Published: September 10, 2025
This is Satou. It’s not just in special effects shows, but I think it’s a given that before facing the evil leader directly, there will be fierce battles with the executives like the four heavenly kings or generals.
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"This is delicious!"
A young girl with pink hair bit into a strawberry shortcake, her eyes sparkling.
"Yes~?"
"This Mont Blanc here is delicious too."
"The larval form recommends this pudding as well."
Tama, Pochi, and Nana—the three of them—were treating the young girl with sweets.
Since the girl spoke in the divine era language, I was supporting the conversation with arcane magic’s “Translate: Divine Era Language” skill.
This is a newly created otherworld above the Great Desert.
We brought her here because if the demon god guarding the isolated island palace, who seems to be the young girl’s protector, came attacking, it would be a problem.
The sweets are lubricant to make the young girl open her mouth more easily.
Besides the towering sweets on the table in this space, there were several “gingerbread houses” supervised by Arisa lined up nearby, filling the air with a sweet aroma.
"Choco fondue is ready~"
"Yay, chocolate~?"
"It's great!"
When a living doll modeled after Lulu, equipped with a magical artifact that circulates chocolate at the perfect temperature, entered the room, Tama and Pochi jumped for joy.
Only I and the four previously mentioned people are here.
The others are waiting at the isolated island palace for safety.
“Choco? It looks kind of muddy though...”
“The larval form says chocolate is justice.”
Nana lectured the hesitant young girl on how to eat chocolate fondue.
“Delicious!”
“Of course~?”
The young girl timidly dipped a biscuit in chocolate, eating it with shining eyes. Tama, sitting beside her, nodded as if that was only natural.
“It’s delicious even dipped with this fruit.”
Pochi added, “Chocolate banana is the strongest.”
—Is this about right now?
I spoke up as the young girl relaxed.
“Is it delicious?”
“Yeah!”
The young girl, her mouth messy with chocolate, said.
The more I look at her, the more she resembles the young girl in the shadow castle of the Rumork Kingdom—the one we found in the painting and the body floating in the incubation tank.
Unfortunately, both appraisal and AR display showed UNKNOWN, so we couldn’t tell anything.
“Don’t you have sweets at home?”
“Nope. We do, but only after meals or at three o’clock snack time.”
This time the young girl had ice cream and answered with the spoon in her mouth.
“Who makes the snacks?”
“Mother!”
The answer made a sultry pink-haired beauty flash through my mind.
“What kind of person?”
“Not a person! A demon race with ruby-like horns!”
The image I had immediately changed.
Tama and Pochi were surprised upon hearing “demon race,” but sensing things might get complicated, I quickly moved around to cover their mouths and signaled them not to mention it.
“Is Mother the wife of your master?”
“Nope, the master’s servant. She said she’s the strongest and oldest demon race!”
The young girl’s mouth was loose.
I pretended to be impressed with a “Wow, that’s amazing” and offered some sweetened black tea to cleanse the palate.
“Were you active in the tower under the master’s orders?”
“Yeah—no! Forget it! That’s a secret!”
After nodding to my question, the young girl hurriedly denied it.
“I see, if it’s a secret then it can’t be helped.”
“Yeah, can’t be helped.”
The young girl nodded repeatedly, then diverted herself by digging into the parfait with a long spoon.
“So what is the demon god trying to do in the tower?”
“I don’t know. Something amazing!”
If it’s vague, maybe it’s not a secret?
Earlier, I deliberately swapped “master” with “demon god” in the question, but the young girl answered without hesitation.
As expected, they were working in the tower under the demon god’s orders.
“Nyu!”
Tama’s ears perked up sharply.
At the same time, a voice echoed through the otherworld.