world.

Right now, I gave in to one human being, both physically and mentally.

... even the words, did you bother to check?

… so. I don't know what else to do.

I love demons. [M] I love you because it was my pleasure.

You ask so much... you don't have any other choice.

Because you remembered.

I used to cry at you, Chris. I owe you. I've forgotten so far, so I can't count borrowings since I came to Diabolo.

It's not the point system you played with, but you owe me.

... Now, now it's time to get to know you, your fears, right? Because I couldn't figure it out for you then...

There's nothing to be scared of, even in those woods, because I told you earlier. Because we have to make that real. Because I'm a liar, but I don't like lies.

Making Chris cry any more... sure, someone told me a girl had to be protected by a guy.

I'm sorry I keep hearing this kid cry any more...

Because I'm a hypocrite... and that's why I'm talking about this horrible girl.

I think I need to protect you.