episode_0024

After sending Eris back to solitary confinement.

“Wow, I think I’ll buy it.”

I just threw myself on the bed.

Although sex had taken place only a few hours ago, the bed was soft and not damp at all.

‘This is magic.’

Did you say cleaning magic?

As it is a teaching assistant’s room, this bed has a magic that allows it to return to a clean state at any time.

With just a click of a finger, the wet bed sheets dry and the smell disappears, allowing me to throw myself into bed with peace of mind.

‘I had a really hard time when I was a porter.’

Is there any way to do laundry properly when you have no money?

No matter how bad the smell was, I had to hope that my nose wouldn’t get clogged and get used to it, and even if it got dirty, I couldn’t wash it every time.

Living magic was quite expensive.

Since I mainly worked inside the dungeon, I developed life-world magic, but the problem is that it costs a lot of money.

You can enjoy that magic to your heart’s content here in the teaching assistant’s room.

Although it is true that the convenience of life can push away the heat related to sex and after sex.

But where is it?

Regardless of whether you bleed on this bed or not, it doesn’t change the fact that with a click of magic, the bed will be instantly clean.

‘Is cleaning magic also regression magic?’

By what principle does one become clean?

Like me, if you meet certain conditions, will you go back to the past?

At that point was you the cleanest?

Or when someone used it in moderation?

I don’t know.

My magical power was so limited that I couldn’t use or learn magic, so what was the point of analyzing the principles of magic?

‘You can outsource magic.’

The female succubus secretary is an excellent magician.

Of course, most of the magic she has used so far is specialized for training and prisoner management, but that is why it is of the greatest help to me as a trainer.

‘Is she a virgin?’

It may be absurd to say that a succubus is a virgin, but you never know.

If you are a virgin, your options expand in many ways.

‘I wish I was a virgin.’

The energy of the entire universe is praying for my life to turn out well.

As if I am being compensated for the adversity and hardships I have faced so far, my life as a teaching assistant is going smoothly even though there have been some difficult situations.

Where else can there be such a good situation?

Knock knock.

“Huh?”

A knock sounds.

There’s no need to knock at this late hour.

“…….”

There is nothing special to protect yourself in the teaching assistant’s room.

However, there are tools used for teaching assistants.

Sigh.

I grabbed the whip, which was as thick as a horse’s tail.

It may be an object intended for corporal punishment and hitting people, but if used with some magic on a bed, it can be used as a new ‘training assistant’.

Knock knock.

The sound rings once more.

“Who are you?”

[This is Natalie from the Supply Department. Can I come in?]

A straight voice.

I searched through my memories, but I had never heard a voice like this.

“…….”

Open the door carefully.

Outside the door was a succubus with pink hair, pushing a cart that looked like it could be used in a hotel.

“……Who is it?”

Look up and down once.

She had big breasts bigger than her head and was wearing a secretary’s suit, and her body was so violent that it made you drool.

“My name is Natalie and I am a new member of the Training Corps Supply Department. I received an order to supply necessary items to the teaching assistant.”

“What do I need?”

I pointed to the cart.

“I didn’t order anything in particular?”

“This is a late night snack.”

“…….”

I slowly stepped back.

Those who were not female succubus secretaries were slightly wary without knowing it, but more than anything, they were more worried about seeing it for the first time.

“You were in another corps and then assigned to this one?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Which unit were you originally in?”

“I was in the intelligence corps.”

As I moved out of the way, supply sergeant Natalie pushed the cart inside and placed it next to the table.

“Intelligence Department. The main task is to collect and handle information.”

“Yes.”

“Aren’t you dissatisfied with being assigned here?”

“I just follow orders. No matter where you are, working for the Demon Lord remains the same.”

“…….”

Maybe it’s because she’s a succubus.

If he were a vampire like General Aide Akamond, the words ‘For the vampire army’ would have come out first.

‘Does it matter?’

The vampire army is ultimately a part of the devil’s army.

If we talk about the relationship between the state and local governments, it is actually more correct to say that it is for the devil’s army, which is like the state.

Clatter, rattle.

Quartermaster Natalie took food out of the cart.

“…….”

The types of food are quite hideous.

It was full of greasy and greasy meat, and it was full of protein and fat that didn’t look like vegetables at all.

“Have a nice meal. Please leave the dishes and dishes in the cart and take them out, and I will collect them.”

“Is this dinner?”

“Yes?”

“I already had dinner.”

“……?”

Supply sergeant Natalie tilts her head.

“……I’m sorry. It looks like there was a mistake.”

Supply sergeant Natalie frowned and lowered her head.

“No, it’s okay. I can’t just leave it here.”

Although it looks a bit more bloated than a Drake steak, this body is young, in its early 20s.

‘You can drink as much alcohol and meat as you want, even if you eat it as a late-night snack.’

It’s not that I’m a glutton.

But what can I say about the vampire army’s meal, at least it was much more delicious than any food I’ve eaten since being reincarnated in this fantasy world.

‘How about you call it gluttony?’

Should I say this is compensation for eating worse bread and soup than military jjambap for 20 years?

After being reincarnated, I spent every day starving as a child, so I couldn’t stand by and watch food go to waste.

“Go in.”

“Yes, I understand.”

I sent out supply sergeant Natalie.

“……Do demons always make meat this thick?”

When I press a 5cm thick steak with a fork, oil flows out from inside.

There is a slight odor of the fragrant spices and the meat itself, but it is not enough to cause complaints.

It would be much better than the rat meat soup I ate in the beggar’s den of Baron Gilberte.

‘I can no longer live a life without the Demon Lord.’

In order to enjoy this level of luxury, wouldn’t one have to be at least a nobleman, such as Baron Gilberte or higher among humans?

Therefore, I cannot give up my position as a teaching assistant.

The same goes for the wine in front of you, and you can never give up the luxury that a cheap porter adventurer cannot enjoy.

‘For the life of the glorious trainer Azazel.’

Cheers.

I poured the wine directly into the empty glass and then held the glass up in the air.

licking.

“……?”

The moment I realized that the taste of wine was more sour than I expected.

“……Huh?”

With a burning sensation in the throat.

“……!!”

A pain that felt like my throat was melting exploded from my esophagus.

ah.

Fuck.

…

…

…

“…….”

Come to your senses.

“Ohhh, huh, huh….”

In front of me, Eris was looking towards me with the face of a female, completely relaxed, and was longing for a kiss.

“…Ugh, wow?!”

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

little.

Without realizing it, I moved my body as if I was forcefully hitting my dick.

“Ah, Joe, more…! Harder…!!”

Fortunately, Eris was already happier than before and cried out in pleasure.

Buhrrr.

The bed was soaked with the heat of the man and woman.

* * *

“Dinner…are you not eating?”

Eris notices.

Previously, I had fun eating dinner with the thought of beating Eris, but now I feel like I’m getting a little thirsty to eat while continuing to act like a sweet romance gentleman to Eris.

“…I just love watching you eat.”

“…….”

Eris lowered her head.

He looks like he’s blushing and muttering, but-

‘Could it be poisonous?’

I’m sorry, but Eris doesn’t know my true feelings right now.

Even though I already knew that ‘this dinner’ was safe, I made Eris eat food that might have been poisoned.

Creep, crease.

Fortunately, Eris was fine after eating the food.

I started eating slowly but-

“Is there something that bothers you?”

Eris looked at me and asked carefully, wondering if I was having trouble hiding my expression.

“If this is a letter addressed to mother…”

Eris glanced at the letter lying in front of her desk.

The letter has already been written, and all that’s left is dinner.

“No. just. I feel fortunate to be able to eat comfortably like this.”

“Ma, feel at ease…?”

“Okay. Isn’t that right?”

I got up from my seat, walked over to Eris, and picked up her half-eaten bread.

“In prison, you never know when you might be given poisoned food, but you can eat it comfortably like this.”

Yes.

Eris was surprised that I chewed her bread loudly, but immediately lowered her head.

“Are you going to poison yourself?”

“Poisoned? well. If I were to put something in my food, it would probably be like putting an aphrodisiac in my drinking water.”

“Miss, weak….”

“It’s a joke.”

I ended the evening by patting Eris on the back.

“I guess I should go back after I finish eating.”

” too, are you going back? Where?”

“That’s right.”

I pointed outside.

“In your private room.”

“…….”

“It’s time to get off work.”

And, it is time for fraud.

* * *

After Eris returned.

After activating the magic to clean the bed, I was troubled.

“…….”

assassination.

A teaching assistant.

why?

‘It has become an important factor. ‘But why?’

What reason does the vampire army have for assassinating me?

The suspect is, of course, supply sergeant Natalie.

The succubus, who was said to be from an intelligence unit, presented food in an extremely official manner.

‘Be an assassin.’

Knock knock.

A knock sounds.

“Who are you?”

[This is Natalie from the Supply Department. Can I come in?]

The situation is no different from before.

In other words, this situation is unavoidable.

‘Fuck.’

but.

If you can’t avoid it, you have no choice but to crash into it, and if you can, enjoy it.

“Come in.”

I walked over without lifting the whip and boldly opened the door.

“What is that?”

“It’s dinner.”

“Dinner?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm. It’s evening.”

The food in that cart, and first of all the ‘wine’, are symbols of death.

“It turned out well. I was hungry.”

“Meals are-”

“I will eat well.”

I just stretched my hand forward.

“……?!”

“What is your name? Oh, it’s not important.”

I grabbed Natalie’s wrist.

“Because sex is a meal to me.”

Could it be the culprit?

Is it a minion?

Or is she an innocent woman who doesn’t know that the items she brought are poisonous?

dump.

I threw Natalie on the bed.

“Take it off.”

Whatever the reality.

“Or I won’t take it off.”

If you rape someone, there will be an answer.