The Impersonating Daimaou Wants to be Hated (WN): Chapter 62

 

Chapter 62: Interlude: Daimaou's Adjutant

"I didn't expect to be called out of the blue. Hopefully, it will be over soon."

 The other day, after a fierce battle, we finally defeated one of the seven major nations, but the postwar process was more tedious than ever, and to be honest, it was more tiring than the war. But I finally got things settled, and just when I was thinking, "Now I can sleep," I received a summon from that Daimaou.

"Haa. It's really not my lucky day."

 A sigh spontaneously spilled out as I walked through the uselessly long corridors of the Daimaou's Castle.

"I can't remember when was the last time I had a decent sleep. I'll totally ask for overtime pay."

 Fortunately, the top brass of the Daimaou's Army to which I belong is all people who don't care about money. I'm taking advantage of my position as the adjutant of the Daimaou to make only my salary about ten times that of the others, but tomorrow I'll ask for twenty times as much. Yep, let's do that.

“I'll also be able to pay all of my meals and other daily expenses. And all the other unusual magic tool is my personal property, not the military's."

 I can't stop talking to myself, probably because I'm too tired and it's not like I'm a perfect person......Well, that's okay. There's no sign of anyone around me, and being able to properly vent stress in the shadows is also a requirement for a perfect being.

"Ah, really. I'd like to assassinate the Daimaou as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute, Adjutant-chan? You, why are you muttering disturbing things all by yourself?"

 Nugyaaaaa!? Seriously, shooockk!!!

 The one who appeared from the corner of the corridor was a vampire with shining golden hair in twin-tails. I mean, she heard me talking to myself just now, right? Damn, how could someone like me not notice her presence? Well, I guess it can't be helped since it was her.

“Kasadora-sama. What you did in the battle the other day was wonderful."

 I thought, "This is a pain in the ass. But in any case, she is the number three in the Daimaou's army and one of the Maou. As a perfectly beautiful woman, this adjutant had no choice but to kneel down.

“Aside from other lowly beings, you don’t have to kneel down, Adjutant-chan. You are my favorite.”

"No, it's only natural for an adjutant of the Daimaou-sama to show respect to Maou-sama."

 Despite all the pleasantries, the fact is that the Demon King's are all a little too freaky. Kasadora is relatively the better of the three, but even so, you never know what could get you killed if you're not careful.

"Really? If you respect me so much, come to my bed tonight. I'll make you feel good."

 Saying this, Kasadora took my arm and forced me to stand up, then took off my glasses, a prop to keep annoying insects away from me because I was too beautiful. Then, she gives me a quick flick on my chin with her finger.

"Fufu. You're still incredibly beautiful for a human. I'm intrigued."

 Kasadora's hand caresses my ass. And then, as beautiful as I was, she slowly approached my face. Ah, no! Kasadora is certainly better than the other two, but I don't like her because of this. But I don't know what she'll do to me if I refuse...... Haa. Seriously. If this had been a fucking ugly guy, I would have killed him and buried him, whether he was my boss or the Maou, but since it's Kasadora, who is so beautiful, I'll forgive her.

 Then my lips and Kasadora's lips overlap. What? What's with this tongue?

“Nhh? Ka... nhh!?"

 I tried to protest, but she put her hand behind my head so I couldn't escape. What? Hyaa? Ah, when did the hand that was groping my butt get inside my pants? Wha? Where are you sticking your fingers?

“Nhh!? K-Kasa... nnhh!?"

 As if trying to shut me up as I tried to raise my voice in protest, Kasadora's tongue flailed around in my mouth even more violently.

 Squelch*, squelch*. Squelch*, squelch*.

 Through the contact, Kasadora's mana flowed into my mouth. I never thought that I would be at the mercy of sexual magic. It's a Demon King, right? It lightly overwhelms my strength, which I was proud of being invincible until I was defeated by the Daimaou. Ah, no. I'm starting to feel lightheaded. But I can manage this much...

 Thump*!! Tap*, tap*.

"Fuu!? Wai, nhh!? Nnhhh!!"

 I tapped Kasadora on the shoulder, but she didn't care, and unbelievably, played with my mouth.

 Squelch*, squelch*. Squelch*, squelch*.

 Tap*, tap*. Thump*!!

"Nooo, ah, ah... cut it..."

 I'm seriously afraid for my safety just from that one light kiss. I mean, come on, you ero vampire. I can't take it anymore. For the sake of the world and for the sake of others, I switched my consciousness to combat in an attempt to eliminate my erotic boss. Thenーー

"Really, how can you be seriously offended when you are loved by this me?"

 Kasadora let go of my body at the perfect timing.

"Haa, haa. P-please stop playing around."

 I said it, but in my mind. "Damn it, damn it. I got a little wet by any chance?" It's true that, unlike this ero vampire, I'm pure in both body and soul and don't have sexual experience (well, almost none), but when I was played with so easily, I feel a certain sense of defeat.

 I bite my lip. Kasadora stares at me with his purple eyes shining like jewels.

“Fufu. You're really cute. Hey. Want to be mine? I'll treat you well, you know?"

"I can't do that. I'm the Daimaou-sama's adjutant. If you touch me, Daimaou-sama won't keep quiet, you know?"

"Ha. Then it's okay if I forcefully take you away from Daimaou-sama?"

 The Daimaou, the head of the Daimaou's Army, Kasadora does not back down as if it were a joke. Well, it can't be helped. Her relationship with the Daimaou is small. Even so, the other Demon Kings, Urnast and Honea, would still have some effect, but this woman seems to underestimate the Daimaou, so it doesn't have any effect at all.

"Ufufu. As usual, Kasadora-dono is too energetic."

 I was in a state of absolute despair (mainly sexually), but someone conveniently appeared, probably because of my good behavior.

 She was a rather petite woman in a pure white kimono. At first glance, she looked like a little girl. While Kasadora boasts of a beauty as dynamic as a wild beast, this one gives the impression of snow, perhaps because of her shining white hair and eyes.

 Demon King Honea. She's the most moderate of the three Demon Kings.

"What is it, Honea? Do you have any complaints?"

"Ufufu. No, that's not the case. But if you are late for the summons for no good reason, Daimaou-sama will get angry, you know?"

"Mu? Hmm... well, I can ignore the words of the Daimaou, but I think I'll just show my face."

 Apparently, the sexual harassment is over. This is the problem with being too attractive.

"Then, adjutant-dono, let's also go to Daimaou-sama."

"Ha. I understand."

 Ugh. I really don't like the idea of working with two Demon Kings! Bosses should leave their subordinates alone. It's hard in society to be able to say so clearly even if you think so. I can't wait to rise to the top.

"Adjutant-chan. Why are you stopping? Let's go."

 Kasadora wrapped her arm around my shoulders, and before I knew it...... she stuck her hand under my collar and rubbed my breast. 

 Rub*, rub*. Rub*, rub*.

"U-um Kasadora-sama. That kind of thing..."

“Speaking of which, you were mumbling something in the hallway earlier, do you know the word [disloyalty]?"

“………………”

"So? Did you say something?"

 Rub*, rub*. Rub*, rub*.

"No, nothing."

"Right, good."

"Hya!?"

 I can't help but raise my voice when Kasadora pinches my nipple. This ero vampire! I'm seriously afraid for my safety these days. I should really start thinking about how I should react when Kasadora tries to hold me for real.

 It's not that I'm afraid of sex, but it would be upsetting if she thinks I'm a cheap woman who anyone can easily hold. Yes. That's all. That's all there is to it.

"Fufu. What's wrong? Did your body ache?"

 Kasadora starts to pinch my nipple, while her other hand strokes my vagina over my pants.

"Hey, are you wet right now? Tell me."

 And as I should have expected, Kasadora's hand, which had been relentlessly stroking a particular part of my body from the top of my pants, naturally invaded my underwear. I mean, this is so bad. If she found out I'm wet, I'm in serious trouble, pride-wise and chastity-wise!

 I panicked and grabbed Kasadora's hand to stop her...... uu. The hairs, Kasadora's fingers are stroking my pubic hair!

"Kasadora-sama, please..."

“Hmm? No. I won't remove my hand. I'm going to harass you from now on."

 Gyaa!! This Demon King, she's serious. What should I do? If I don't somehow get to the Daimaou and let her collide with this ero vampire, my chastity, my chastity, aaaahh!

 As I was screaming in my mind, Honea, who was walking a little ahead of us (I don't know if it's because she's short, but she always moves while floating a little), looked back at me with a wry smile.

"Kasadora-dono. Adjutant-dono. It's fine that you two are so close, but if you are too late, Daimaou-sama will get angry."

"Y-yeah. Let's hurry up! Yeah, let's hurry up already!!"

"Ah, wait!?"

 I used all my strength to somehow escape from Kasadora's hand, and left the two of them behind as I dashed to the audience room where the Daimaou was.

 Since it is a meeting among us, there is no need to go to the trouble of using the audience room, but there are many bloodthirsty people in the Daimaou's Army...... or rather its executives, and if it is held in a small place, there is a fairly high probability that the room will be blown up. Because of this, discussions in the Daimaou's Castle have been held in the audience room since some time ago.

"Excuse me!!"

 The door with an elaborate picture of a mixture of the living and the dead was opened vigorously, and there she was.

 On a throne at the end of a red carpet stretching from the entrance, I was caught in a gaze that seemed to be extremely bored.

"... What's wrong? Adjutant-kun. Did you almost get raped by Kasadora?"

 A woman with hair and eyes of different colors on the left and right sides. The hair on the right side is black as if it is filled with hatred, but her eyes are shining white like a ray of hope. On the other hand, the hair on the left side is white like a brilliant flag, but her eyes are black and stagnant like a spark of rebellion.

 An immensely beautiful woman (though second only to me) who possesses two contradictory radiance. That is the Daimaou.

 At any rate, if I had come this far, I would no longer worry about that ero vampire. I knelt down and bowed so as not to spoil the Daimaou's mood.

"I apologize for making you wait and appearing rudely. Daimaou Nellia-sama."

"As I always say, Adjutant-kun. Don't you think it's rude to say something you don't even mean?"

 The Daimaou lightly intimidates me with her gaze while saying so. On her shoulder, there was a black bird perched as usual.

"My loyalty to the Daimaou is unclouded."

 As long as you are useful to me. I added in my mind.

"You're still very easy to understand."

 Fuu. The Daimaou snorted. She acts as if she can see into my inner thoughts, but compared to the Demon Kings, her behavior is easy to read and not so scary.

"Daimaou-sama, sorry I'm late."

"Mother Urnast. It's not too late. It's rather early."

 I was somewhat scared by the sudden voice, but I only looked back at her face. The last of the three Demon Kings and the No. 2 of the Daimaou's Army, Urnast, was there as I had expected.

 A dress with exposed shoulders. The upper half of her face was hidden by an eye patch, but even so, it did not hide the demonic beauty that lay beneath. I don't know if it was because of this or not, but I heard those stupid men (and sometimes women) who don't know how bad this Demon King felt a blissful mood just by her smile.

 Of course, from my point of view, she is just a madman like the other Demon Kings. Normally, she is as capable as I am, and she is active on the frontlines, but those who know her know that she is not kind. She sometimes loses her temper. Well, it's not that frequent, and if she doesn't lose her temper, she's quite a useful one, but I still don't want to get close to her because her behavior when she does lose her temper is too cruel. To be honest, I think it's not too much of a stretch to say that this woman alone is doing a lot of damage to the image of the Daimaou's army.

 While thinking about it, I felt Urnast's eyes on me through her eye patch, and I hurriedly lowered my head. 1...... 2...... 3...... I felt her gaze leave me and I sighed softly. Damn it, that woman is too scary.

"......Daimaou-sama, this is the report from the spy I dispatched the other day. It appears that the Holy King is officially announcing that he will move the Four Saints to defeat the Daimaou's army."

 My heart jumped greatly at the information brought by Urnast. The time has finally come.

 We recently dropped one of the seven major cities. This is different from the skirmishes we had engaged in. Until now, our actions were like small riots, but the Holy Church would not look over the fall of one of the seven major cities.

 Then, the four saints were brought in. In other words, they finally admitted that this was [war].

"At last, they are going to make a move. My hands are shaking."

 The Daimaou smiles like a beast with fangs bared. It is not hard to understand why the Daimaou, who loves to play around, is pleased, but as for me, if possible, I did not want the four saints to make a move.

 The Four Saints. The strongest people in the Holy Church, who have been given all authority by the Holy King. They are like the Demon Kings here, but their power is really unreasonable.

 In a past match, Kasadora and I were almost killed, and Honea was damaged to the point where she could not move for several months. The situation was resolved by the quick thinking of the Daimaou and Urnast, and although we inflicted similar damage on them, they are currently the only opponents other than the Holy King that we cannot be sure of winning even if we deploy the ultimate weapon, the Daimaou.

"With all due respect, but does Daimaou-sama can defeat them?"

"Hoh? What do you mean by that? Urnast."

 The black and white eyes of the Daimaou glinted at Urnast's words.

"I mean it as it is. I think you will have a tough time dealing with those four."

"Are you doubting my strength? How long are you going to think you are stronger than me just because you are one of my foster parents? You'd better realize that your attitude is just like cold water for the elderly." (TN: Toshiyori no hiyamizu - Cold water for the elderly: This phrase describes a situation in which an elderly person is doing something more aggressive or showy, or even dangerous than is appropriate for their physical condition.)

"The little girl who was as troublesome as a little monkey not so long ago is now barking bravely. If you want, we can give it a try."

 Urnast said so with a smile.

“Interesting! I will make it clear which one of us is the better one."

 The power emanating from the Daimaou shakes not only this room...... but the entire castle. The power of the Daimaou is still the same, what a ridiculous power. A normal person would have cowed by the mere sight of this. But the one facing her is a Demon King. Urnast also unleashed power from her entire body that was not inferior to the Daimaou.

 Eh? What? This stupid parent and child. Are you serious about killing each other? Stop it, will you? What are you going to do if you got tired because of something as silly as this, after picking a fight with the Holy King? If you're going to kill each other, I want you to do it after you've defeated the Holy King and ensured the control of the Daimaou's army. Then, no matter who wins, I will finish her off and I will reign as the king of the world. What a bunch of idiots they are, as usual, they can't understand such a thing.

 It's dangerous, but I have no choice. I raised my voice to stop them.

"Please stop Daimaou-sama! And you too, Maou-sama. Now is not the time to be doing this."

"Don't worry. It will be over soon with my overwhelming victory."

 No, that's not what I'm saying, you muscle-brain Daimaou. Shall I persuade Urnast, who understands the situation, leaving the muscle-brain alone?

"Fufu. The scream of your haughty pride. It looks very delicious."

 Ah, this is useless. Urnast is more dangerous than the Daimaou. I still didn't snap yet, but I'm close to it.

 It's no joke at all. If I get caught up in a fight between these monsters, no amount of lives will suffice. Do these people understand that my life is worth far more than the future of the Daimaou's army? Ah, forget it.

 I tried to use my ability to get out of this place as quickly as possible. Just thenーー

"Pyii! Pyiii!"

"Pi-chan."

 The bird perched on Daimaou's shoulder, known as "Pi-chan," cried out.

 Alrightt. We've got a winner!!

 Besides, Pi-chan is a really strange bird. It's all black like a crow, but its eyes are the most beautiful rainbow color, and the strangest thing isーー

"...I think I may have overstepped my bounds with what I said. Please forgive me, Daimaou-sama."

 When Pi-chan raises its voice, not only Urnast, but all of the troublesome Demon Kings become quiet, an effect that is too gratifying to be true. Pi-chan has helped me out of a tight spot on other occasions, and it's really talented. I really want to have Pi-chan.

 Once, when I told Daimaou that I wanted Pi-chan, she gave it to me, saying that she would give it to me as much as I wanted.

 At any rate, this is a relief. The Daimaou, perhaps having cooled down, smiled at Urnast, who was kneeling down and hanging her head.

"I would never forgive you, you stupid mother!!"

 She kicked Urnast away.

"Waii!?"

 Eh? What? What is this? Are you stupid? Are you a child who can't read the mood? It was all going to be over, no matter how you look at it. Why are you happily attacking your own mother, taking advantage of the fact that she didn't put up a fight?

"P-Pi-chan."

 Oh no. I have to stop this before it turns into a real fight. I looked for Pi-chan, hoping for a Pi-chan effect, and found that Pi-chan and Daimaou had joined forces to attack Urnast. Ah, Pi-chan. What a bad bird, poking her with its beak like that. I really want one.

"Wait, what's all this fuss?"

 Finally, Kasadora and Honea arrived. Lucky. Let's leave the troublesome things to these two.

"Kasadora-sama. Honea-sama. Please stop Daimaou-sama."

"No, I don't know what's going on. Hey, Daimaou. What are you doing together with Pi-chan like you're having fun?"

"Ha? … Ah, Mother Kasadora. It's not a big deal. I was just showing Mother Urnast a little bit of my growth."

"I think you're just acting like a kid. Hey, Pi-chan."

"Pyii! Pyiii!"

"Aside from Mother Kasadora. You're making too much noise, you little bastard! I'm going to eat you as a roasted chicken."

“Pyiii!?”

 Daimaou, who is clutching Pi-chan's neck as if she's going to strangle it to death. I don't know why, but Daimaou is the only one who is harsh on Pi-chan, who is so useful. This pattern is not good.

"Hey, you little shit. What are you doing to my Pi-chan? I'm going to kill you, you know?"

 Just as I had expected, this time a disturbing presence began to emanate from Kasadora, who was particularly fond of Pi-chan among the Demon Kings.

"Yes, yes. Both of you need to calm down a bit. We came here today to discuss, but this is no meeting. We mothers know very well that Nellia-chan is growing day by day, so for now, please put aside your anger for the time being."

"...If Mother Honea says so. But right now I'm the Daimaou. Stop calling me Nellia-chan."

"Understood, Daimaou-sama."

 Honea lowered her head with a smile as pale as snow. She's a weird woman, but useful at a time like this.

"Wait, why are you backing off? I'm frustrated because Adjutant-chan ran off. Let me have some fun."

 This ero vampire is saying something stupid. I think I'm fine, but I am ready to run away.

"It can't be helped. Look, Daimaou-sama, I want you to move away a little."

 Honea moves the Daimaou, who was kicking the fallen Urnast around, out of the way and picks her up.

"Thank you, Honea." 

 Urnast thanked Honea for helping her from the Daimaou's assault, but despite being hit by that many attacks, her body didn't seem to take any damage. She really is a monster.

"No worries, no worries. It's a small thing, Urnast-dono. But wait a minute...... Okay, that's better."

"...What are you doing?"

 Urnast asks Honea in amazement. Honea, who was supposed to help Urnast up, suddenly tied her up with magic chains. She was in a rather embarrassing position, with her crotch wide open.

"No, I thought this would be the best way to end the situation peacefully."

 Saying so, Honea rips Urnast's black dress and throws it away.

"Now, Kasadora-dono, you may use this body as you wish."

"Seriously? Anything?"

"I'm holding her down, so there's no problem."

"Kyahaha! I like your personality, but you're also a great woman and you don't break easily. Let me fuck you, too, Honea."

“I don't like sex very much, so you'll have to put up with Urnast's body."

 In what was a pretty outlandish statement, Honea also tore off Urnast's underwear, which was the same color as the dress. Naturally, the woman's private parts were in full view.

 Uwa! It's the first time I've seen someone else's pussy so clearly. Putting aside her personality, when it comes to a beautiful woman like Urnast... I can't take my eyes off her.

 ……Urnast has quite thick pubic hair. Or is that normal and mine's just thin? I've never cared about other people's pubic parts, so I don't know.

 As I was caught up in these not-so-perfect-human thoughts, Urnast let out a small sigh.

"...It can't be helped. I can't force my way out of this so please finish it quickly."

"Ha? No. I'll enjoy it for at least a week."

 Kasadora takes off her clothes as fast as magic. Ah, h-hey! She's licking her pussy. That's disgusting. I don't know if it feels good to do that.

 I don't have the slightest interest in it, but since I'm here, it's okay to observe a little. I'm not even interested in this.

 Just as I was about to observe the Demon Kings in action, I had no choice but to do so. A huge force suddenly emanated behind me.

"W-what are you doing!?"

 When I turned around, there was the Daimaou with her cheeks slightly blushing.

"You guys. What are you doing in front of me!? You stupid parents!!"

 Immediately after, the power that only the Daimaou possesses, the curse power, swallows the Demon Kings and blasts them far away.

 Wha!? They're not dead, right? I am having a headache at the appalling behavior of those who are the keystone of the Daimaou's army.

"Haa. Can we really win like this?"

 The time is the 1,120th year of the Holy King's reign. In the past, mankind hated each other and came one step closer to extinction, but the war could not be stopped. However, by what miracle, a man chosen by Arama, the god of order, emerged from the midst of the human race that had become nothing more than a being waiting for its end.

 With the blessing of Arama, he used his transcendent abilities to unite mankind and finally eradicate war from the world. Having saved mankind from conflict, he became the savior and the only king in the world.

 He said.

 Everyone is born with different qualities, and each person has his or her own form of happiness. But sadly, those who are blind cannot see themselves. They do not know their own joy. Therefore, I will give it to them. A life filled with happiness from beginning to end.

 The Messiah has put all the people of the world into a system of control. Everyone was given a job, a companion, and a lover from birth, according to their innate qualities.

 No longer was there loneliness in the world. No longer was there strife. The world no longer needed a will other than that of the Holy King.

 That is the world today. Of course, in the past, many people raised their voices and said they could not follow such a policy, and then they were quietly erased.

 Peace and domination are two sides of the same coin. Everyone accepts them inseparably, but there are those who cannot stand them.

 It was such a time. A heretic was born in the world. She was chosen by the god of chaos, the opposite of the god of order.

 She, who boasted of an unknown and unmatched power of curse and three immensely powerful beings, created chaos in the world ruled by the Holy King.

 Soon many people gathered under her and she became king.

 The Holy King was beheld by the God of Order. The Daimaou was loved by the God of Chaos. This is the story of our war that once took place under these two beings.