Chapter 17 – Chapter 17 – Personnel Check (2)

There is a long hallway on one side of the living room where Hernan and the others are trapped.
At the end of the hallway were five locked doors, spaced apart from each other.

Five doors that didn’t even have any meaning because they didn’t feel any presence inside and didn’t open.
It was quickly dismissed as a non-existent place.

But now everyone’s attention was focused here.

“I think it opened thanks to me and Hernan!”

Accompanied by Sharpie’s delightful cry, the party quickly walked to the leftmost door.
The door was slightly ajar due to the shock that the lock inside had been destroyed.

An ominous, if ominous, red light was seeping through the open crack.

“Isn’t it a dangerous place?”

Hernan felt that the cold sweat and headache would not stop from earlier.

Could it be that the reason this door is now open is because the demon god prepared another vicious prank?

“It smells very peculiar.”

The elf breathed in the fresh air and increased the speed of his feet.
Soon, the party, excluding the injured Potty and the saintess who supported her, arrived at the door, and the hero held the door before anyone else.

“Open.”

“Let me open it!”

The demon king recklessly asked to open it, but the hero neatly ignored the words.
In fact, as long as you don’t know what will come out, it’s correct that the hero or Hernan, who still have power, open it.

“… ?”

Red light poured into the warrior’s face as he opened the door.
No, to be precise, the light of a color close to pink softly illuminated her whole body.

The hero stared blankly into it, unable to speak.

Everyone, including Forty and Marina, who had just joined, clamored for the tall warrior to come out quickly, but she still only glanced inside.

“Karine. See me for a second We should see.”

She slipped away only after Hernan grabbed her shoulder and warned her.

“This… ?”

However, when Hernan looked inside, he had no choice but to react similarly to the hero.

“Ah, come out!”

Sharpie couldn’t overcome the frustration and squeezed through the gap between Hernan and the door.

And soon his face brightened.

“This is my private room!”

As she said, the entire large space was filled with tools for obscene acts.

Hernan and the rest of the party set foot inside, following Sharpie looking around inside.

The first thing Hernán saw was a large tiered ledge near the entrance.

On the shelf, scented candles and oil bottles with unique scents were lined up to the point that they could not be consumed even after several years.

Oil is probably for body application, but…
I don’t even want to imagine what the red scented candles with the sign to hold here are for.

As I hurriedly moved my gaze to the wall next to it, the leashes and short whips used by nobles to lead their hounds were hanging from place to place.

“What the hell is this…”

The first time I saw the scene, I had already said it, but there were no words other than that.

“Ah, Hernan!”

Sharpie hurriedly approached when Hernán was in front of the leash.

“Is that your preference? I’ll show you how to use it.”

“A demonstration?”

Before asking for details, Sharpie put the collar around his neck and put the handle of the leash in Hernan’s hand.

“Bruise!”

The demon king took a crawling posture on all fours and rubbed his horn on Hernán’s crotch.

“Master… Let’s do that, that!”

The eyes of the women who had been looking elsewhere with bewildered faces turned this way.

When Hernán saw the strange changes in the women’s faces, especially Carine’s, he realized how he and Sharpie would look now.

“My, I didn’t make you do it!”

She hurriedly put the handle of her leash on the floor and waved her hand, but Sharpie didn’t give Hernán an excuse.

“Ki-ing…”

Sharpie, who bit her fallen handle with her mouth, looked at Hernán eagerly with her eyes demanding to hold it back.

Since there is a dreamer with an obscene pattern attached to her lower abdomen, she honestly can’t help but feel obscene, but she thinks that other people are watching her.

“I’m not like this…”

“Devil.”

With her champion slightly distant, she called out coldly to the Sharpie.
She immediately spits out her handle and gets up.

“Hernan’s lover doesn’t seem to like this.”

She quickly disappeared toward the items the hero was examining before he could say anything more.

“What the fuck with a precious ebony tree?”

As Hernán put her leash back on the side of her whip, Silnia’s voice sounded startled.

When I glanced sideways, the elf was holding something that looked like a stick that gave off a luxurious black luster.

“Would you like that dildo? The finish is well done, so no matter how stiff the vagina is, there is no risk of injury…”

“Go away!”

After throwing a masturbation device depicting a male genital organ at the Sharpie, Silnia’s face turned red all the way to her ears.

Sharpie grumbled as he hurriedly accepted it.

“What if I, the Demon King, throw away the highest quality items that are hard to own?”

I felt a headache at the truly embarrassing scene.
Hernán shook her head and went to Marina and Potty, who were standing on the wall opposite her.

I hope the two of you see something a little wholesome.

Marina was looking at her things with a puzzled look on her face, but Poti blushed and wiggled her hand.
Even her hands were not enough, and her tail and ears continued to twitch.

After confirming that they were watching through the rabbit ears swinging wildly above her head, Hernán unconsciously opened her mouth.

“Ears and a tail?”

“Heh, heh!”

Poti was frightened by Hernán’s sudden approach and clung to her saintess.
Thanks to that, Hernán was able to take a closer look at one of the objects they were looking at.

“It’s very diverse.”

When she lifted her fluffy artificial tail, it immediately revealed what she believed to be a handle.

“Doesn’t it look a bit uncomfortable to call it a handle?”

The saintess made a curious expression as she looked at the handle where her beads were tightly woven in a straight line.

“Hernan!”

Sharpie approached again with a face full of enthusiasm.

“Isn’t that what you like too? So, except for this body, she had a rice cake with the bunny girl first.”

Potty glanced at Karine, the warrior who was examining something in the middle of her room, and clung to her saintess.
Hernan also warned Sharpie with a wink.

Potty hasn’t fully healed yet, so you can’t stimulate the hero.

Sharpie saw it too and lowered her voice a bit.
Even so, it was still an excited voice.

“Give me.”

The demon king snatched the tail from Hernan’s hand.
Helplessly taking it away, Hernan realized that the place changes the atmosphere and people like this.

“This is also worn on the body.”

Sharpie pointed to her beaded area.

“Put this deep in your butthole…”

“You’re not going to show me, are you?”

At Hernán’s cold voice, Sharpie stopped moving the tail to her hips.

The saintess had a shocked face, and her wariness toward the demon king, who had been greatly humbled even by the wizard, was rising again.

“It’s really good for women… This cannot be put into words.”

Sharpie let her tail down with a feeling of pity.
While the three women looked at her tail and ears, Hernán went to Carine in the middle of the room for the last time.

“What are you looking at?”

“Huh? Just do something like this.”

Carine’s white skin was dyed pink from the light.
She thinks that now she looks less cold than usual, and Hernán saw what she was seeing.

It was so large that a person’s legs couldn’t reach it when they climbed on it, and it was more like a piece of furniture than a tool.

In addition, it was shaped like a house with only the triangular roof removed, so there was a strong possibility that people would get pain between their legs if they climbed on it.

“Yeahap!”

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and someone jumped past Hernan and Karine.

“It’s been a while since the triangle horse!”

Sharpie cheered as he jumped on top of the furniture.
At her tumultuous appearance, all of her room looked at her.

And the demon king shouted without missing the moment.

“Welcome to Sharpie’s special room!”

“Special room…”

While Carine muttered along to those words, everyone gathered around Sharpie on the triangular horse.

“Hernan. Still, shouldn’t we put the Demon King down there?”

Her saintess looked at Hernan with an unbearable face.

She must be very embarrassed as she has never been exposed to such explicit sex culture.
Of course, it was Hernan’s first time to be lewd like this, so he was dumbfounded.

“Do you look happy?”

“Still, isn’t Hernan’s child over there?”

The saintess couldn’t bear to look at the tattoo on her womb and only pointed at it with her finger.

Her own child…

Hernan hesitated, then extended her hand to Sharpie.

“Sharpie! You are pregnant.”

Sharpie looked sad, but she took Hernán’s hand and came down to her floor.
As soon as she came down, she raised her arm.

“Let’s praise the grace of the demon god! You gave me a very nice gift for my first pregnancy.”

“Are we going to say that to the person who imprisoned us?”

The hero shot the demon king in a cold voice, probably not liking the room.

“What kind of joke is this? Actually, didn’t you and the demon conspire and imprison us here?”

“Can that be? I mean, I want to go out too. Of course, it would be nice to leave this room with you when you leave!”

The hero fired a few more times, but the demon king deftly countered.

Seeing that, Hernán let out a small laugh.
No matter how you look at it, Sharpie is embarrassing, but she is a demon that is hard to hate.

Recognizing that smile, the warrior gritted his teeth and tried to go outside.

“For a moment. Take the present.”

Her dream horse Sharpie suddenly stopped her and grabbed one of her objects from her table.

“Why are you giving this to me?”

Holding what Sharpie called a dildo, the warrior hardened his expression.

“Well, the hero isn’t going to sleep with Hernan until he leaves, right? Even if she sleeps, she won’t have sex.”

The blood drained from the hero’s face extremely quickly.
Even though the light was pink, I could see it turning white.

Hernán hastily tried to shut her sharpie’s mouth, but the sharpie’s natural words continued.

“So even masturbating with that… Kyaaak!”

As Carine threw the object she was holding in her hand at Sharpie, her mood instantly froze again.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop more and more each time the hero took a threatening step toward Sharpie.

“Carine.”

“Move aside, El.”

“No. Aren’t you trying to attack the demon lord right now?”

Hernan hurriedly blocked Carine’s way.
If I left it like this, something would surely happen.

“Who said you hit me? I just want to talk.”

Karine tried to approach Sharpie again, exuding her bloody aura.
Hernan glanced at the shivering sharpie behind her and rolled her head.

“Even a child shouldn’t fall because of Sharpie’s surprise. That would only make it longer for us to leave.”

“Yes, warrior. Calm down and get out of here with us.”

The saintess prepared to support Potty and called for a warrior.
Carine was silent for a moment, staring at Sharpie’s stomach, and Hernan followed suit and looked at her.

The pattern on the stomach clearly revealed a full heart.

Even if it’s a cheap cervical tattoo, it’s a pregnancy confirmation method guaranteed by demons.
There must have been a seventh person growing inside it.

“Okay.”

The anger quickly faded from the hero’s eyes.
However, rather than disappearing, it felt like being put off somewhere else for a while.

I can’t leave Sharpie with Karine for a while.

Hernán rather felt that he missed the boredom he had been feeling for days, and he watched the warriors, saints, and wizards as they slipped away.

“Eh. Even if I give you a gift.”

The demon king smiled and joined Hernán’s side.

“Next time, if you act carelessly like this time, you could get into real trouble.”

“Then, will Hernán, the baby’s father, protect you?”

Sharpie took Hernán’s arm and placed her hand on her pony’s stomach.

Baby daddy?

Hernán only glared at the unfamiliar title.

“I heard that even though being a husband is difficult, he does the role of a father?”

She smiled and kept Hernan’s hand caressing her belly.

Of course, the day after sleeping with her, she said so.
However, according to Karine’s words, it is unclear whether she will be able to play the role of a father even when she goes outside?

So, again, she couldn’t easily answer Sharpie’s words.

“Hernan has already started acting as a father.”

Even while Hernán hesitated, she whispered, putting her body together even more.

“Did I?”

“Have you forgotten what happened just a moment ago? You readily protected me when the hero tried to threaten me.”

“That…”

Hernán hesitated to answer.
The reason why she immediately stopped Karine’s actions…

Is it an act as a lover Elle considering a precious escape method?
Or was it his behavior as the father of the demon king’s child whom he only slept with once?

The Demon King seemed to regard it as the latter.

“Are you going to protect me?”

Sharpie smiled seductively and asked Hernán for an appointment.

Hernan, who was looking at her blankly, had a suspicion that the demon king’s action to the hero a moment before her was a deliberate provocation.

Sharpie, she said, rose to the pinnacle of her Asmodian solely on her political prowess.
No matter how sexually and personally attractive she was, would she have been able to maintain that position if she had been completely incompetent?

Just as the demon king tried to urge her to answer Hernan, who was silently thinking, the person who hadn’t left yet opened his mouth.

“It’s so pitiful to see you having such a conversation in a room like this.”

Silnia looked at Hernán and Sharpie with an expression of indescribable fucking.

“Aren’t you out yet?”

Ernan rather thought that it was fortunate that Silnia spoke to her and separated from the demon king.
The sharpie didn’t press further for an answer, and she backed away.

“I have something to think about.”

She walked over to Silnia, thinking she wanted to get out of the room that made her head pink.
The elf glanced around the room with a disgusted look on his face and winked at the sharpie.

“This room must have been opened because that dreamer was pregnant, right?”

“If you think logically, it would be so.”

Hernán smiled bitterly, thinking that it had been a long time since she had had a logical conversation with Silnia.

“Then, when other women get pregnant, a room like this will be open to her taste.”

“Maybe.”

In the life guide, it was written that benefits would be given to those who successfully gathered people.
It was clear that this was one of its benefits.

“Are you pregnant too?”

Sharpie stood beside Hernán, her eyes twinkling.

“Do you want to die?”

Silnia gloomily raised her hand towards the Demon King.
Hernán reflexively raised her arm to cover her sharpie.

Sharpie chuckled.

“I’m kidding!”

“Hernan!”

Before the elf could even curse, a voice could be heard urgently looking for Hernán through the crack in the open door.
While everyone in the room was confused, the door burst open and Marina entered.

“What’s the matter, did you come running? The door is open anyway, so just call it moderately loud.”

Silnia asked her saintess, tilting her long ears.

“A new phrase has begun to be inserted into the life guide.”

Everyone in the room quickly exchanged glances.

“Paying her preferential treatment to Hernán…”

Sharpie giggled at the saintess’s words and pushed Hernán’s back to her hallway.

“The Demon God’s gift is not over yet!”

Hernan smiled bitterly.
As the devil said, you will be able to tell if it is really a gift when you open the wrapping paper.