My Wife Is the Devil

『Devil’s Nest』

A magic that only a few of the 24 high-ranking demons, led by Nirhill, could handle.

This magic, which creates the world itself by applying the devil’s nature that can completely impersonate any being, to one’s image, is the same as Roman’s power “Generation” given by the principle of operation.

If you look at it this way, it looks like a really crazy magic, but in reality, even if the fuel economy of magic is bad, it is so bad that even if you create and maintain a world the size of a small mansion, most of the demons are at a level that runs out of magic. In fact, it is safe to say that it is a dead magic.

However, as the grand explanation of creating the world was added.

It wasn’t that there were no fool demons who maintained a nest of a size that could literally be called the world itself, even while enduring with inefficient consumption of magical power.

… A demon nicknamed “The King’s Nightmare”. Cecil Lionelta is the protagonist.

No one knows why she always maintains this formidable magic.

Even the working horses who live in 『Devil’s Nest』 and manage various facilities including the mansion built therein did not know exactly why their master was committing such inefficient waste of mana.

It’s just to show off to other demons, or to keep a lot of workhorses, so I’m just making a vague guess.

But recently.

After a new corps commander named Camang accidentally found ‘something’ in the corner of the mansion built in the nest.

Among the nomads called the Nightmare Corps, ‘The reason why the King’s Nightmare is irrationally pouring out infinite magical power to maintain the nest.’

actually.

The enemy of all demons.

To keep a collection about Julius Tafnel.

Such absurd rumors began to circulate.

***

After the holy sword in the form of a girl was captured by the tentacle demon summoned by Cecil and disappeared.

Julius and Cecil had to visit the devil’s nest again.

Of course, I didn’t go out to play because I had nothing to do.

Before dawn the next day, there were more things to do than Taesan to break into the royal palace occupied by the devil Erman and Arnhill, but because of the Holy Sword, Cecil was pulled out, so it was an inevitable choice to appease her. It was.

‘it’s okay. It’s not a waste of time. No, it’s actually a time advantage?’

According to Cecil, even if you spend more than one night in the nest, in reality, only a minute passes.

There was also no strategic reason to refuse.

Anyway, after comforting Cecil, who was in a lot of pain for various reasons, on a bed on the side of the mansion.

Julius is taking a walk while pondering the story of Erman that Lionelta had told him.

While looking around the interior of the mansion, which exudes a luxurious feeling like a royal palace.

“… … ha.”

By the way, I am walking alone.

The holy sword, which was always hanging from his waist and chattering, was in the midst of a desperate escape from the tentacle demon. Cecil lost his waist while having a ‘conversation of reconciliation’ on the bed, and was receiving a massage from the female servants.

‘Uh, Julius. The waist, the waist is missing!’

“… … under.”

A high-ranking demon whining that he lost his waist. I can’t even make a joke.

As I recalled what had happened before, I laughed out loud.

Tub- Tub-

While I was walking down the bright red carpeted hallway, thinking about the white and soft cheeks of Cecil, and thinking about what would happen in the future, I was making a serious expression.

Julius paused for a moment because of the words engraved on the door in one corner of a quiet hallway—even though it was quiet except where the Cecil was in fact.

“… … What else is this?”

[Specialist Julius]

A list of words engraved on a wooden door made entirely of old wood.

Looking at the absurd words engraved in useless old-fashioned handwriting, Julius put on a shaky expression on his face.

“What else is Special Julius? … .”

Isn’t it a bit embarrassing?

If you can’t even imagine what the hell is beyond the door, you’ll be curious.

Unfortunately, the inscriptions on the door gave Julius a rough idea of what lies beyond.

… … Well, there must be some kind of strange portrait hanging on it.

After thinking about it, Julius took a quick glance at his name written in a nice handwriting, and then moved on again.

We decided not to open the door of [Special Julius].

No matter how much they said they were a couple, there was a certain privacy thing, and I didn’t want to go around and see places where there were likely to be embarrassing things.

“… … Cecil has a slightly perverted side.”

Even worse, if you witnessed a painting of Julius himself, he might not be able to look at Cecil’s face properly for a while.

… … .

Anyway, Julius decided to stop taking a walk that doubled as a tour of the mansion at this point.

It was because I was afraid that I would see Cecil’s dark history that I should not have seen if I kept walking around the mansion, and I was also anxious about what would happen if my business with Erman didn’t go well.

But Saint Telmere said,

As there is a saying that something you desperately want to avoid will happen.

It was as if the door would unconditionally open no matter what Julius made.

An antique wooden door engraved with Julius’s name opened and someone’s voice was heard from inside.

“Don’t do that, come in. There’s not much that you think is weird.”

It was a voice he knew well. To be precise, it was the voice of a woman who had been mixing bodies before.

“… … Washroom?”

A lovely wife who now has taken it for granted that she is by her side. Julius stopped walking at Cecil’s voice and turned his head. Hair was protruding through the gap in the slightly opened door of the Special House. A familiar brown light flickered in his eyes.

“It feels really good to call you like that. Rom’s child.”

And as if Julius’ words were the correct answer, the owner of the voice poked his face through the crack in the door with a slightly mischievous smile.

“you… … .”

“Long time no see. No. It’s been a while since we were lying on the bed together, so there’s no sense in saying it’s been a while.”

“… … Nirhill.”

A pointed nose, a slightly blushed cheek, and a mouth that is a luscious pink color, everything is counting itself.

only one. Except for the black eyes that were so dark that even light was sucked in.

“… … Haven’t you become one with Cecil again?”

Looking at the sudden protruding Nir Hill, Julius narrowed his eyebrows.

Obviously, Nirhill’s personality must have disappeared after Julius accepted the resurrected Cecil as one with her. But why did he reappear? Even in a place with a strange name like [Julius Specialist].

He did not understand the current situation in which Nirhil appeared again.

“Well, we’ll talk about such trifles later. Let’s take a look around here for a while.”

“no. First answer my words… … !”

But, whether or not Nirhil knows the confused Julius’s head.

With an innocuous and innocent smile, he pulled at his collar.

“Me too. Because she’s the ‘wife’ who deserves to be loved by you. Give me a minute.”

With an alluring and dignified voice, he pointed out that he was also Cecil.

***

“Isn’t it beautiful? Most of the things here are handmade by me. Of course, I borrowed the power of magic to procure the materials.”

“… … .”

Cecil with black eyes.

Guided by the great demon Nirhill, Julius entered the [Julius Special Museum] and slowly looked around the scene in front of him following Nirhill’s elegant gestures.

Following the trajectory of the slender arms that cut through the air, the interior of the Special Gallery was much cleaner and healthier than I had imagined.

“painting. And there are a lot of dolls.”

The walls were painted with portraits of him, as Julius had expected.

Starting with a picture that pretends to be fatal and makes a bizarre expression, each one contains a lot of Cecil’s self-interest. I can’t even open my eyes and look at it.

However, it was not paintings or statues of shameful nudity that filled the inside of the special feature hall, but dolls with large heads.

“… … Hmmm.”

Nirhill blinks as if to look around.

There was a light pride in his dark, black eyes.

“… This is how it happened Don’t let the specs do it.”

There were really a lot of things I wanted to ask.

However, Julius decided to match the rhythm of Nirhill for now.

Atonement for the harsh treatment I once had with Nirhil… It’s not the same grandiose reason, it’s just that if you don’t appreciate the doll, you can clearly see that you’ll keep your mouth shut.

“It’s all me.”

Taking a leisurely walk, Julius looked around at the dolls displayed in the glass box, and opened his mouth toward Nirhill.

The dolls in the box are one hundred or one hundred. They all had blonde hair and wore a uniform resembling a mourning robe, and I think I can understand why this place was called [Julius Specialist].

“… … okay. these are all you Isn’t it really cute?”

Nirhill answered his words with a bright smile.

When the hell the doll was taken out of the box, she was also holding a doll of Julius with puffy cheeks in her arms.

“I don’t look like this.”

“know. But isn’t this cuter?”

Nirhill smiled brightly as he randomly rubbed the cheeks of a doll with a head the size of a torso.

“… … therefore. Can’t you tell me slowly now? Why did you appear again?”

Julius, who watched it for a moment, cautiously opened his mouth toward Nirhill. Even knowing that this demon in front of me is definitely Cecil. Julius felt a slight ‘discomfort’ in facing her.

“You still don’t seem to like me. When he took his body, he acted like he was going to pick up all the stars in the sky. Are you saying you’ve seen everything now?”

“… … .”

With her eyes open in the shape of a half moon, Nirhill secretly covered my chest as if she had seen a strange pervert.

In the past, just holding your hand would make your cheeks turn red and then run away.

Julius continued speaking to the demon, who had been able to spit out even such jokes with ease.

“If you want, I can pick you up, even if it’s nothing special.”

“done. I don’t need a liar’s bluff.”

“It is not a lie. If you really want… … .”

“I promised that I would love a country like this. Really, aren’t you annoyed that I’m back?”

“… … .”

“flaw. But it doesn’t matter because I love you even like that.”

Inconvenience. perplexity. And a little affection.

Looking at the whirlpool of countless emotions in Julius’s golden eyes, who was looking at him, Nirhill laughed wildly.

I didn’t do ugly things like begging for love like I used to.

Because it was enough just to be loved by Cecil’s personality when he was a human.

“therefore. Are you wondering if I’m back again?”

“okay. Perhaps you are suffering again because of me. Are you not saying anything and just acting foolishly until you feel sick to your stomach?”

I’m worried about that.

Facing the black eyes that seemed to contain the void. Julius showed his inner feelings toward Nirhill.

the other day. The reason Cecil’s personality was split in two was in Julius himself.

His own heart to reject her as a demon had torn the character of a woman named Cecil Lionelta in two.

even at this moment. Isn’t it uncomfortable to call Cecil Nir Hill just because he speaks differently?

Julius blamed himself for such a mistake, and at the same time felt unbearable anxiety.

“It’s different from before. At that time, the very existence itself was split in two by your strong heart to deny the devil. It’s different this time.”

This is Cecil, that is, I did it myself. by necessity.

As if there is no need for useless self-blame. Nirhill said firmly.

“I don’t quite understand. Please tell me more.”

“Unfortunately. I can’t speak.”

“… … ?”

“As Nirhill, I have a very demonic mindset. And the devil always pays for a man’s favor.”

“… … cost.”

There is a price to be paid to find out why the personality is again split in two. At Nirhill’s words, Julius narrowed his eyebrows.

“i get it. Don’t let me pay for it.”

However, soon he was willing to pay the price.

No matter how large the price, in the end, it is Cecil who demands it and Julius himself pays it.

At best, I thought that he would demand a priceless price, such as increasing the number of kisses he gives when he wakes up in the morning.

However, the price that Nirhill offered was beyond Julius’ imagination.

“Let me take this.”

“This… … .”

Julius nodded his head willingly. Nirhill took something small and elongated from the small pocket attached to the dress he was wearing, as if waiting, and handed it to Julius.

“It’s just an ordinary pen.”

“Why are you giving me this all of a sudden? ah.”

Julius, who suddenly tilted his head while holding the pen in his hand, was able to understand Nirhill’s intentions.

In short, the price was a contract.

Clearly, a contract is a symbol of the devil.

“And take this too.”

Eventually, Nirhill took something out of his pocket again and handed it to Julius.

“Yeah, give me the contract… … la?”

Of course, Julius, who thought he would give him a contract commonly used by demons, narrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the object in his hand.

What he held in his hand was a piece of white, soft cloth.

When I opened it with both hands, it was a negligee pajama that women often wore in bed.

“Sign it there.”

“… … what?”

“It’s a signature. sign. That’s why novelists usually put them in first editions.”

“… … .”

“I would love to have your autograph. Even when I was an idiot, I always wanted to have it, but I often forgot to get it.”

Oh, and write a small note under the sign.

‘Julius’s own cute puppy. Cecil Lionelta.’ say

“uh… . i get it.”

“Ah, you made a mistake. Write it down as a bitch, not a puppy.”

“… … .”

The appearance of Nirhill, who utters words such as ‘female cow’ so seriously and asks for an autograph, is just madness itself.

Julius couldn’t do anything other than just nod his head.