The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I was drinking in my bedroom after the national funeral, which was all in Carol's shape.

It's not like I wasn't busy.

Until now, when excessive work was done, sleeping like mud was routine.

But now I can't sleep after overwork, so even after work, I started drinking and killing my time.

And I finally get a shallow sleep in the middle of the night and wake up in the morning.

So, for some reason, I don't even get sleepy during the day.

It's just that spending a sleepless night alone was too spicy, and I kept drinking on a quiet night as well as the castle staff.

Whether my head is going crazy or my body is in shape again, I don't feel good about drinking.

However, my thoughts are a little dull and my regrets attack me less often.

That was enough reason to drink.

To avoid awakening to a sufficient level of intoxication, add water to the leaking vessel and add a little alcohol to the body.

At least, while I was drinking, I didn't feel bored and never crushed by grief.

It was around the time I sat on the couch for one person after work and kept drinking for about three hours.

Ki - and the bedroom door opened.

When I narrowed my eyes and looked at you, it was one beautiful woman who stood there.

Wearing fancy clothes somewhere, Enrique.

- Where'd you sneak in from?

"Doesn't that matter?"

I poured the whiskey down to the edge of the glass and drank it all at once.

I feel the heat burning down my throat and a unique fragrance thrusts through my nasal cavity.

It seemed better to have more booze to deal with such an abalone opponent.

"You're drinking a lot"

"Right."

"If I were an assassin, I'd be dead."

"Try it."

I can't get drunk whether I drink or not.

I've tried many times, but it's the same as it used to be, and it really leaves me with the core of my head.

You can't lose compatibility or even reason.

Dull reflexes and operability, delayed reactions. Movements would be a big mess.

But I didn't think I could fight.

Even if it dies as a result, it also feels fine.

You won't even feel untrained.

"That's why I like it."

Enrique approached me and gently touched my cheek.

It was a woman's hand, feeling a little warm, sucking soft and moist on her skin, adjusting with some secret surgery.

Enrique has been putting his ass on the elbow of a sofa all by himself and laying his legs on my knees.

Out of the way.

"If you don't want to kill me, get out."

"Phew, you're lonely"

A hand stroking my cheek slips into a gap in my neck clothes.

I was stroked from chest plate to shoulder.

An untouched chest was pushed to the side over a piece of cloth.

"Don't do this. Don't do this."

"You're sad Master Carol's dead, aren't you? Shall I fill that hole for you...?

I whisper in my ear.

Shift your hips over your elbows and snuggle them against my flank.

Enrique's smooth legs went between his crotches.

"It's okay...... you like this body. Just like you did to Carol, you can use it."

"Stop."

When my legs did, a lot of bugs felt like crawling around on my skin.

Enrique's tongue hit his neck muscle, communicating his neck muscle and licking it to his ear.

"Heh heh, what did you do to Carol's body...? How did you make me whisper...? Tell me..."

Had it not been for the liquor in it, it would have been so intense.

But whatever it was because of the booze was a hundred million robberies, and while the blackened anger swirled violently, it was not on the table.

"I'm telling you to stop..."

That's what I said in a hopeful way.

I know you want to piss me off, but think about how this one feels, too.

No, because I thought about it, you're here to provoke me by choosing now that the wounds that mourned Carol are not healing.

"What do you think...? I was touched here, here, by Master Carol...?

Even as he tried to remain untouched, Enrique crawled into his mind using his voice and body.

He licks it with his tongue, leans over, and puts his hand in his clothes.

The limit was close.

"Hey Yuri, can I get on top...?

My heart broke when Enrique imitated Carol's voice and tried to cross her hips from her elbow hanging.

My body moves on its own, grabbing Enrique's thin neck, so that it can be turned into a liberated torrent.

I stood up, tried to throw it to the ground, and held my neck against the seat of the couch.

With his back teeth bitten tight, without any help, he grips Enrique's throat and weighs in.

"Do you want to die so badly -?"

Enrique was smiling thinly as she was wrapped around her fine neck.

If this is what you want, I'll give you death as you wish.

I grabbed Enrique's thin neck further and weighed in.

Enrique's throat sounded like a frog.

From the edge of Enrique's mouth drips an abrupt saliva, conveying his cheeks.

Enrique's insane eyes look at me with satisfaction as I tighten my throat.

Enrique's face grew blue-black, freaking out and his body jumped.

After a while, it also quieted down.

I killed Enrique.

With his hands on his chest and a heart massage, Enrique breathed back in the twelfth compression.

"Gah! Heh - ah, ha!

Enough is enough.

I went back to the sofa alone and poured new whiskey into the glass.

Truth is, I can get sick of this guy.

"Kaha - Hugh, Hugh"

Even such a perverted woman wanted to live, or if she did, she was desperately breathing all over her body.

I felt sorry for myself when I saw the flickering of my body desperately breathing air and trying to connect my life and stop it.

Having an unsaveable brain that far makes your body harder.

I deeply sympathized with Enrique's body, which had no sin whatsoever, but had Enrique's brain in the Lord.

I was so pitiful that I was about to cry.

I can't believe I have to hang out with such a perverted impotence for the rest of my life.

"Leave the impotence alone."

I got a word out of it.

I drink up my whiskey in one breath.

Is it my body that's pathetic?

The booze works, and the emotions excited by anger gradually get better and better.

"Ha, ha... Am I, dead?

Enrique's voice was terribly rough because he smashed his throat.

"He's dead. resuscitated."

I'm glad you're back on track.

No, was it bad?

Probably would have given up completely if I hadn't done it for about three minutes and come back to life.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

What's the matter, even the disorder remains?

"It was touching...... oh, it's a shame to be alive......"

You really are an unsaveable woman.

"If you're satisfied, go home"

No, really. Go home already.

"Yes - Ah."

Enrique broke his knee trying to get up.

They won't even stand up.

"Ha... boy..."

As I knelt next to Enrique, I held my back and back of my knee and held him.

"Ah."

Keep moving to bed and put him to sleep on it.

"Sleep there today"

"Yes...... thank you......"

What is it?

You're annoying me.

I grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass and headed to the other room.