The Impersonating Daimaou Wants to be Hated (WN): Chapter 2

 

Chapter 2: Hello, I'm the Daimaou

 Hello, I'm the Daimaou. How are you all in the world these days?

 A long time ago, even though I was one step closer to conquering the world, I was betrayed by my super-lovable disciples and was sealed with regret (lol).

 During the past 300 years, I have tried to break the seal many times in between naps, but my disciples are kings who have mastered their respective attributes, and no matter what I do, the seal never broke (Sob*, sob*).

 I wondered how many more hundreds of years it would take to get out of this place, and even I was a little depressed. And then, it was time. A big chance came to this Daimaou.

 The one who brought the chance was a little stupid human named Aquim-kun. Apparently, Aquim-kun had some feelings for the human who he had just confronted and his human girlfriend. I was wondering if he had any thoughts about this. He tried to borrow my power as the Daimaou by performing sacrifices and all sorts of other things. Clap*, clap* (Me sending unsparing praise in my mind).

 Of course, the seal of the kings is not something that a small time villain like Aquim-kun can do anything about.

 But fortunately, Aquim-kun was the son of a minister, in other words, a rich young man. Thanks to him, the catalysts used in the ritual were unquestionably first-class, regardless of the content of the ritual. As a result of his super efforts, I was able to achieve my longed-for resurrection. Yay (Me jumping up and down in my mind).

 Now that I am free, let's go and punish my foolish disciples right away.

 Immediately after I came out of the seal, I was thinking that kind of thing without even noticing my condition.

 Of course, I immediately noticed something was wrong. Yes, I was so happy to get out of the seal that I had completely forgotten about it, but when I left the seal, I had cut myself to the bone out of necessity. I had to cut my body as much as I could. Even though I was able to break the seal, it was only a small crack, and in order to get out of the seal, I had to reduce my body to the utmost limit.

 Fortunately, I have the power to regenerate even if I am reduced to a piece of meat as long as my mind is not completely shattered, but even so, it was extremely hard on my weakened body that had been sealed for so many years.

 If I were to compare my current state to that of a human being, I would say that I am acting as if I were a single eyeball.

 In other words, I am dying. To be frank, I feel like I am dying.

 If my disciples find out that I resurrected in this state, I will be killed this time. So before that happens, I need to eat a lot of food and return to my former self, the invincible Daimaou.

 By the way, Aquim-kun, who worked so hard for me, is swallowed whole from the head so that he would not suffer. I would have liked to eat Aquim-kun, a precious meal for my empty stomach, more carefully, but as the Daimaou, I should repay him for his kindness.

 Not only did he end his miserable life in peace, but he also used his life to revive the Daimaou, a feat that no one had ever accomplished before. After all he had done, he must die with satisfaction. You did it, Aquim-kun. You are so cool, Aquim-kun. Clap*, clap* (Me giving a generous round of applause).

 Now that I've said enough about the brave and wonderful Aquim-kun, I, the now living and now powerful maou, have to think about the future.

 Fortunately, thanks to my appointment as a Knight of Light, I have the Holy Sword back in my possession. Even if I regain my power in the future, I will be able to cover my presence by using the sword's magic.

 Well, in order to receive this sword, I had to appear before Floria, one of the disciples who sealed me and also the King of Light, and I was afraid that she would find out. She returned to me the sword that I had made for her so long ago, without realizing that it was me.

 Even after three hundred years, there is no change. Ah, no, she had looked more like an adult woman than in the past.

 I remember her wavy golden hair and golden eyes that reminded me of a full moon. Dressed in a white dress, she bore no resemblance to the boyish girl she was when she was with me.

 I was thinking of what revenge I should give to those foolish girls who betrayed me, but since they've become such splendid bitches, I guess I'll just do what they want and train them so that they can never disobey me again as bitches.

"Fufu. That's good. Sounds very fun."

 Just as I was thinking about the time that would eventually come, there was a knock at my door. Ah, it seems the long-awaited meal has finally arrived.

"Enter."

 I excitedly ordered, imitating the tone of my great benefactor, Aquim-kun, so as not to let her realize.

"Excuse me."

 The door to the room is opened following the sound of a shivering voice. She has shiny black hair that reaches down to her waist. Her black eyes seem to have a strong will. The woman who entered was a dignified woman dressed in a military uniform.

"You've come, Elana."

“…………”

 Oh well. Even though Aquim-kun went to the trouble of welcoming her with a big smile, she, Elana-san, did not respond at all.

 If she is the dignified girl in Aquim-kun's memory, she would have revealed her dislike and hostility when a prick like Aquim-kun approached her, but she seems to have lost all her usual high spirits as she understands her own situation.

 To be clear, this is not good.

 I love hatred, resentment, and other such feelings. And yet she has weakened her hatred for me (or rather, Aquim-kun) and is tainted with despair.

 If this continues, my first magnificent dinner after my resurrection will be tasteless cold food.

 In order for me to have a delicious dinner, I have no choice but to ask Aquim-kun to do his very best here.

 I searched through Aquim-kun's memory and smiled the kind of sly smile that Aquim-kun would do.

"Kukuku. You look good, Elana. By the way, you know what's going to happen now, right?"

 Elana-san's shoulders were shaking. But even so, she did not speak but simply turned her face away from Aquim-kun.

 Jeez, why are you so scared, Elana-san? Aquim-kun, who is weaker than you and has a lousy character, is about to rape you. Don't you think of killing him and running away? Someone great said that people can do it if they try, right? Good luck, Elana-san. Do your very best.

 I cheered frantically to Elana-san from inside Aquim-kun. But sadly. Prayer is sometimes a helpless thing. Elana-san remained silent for a long time. From her attitude, I could catch a glimpse of her resentment toward the fate that was about to befall her, but also a sense of feeling peculiar to those who have somehow accepted it.

 Hmmm. This is really not good. I have to stir things up more (sense of mission).

"Ha! You're just going to stand still? Does that mean you're abandoning your duty as an attendant?"

"W-wrong. Don't jump to conclusions. I will fulfill my duty properly."

"Is that true? Well, if you don't want to, your sister will have to do it."

"Leave Tiara alone!"

 Mana blew out from Elana-san's whole body, and it turns into a flame, coloring the meal beautifully.

 All right, all right. That's the spirit! Vigor is the best for human beings. One can't bear a grudge if one didn't have energy.

 Against the flame-clad Elana-san, Aquim-kun should be a scared small boy.

"H-hii!? H-hey! W-what the hell is that attitude!? Who do you think you're talking to? I'm the knight of light. I can tell the King right now. It's a rebellion. Is that okay?"

 Aquim-kun fell on his butt. Come on, there are a lot of openings, right? You can kill Aquim-kun with your hatred. Or you can hold back and let your hatred burn fiercely on the inside. Either way, I can enjoy a delicious meal of hatred.

 By the way, Elana-san seemed to have chosen the latter.

"Kuh. I-I'm sorry. Aquim......... sama."

 Elana-san apologizes to Aquim-kun, bowing down deeply. Her face is hidden by her bangs, but her fists are shaking with uncontrollable hatred.

 It's good. It's good. Keep it up. Please continue to hate me...... or rather, Aquim-kun, at that rate.

"Damn it! You scared the shit out of me, you shit!"

 Aquim-kun stands up, ranting and raving like the little man he is.

 Ahh, the look of disdain in Elana-san's eyes. It's good! Please hate Aquim-kun more and more! Hate him to the point of wanting to kill him!

 I will eat all of them.

"I won't forgive you anymore. Let's get on with it. Oi, take off your clothes."

 Aquim-kun ordered arrogantly as he sat down on the bed.

 After a brief hesitation, Elana-san took off her military uniform with trembling hands.

 Her plain black underwear, without any decoration, is revealed, and her well-defined body is exposed to the light of day.

 This is the sight that Aquim-kun dreamed of, and in a way, it is the same for me.

 The first proper meal in three hundred years. Ahh, I can't stop drooling.

 Well, well, the night is long. You will be in the arms of the man you hate. Hate your fate and me, the Daimaou who pretended to be Aquim-kun, to your heart's content.