The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

38 – Kill Target

“Let’s talk a little realistic now, disciple.”

“…… A realistic story?”

White frowned at her.

I was busy putting up with the saliva that was about to leak out, but what was this teacher trying to say all of a sudden?

A troubled look was evident from his expression.

“…… Huh?”

…… And such an insincere attitude was enough to offend his teacher.

Quack!

“… ….”

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At Ashera’s foot trampling on her chest, White gritted her teeth and endured a groan.

…… It was easy for her to put up with her pain, and it seemed like it would irritate her even more if she dared to let her moan out.

“Haa… ….”

With just a deep sigh, White laid her back.

“…… Hmmm, um.”

And at that point, did you finally feel like stopping?

Ashera let out a strange nasal sound and slowly removed her foot from White’s chest.

“Are you satisfied, Master?”

White twisted the corners of her mouth, openly sarcastic.

“Oh yes!”

But perhaps that sarcasm didn’t help much, Ashera’s expression was just so bright.

As if she was genuinely enjoying herself, she drew her graceful eye smile.

It really did look like the goddess of beauty was incarnating.

“Was it thrilling to see the disciple suffer? To be honest, I want to ask for it more often in the future.”

“… ….”

At the words that came out of her mouth, White’s expression began to die in a panic.

…… Are you going to do this again?

Are you saying it from the bottom of your heart, or are you just saying it casually?

“… ….”

White observes Ashera for a while.

And not too late, White was able to understand her true feelings.

…… No wonder, a feeling of excitement that couldn’t be hidden appeared on Ashera’s face.

‘This crazy sadist teacher…….’

Still lying on her back, White patted her forehead with the palm of her hand.

“Aha.”

And there’s no way Ashera wouldn’t know White’s intentions.

She let out a strange laugh once and made the corners of her eyes curl.

“Disciple, disciple. Let’s be honest, put our hands on her chest and let her think about it.”

“…… What do you mean?”

White asked, and Ashera opened her mouth again with a fresh smile on her lips.

“Isn’t it natural for a disciple to match his master’s hobby?”

With that said, Ashera cut her off once.

Soon, a gentle smile began to appear on her face.

The smile was clearly a smile, but somehow it also showed a serious expression.

“…… All the more so if it is a shameful disciple who is hiding his secret from a heavenly master.”

“… ….”

“Yes? Isn’t that right, disciple?”

“…… That is.”

White started breaking out in a cold sweat.

Of course, matching her hobbies was extremely annoying and painful.

“You’re right, just a moment ago. In fact, you knew all about the identity I was hiding, but you didn’t tell me until now, right?”

“… ….”

“Hmm, to be honest, did I feel deeply betrayed? Of course, I also hid my identity from the disciple, but even taking that into consideration, the disciple went a little too far. It has carved a huge scar on this master’s heart.”

…… All of her words were so rational that she couldn’t think of anything to refute.

‘…… No, of course I could say anything if I wanted to refute it.’

As she slipped away from Ashera’s persistent glare, White sighed.

Yeah, it wasn’t without objections.

That’s what it is, that’s it, and this isn’t this.

She was obviously hiding a lot from her.

…… It’s not just one or two things he’s hiding.

‘What does it have to do with those secrets and fitting in with Master’s castle… ….’

White muttered inwardly once.

In my heart, I didn’t have the feeling of wanting to spit her words out of her mouth right away.

“… ….”

…… If so, wouldn’t it be his own master who would punish him?

That’s why he couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.

I can’t get it out even if I want to take it out, and in such an unfortunate situation, I roughly sweep my bangs once.

“…… So, Master.”

White began to open her mouth cautiously.

I need to change the topic, and the original topic wasn’t such a good thing in the first place.

“Didn’t you say we wanted to talk about something realistic? Please explain what that means.”

“Oh, you mean that.”

At White’s question, Ashera put her chin on her chin and pondered in her thoughts.

Rather than feeling like he didn’t know what to say, it seemed like he was sorting out the words he needed to say.

“…… So, if you want to say something.”

And not too late, Ashera spoke again in a calm voice.

She kept a slightly serious expression on her face.

“Your disciple said he would kill all 12 demon lords.”

“… ….”

The atmosphere suddenly began to change.

Still, in a slightly lighthearted mood, gradually with a serious feeling.

Towards the disciple who narrowed her eyes and looked directly at herself, Ashera brightened the inside of the gold once.

“The reason was that he couldn’t speak to her yet… ….”

“…… It was.”

“You’re not going to tell me how you learned who I am or how much you know about my past, right?”

“… ….”

As Shera’s words continued, White’s expression became stained with guilt.

The cold sweat was slowly starting to flow.

“Wow, isn’t it really too much after arranging it like this? How could you really not teach me one?”

Asherah giggled and opened her eyes sullenly.

“…… I’m sorry, Master. Please have mercy.”

Obviously it was a mistake, but fortunately the atmosphere in Ashera wasn’t so dark.

White lowered her head with a bit of playfulness, and Ashera raised the corners of her mouth as if in a slightly better mood.

“heheheung. So, please hang out with this master, disciple. What if I can’t even do that?”

Ashera poked her whites with her elbows, showing her coyness.

“… ….”

However, White was unable to give him an immediate answer.

“What is it? Are you really not going to hang out with me?”

As a result, let’s try to change Ashera’s expression to a slightly colder one.

“How could that be, Master? As a disciple, of course, I think we should conform to Master’s character.”

White immediately shook his head and waved his hand.

“Aha. That is how it should be, my beloved disciple!”

Ashera gave him a bright smile.

“…… Hmm?”

However, he might have noticed something soon.

“Wait a minute.”

As Shera subtly furrowed her eyebrows, her white eyes flashed again.

“Are you referring to the castle wall now?”

“…… Isn’t that so?”

“Ha?”

In response to White’s immediate reply, Ashera’s expression changed to a look of absurdity.

Then Ashera tilted her head to the left for a moment, and then to the right again.

“…… Um, umm.”

Soon, her face began to turn slightly red.

Is it because of shame, or shame?

‘Or maybe both.’

Isn’t that an expression of being there anyway?

“Where is it?”

With that in mind, White stood up cautiously.

“Well, so what is the conclusion? A realistic story, I want to hear it once.”

“…… Disciple, your tone is very disrespectful. Don’t try to take it so lightly than that.”

“What are you going to do if you don’t pass? What, are you going to lay it down and trample it?”

“Sssss, ughss… ….”

Ashera’s face turned red at White’s direct expression.

White laughed out loud as if he was a little disappointed.

“What is it, Master? You let out such an excited breath earlier, and now you feel ashamed all over again?”

“Everyone, shut up. Disciple.”

“What are you going to do if you don’t follow me?”

“… ….”

Ashera pouted her lips in a gloomy expression at White’s continued resistance.

She looked like she had been hurt somewhere, or maybe just pissed off.

“…… I enjoyed it enough today, so I’m going to watch it. I know I will die the next time I arrogantly climb up.”

“Is it possible or not? I always obey Master’s orders.”

“…… Ha ha, the disciple has a knack for making things goofy even when he says nonsense.”

Ashera let out a shallow sigh, then she shook her head once to get her nerves off.

“What… …. This wasn’t what she was trying to say in the first place. Because of the disciple, the subject keeps twisting strangely.”

Despite her reprimand, not Ashera’s, White simply shrugged her shoulders.

“Why is that my fault? It’s all because of Master’s unique personality.”

“Ah, I told you to shut up?”

“So, you say you don’t like it?”

“…… Are you talking nonsense?”

“Isn’t it?”

“No, I heard clearly.”

“Are you sure? Didn’t I just speak bad words to Master?”

“…… What the hell am I supposed to do with this cheeky disciple? Do I really have to train him properly?”

“If you really think that will work for me… …. No, wait. What now?”

“Oh, education. Education.”

“…… I think I heard another word?”

“You heard it wrong.”

“Master? Isn’t it? Master?”

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“So, what was I originally going to say?”

“Yes, Master.”

For some reason, White, who seemed to have become more obedient, nodded straight away.

Then, threateningly swinging the wand back and forth at White, Ashera continued her words.

“The reason for killing the 12 demon lords, and all the other secrets that are being hidden from me.”

“… ….”

“For now, this is good. I promised to tell you someday, so I have no intention of rushing.”

First of all, Shera finished her words once and then stirred the wand in a circle to create a small gap in the space.

It was an ordinary sub-space magic that any mage level or higher could use.

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And then Ashera put her hand into that space and dig it here and there.

“Maybe… …. It could have been somewhere here.”

After that, she rummaged around in the subspace for a few seconds, then let out an exclamation before it was too late.

“Oh, here it is.”

Then Ashera pulls her arm out of the space and pulls out something.

“Master, that is… ….”

“Yes.”

What she took out was none other than a notebook.

It was a little old, and it looked a little worn out.

“Is this an ancient secret document? What is so old?”

“It’s my diary.”

“That’s how deep and old-fashioned it was.”

“… ….”

Seeing White immediately change her attitude, Ashera let out a dumbfounded laugh.

But then, with a smile on her face again, she opened her mouth again.

“Anyway, so, I made up my mind to wait for now. May the disciple open her mouth first.”

“…… I really appreciate that, Master.”

White glanced at Ashera with a slight fan feeling in her eyes.

“Ahahahaha. So, do you want to do well in the future? Dear disciple.”

“I got it right.”

“Whoops.”

Ashera laughed as if she was in a good mood, and White smiled as well.

Once a warm atmosphere drifted between the two of them, and then Ah Shera started to speak again.

“So, the important thing is from now on.”

As she blurted out her words, Ashera carefully unfolded the notebook she had taken out of her room.

“… ….”

And at the exposed letters, White’s expression hardened in an instant.

“…… Master, that is.”

White made careful eye contact with Ashera.

Ashera also did not avoid White’s gaze and faced it straight.

Soon she said with a serious expression.

“This is a list of the 12 demon lords I have identified. I myself had once been active as the Demon King who occupied the throne.”

“…… That means.”

“Yes.”

At White’s question, Ashera smiled calmly as if a bit bitter.

“Your purpose, I will help.”

“──.”

“…… So, the annihilation of the 12 demon lords.”

Now, at the two short words she uttered, White’s expression sank into a distraught expression.

“…… Master, that is.”

Muttering briefly, White bit her lower lip shallowly, looking quite confused.

“Well, there is no need to react so seriously.”

Ashera gave a light smile to White.

“It’s just that I’m going to help indirectly, even if it’s a bit, because I can’t go out and fight the 12 Demon Lords anyway.”

Was it a kind consideration?

She softly stroked White’s hair and opened her mouth again.

“In the first place, it was difficult for me to directly attack the 12 demon lords. There are restrictions like that.”

At her words, White raised an eyebrow once.

As soon as I heard her words, a concept came to my mind.

“…… Are you referring to the ‘agreement’?”

“Eh, eh?”

Soon, White put her words about the concept straight into her mouth, and naturally, Ah Shera’s expression turned to bewilderment.

Seeing her eyes as if they were looking at a strange guy, White unconsciously rolled her eyes and avoided her gaze.

“…… You even know about the pact?”

“That’s how it happened.”

Unbeknownst to White, he first took a stance to make an excuse.

“You’re not going to tell me, just don’t talk.”

“… ….”

White shook her head at Ashera’s undeserved words.

A bit of amazement began to appear on Ashera’s expression.

“…… Did you find out that your disciple was also a member of the Demon King? Or being a direct disciple of the Demon King.”

“hahahaha, even kidding… ….”

First of all, it was White who responded and looked at it.

“… ….”

Immediately after, he began to ponder with a half-serious expression.

And then, as if he had remembered something, he exclaimed, “Oh.”

“…… No, it’s not just wrong, is it? Right now, you, my teacher, must be the Dark Demon King.”

“Ah.”

As if not considering that, Ashera subtly clicked her tongue once.

“…… It is like that too.”

“… ….”

“… ….”

A shaky atmosphere quietly settled down.

A moment of silence.

They only looked at each other quietly, but then Ashera opened her mouth again.

“Well, anyway. So that’s what I mean. What is the conclusion?”

Ashera let out a shallow sigh, still glancing at White with an uneasy gaze.

Ashera swipes the open note with her index finger once.

Soon she gleamed her golden eyes and asked White a question.

“…… Who will you target next? Disciple.”

She murmured in a very sincere manner.

“… ….”

Shortly after, White’s expression as he was reading the list of the 12 Demon Lords began to erode into perplexity.