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The sun sank into the ridgeline of the mountains.
It was a section of the Central District.
Within the grounds that were surrounded by tall walls that seemed like they would be found at a prison, brazier fires were burning.
They passed through the gate that was surrounded by droves of men.
The disciples who were top half naked and practicing went âHa!â as they noticed them and stood straight.
Compared to these guys, the Kobolds were much more refreshing.
Diablo was bad with sports-oriented enthusiasm.
Not to mention genuine yakuza.
He pretended to have a Demon King-like calm, but he was losing his nerves in his mind.
The one who raised a scream was Shera. It was surprising to the point that he jumped a bit.
When Diablo turned his gaze around wondering what was happeningââ
Finding it a bit hard to understand, there was a woman who was caressing Sheraâs waist.
ăAra araâŚâŚYouâve got a nice bottom. You really donât seem like an Elf.ă
ââWhen in the world did she approach her!?
All of the people around them should have been nothing but men. She had slipped through that enclosure in an instant, and moreover, touched Shera without letting anyone notice her.
Super speed!? Teleportation!? It ainât anything as cheap as that!?
That woman had black hair, and black panther ears.
Normal Pantherians had orange colored hair, and possessed ears and tails that were yellow with leopard print black spots, but this woman was a rare black panther type Pantherian.
In other words, she was the same as Rem.
That Rem was openly scolding her.
ăLet go of her, Oba-san (aunt)!ă
Oba-sanââThe woman who was called that staggered. Even so, the right hand that was extended out to Sheraâs butt didnât let go though.
ăN, no wayâŚâŚRem-chan is being rebellious? Could it be, the Rem-chan that I believed in and sent off has, turned into a delinquentâŚâŚ!?ă
ăI havenât. Please take your hands off of Shera. I will get mad, you know?ă
ăPlease properly call me Sorami-nee-san.ă
It was at this late point in time that Diablo regained his composure.
He was swallowed up by the vigor of the woman that had suddenly appeared, but he needed to protect the two!
ăYou had best separate from Shera!ă
He extended his hand out to the one who called herself Sorami (who seemed to be Remâs aunt).
That being said, he still wasnât used to touching women.
Leaving it at just extending his hand, he didnât touch her body.
ăAra araâŚâŚYouâve got some nice intuition, donât you.ă
*Pari pari* Purple lightning ran across her body, and then dispersed in midair.
ââăLightning Clothingă!?
Through SP, it would clad the body in lightning.
It was a Martial Art that would give damage the opponent that touched them.
However, itâs effective time was short.
It wasnât strange for her to be using that Martial Art butâŚâŚ
Ever since Sorami had appeared, she had been touching Shera with her right hand the whole time. However, lightning damage didnât happen to Shera.
In other words, she had the Martial Art ăLightning Clothingă on except for her right hand!? Is something like that possible!?
It would seem that there was no mistake that she was a person powerful enough that Diabloâs understanding couldnât catch up.
Sorami stared at him with a gentle look.
ăUfufuâŚâŚDonât you need to save her, your friend?ă
It only looked like she was just having her waist rubbed, but there must have been some sort of reason why Shera didnât escape by herself.
ââWas there a Martial Art that could seal someoneâs movements!?
Diablo hid his agitation.
ăHmphâŚâŚYouâve taken some strange actions, havenât you. So youâre Remâs aunt, as well as the assistant instructor here.ă
ăHey now. You canât go calling a woman older than you âyou (kisama)â or âauntâ, you know? Please call me Sorami-nee-san, okay?ă
It was a gentle tone as if she were a gentle Onee-san.
No, that sort of older sister wasnât hereâŚâŚit was just the image of one.
The tension was going amiss.
However, there was no mistake that she was a powerful person.
The guys surrounding Diabloâs group purposely took some distance. In other words, this wasnât some accident, but something planned.
He couldnât read their objective.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
ââI, put a ăSlave Chokeră on the daughter of the yakuza, and marched into their headquarters, didnât I!?
A cold sweat started gushing out.
It seemed that Rem wasnât self-aware of it, but it has turned into an outrageous situation!
Itâs times like this that the Demon King role play should be used.
I (ore) am Demon King Diablo!
I (ware) am Demon King Diablo!
I (ware) am the Demon King Diablo!
ăKuâŚâŚKu ku kuâŚâŚYou have shown me quite the interesting technique, havenât you, one called Sorami.ă
ăAra ara? Thatâs a slightly nice face youâre making there.ă
ăNo matter who you are, or what kind of objective you have, she is my property! If you are going to lay a hand on her, believe that you no longer have your life!ă
ăProperty? Ara, is that so.ă
*Kunyari* Sheraâs body bent into the shape of a âăâ.
With teary eyes, she let out a thin voice.
ăâŚâŚâŚâŚDiâŚâŚaâŚâŚbloă
ăI will be taking you back right now, Shera! ăLightning Bulletă!!ă
ăChemical Elemental Magic!?ă
As expected, maybe because there were few users of it in this other world, even Sorami opened her eyes wide in astonishment.
A magic formation spread out from his Magic Staff.
Bullets of light started flying at the same time.
ăLightning Bulletă was quick to activate, and its power was high as well.
Sorami stuck out her left hand.
The bullets of light ended up averting at her fingertip.
Diablo reflexively raised his voice.
He was also a Warrior that was over level 100. He knew that it was a Martial Art that used SP.
ââShe focused her SP at her fingertip!?
Sorami shook her left hand.
ăFufufuâŚâŚThat tingled a bit.ă
As they were confronting each other, Rem cut in from the side.
ăSorami-san, I will have you cut it out now!ă
Against her who could ward off even his ăLightning Bulletă, an attack done with living flesh shouldnât work.
That is what Diablo thought.
However, Remâs kick also shone due to SP.
It was the same as Soramiâs fingertip.
Her opponent caught her powerful kick with her left hand.
Finally, Sorami took some distance. She got away from them.
With a whole faced smile, she made a circle with both of her arms.
Going limp and looking as if she lost all of her strength in her limbs, Shera collapsed.
Diablo hurriedly caught her.
ăOi! Get ahold of yourself, Shera!ă
ăMyâŚâŚbody, feels really lightăź.ă
Going âwhat?â, it wasnât just Diablo, even Rem tilted her head.
ăThis whole time, my body felt heavy like it was being pulled down by my boobs, but when I was touched by Sorami-san, it totally became lighterăź!!ă
Going âUfufufuâŚâŚâ, Sorami laughed.
ăGirls with heavy boobs hold their bodies up with their waist muscles, right? It becomes easier for them when they get massaged, you knowăź?ă
ăYup! It was amazing! It felt so good that I didnât want to moveăź.ă
ââSo you didnât escape by yourself for that sort of reason!?
ăâŚâŚI wasted my time helping you.ă
ăAu. B, but, I was really happy, you know? To be helped by you, Rem.ă
ăIâm saying thanksăźă
Sorami looked like she was having fun watching the two quarrel.
ăTo think that Rem-chan would make a friend in the truest meaning, what a surprise.ă
ăâŚâŚPlease donât misunderstand. This Elf with useless flesh, isnât a friend.ă
ăWeâre companions after all!ă
Rem started talking back once again at Sheraâs words.
Sorami still had a gentle expression.
ăIt also looks like your technique hasnât withered away.ă
Rem warped her expression at those words.
ăâŚâŚNoâŚâŚI, no longer rely on the Gado style. It is too dangerous to get close to the enemy. I have now become a Summoner after all.ă
ăRem-chan, that person, I believe he was thinking of having you be the successor, you know?ă
ăâŚâŚNo matter what Tou-samaâs intentions wereâŚâŚI wonât become a Fistfighter. I donât have the talent for it after all.ă
Rem walked towards the building as if trying to run away.
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