Part 1

With the light that extended from the small window, Diablo woke up.

Everything looked old and made of wood, yet was polished to a sparkle.

The bed, which was just straw with a sheet placed on it, was softer than he imagined, but it was still hard. Though, thanks to his high level body, he wasnt really bothered by it.

He didnt know if the sheets were either made of cotton or of linen, but it was completely different from the smooth and soft fibers of the real world. They were rough and scratchy.

When he opened his eyes, all of itwas a dream and the day of the real world would startthat was the situation that It didnt turn out to be.

While he thought that with an absent minded face, he squinted from the radiance of the morning sun.

Nevertheless, he wasnt sure of when he fell asleep.

However, he was vague on his memories on his return back. He remembered going back to the room and collapsing onto the bed but

A lot of things did happen yesterday after all.

In particular, he was tired after he used magic at night.

The cause was from mental exhaustion.

Different from the game, its not like its confirm able with numbers, and there is a small sensation of fatigue accumulating from using magic.

In the games case, he just wouldnt be able to use magic, but if its just as its name suggests and his mental strength[1]disappears, he felt that there was no way things would end safely.

From here on out, he needed to worry about MP management more so than he did in the game.

Nonetheless, thats only about in the game.

Since he was self-aware of the fatigue he felt from a few shots, firing near a hundred seemed impossible.

Also, it would probably be best to not use large, advanced level magic that carelessly consumes MP. Magic from above level 100 all have a different league of power and consumption.

Well, going by how things went last night, it doesnt look like Ill be having any situations where I would have the need for that kind of magic any time soon.

Just why are the levels of the adventurers of this world lower than in the game?

This was also something that he should probably investigate.

To start with, he decided to try asking Rem and Shera about the state of affairs in detail.

His sleepiness was way too strong and he occupied the bed, but when he thought about it, he did something inexcusable. Just where did the girls go to sleep last night?

Was that a bit careless? No, both of them looked like they needed Diablo.

For now, I guess I should look for those girls

Diablo took a breath. And then, as he tried to raise his body, he put his hands to his left and to his right.

*Muni*

*Monyun*

There was a soft sensation.

Rather, it was the sensation of a living creature-like thing. It was warm after all.

An impossible development crossed his mind.

He tried confirming it.

Diablo turned his eyes and looked.

The one that went *Muni* wasthe Pantherian girl that wore only black, thin clothes on her body, Rem.

It was above the clothes but, Diablos right hand was touching Rems breast and his left hand was touching Sheras breast.

Dont be flustered! I mustnt be flustered! Demon Kings dont get flustered!

With his thoughts spinning around in his head, he somehow thought of what his next action would be.

Yosh! Ill gently slip out.

Diablo was level 150 as a Magician, but in personal skillsEspecially with girls, his EXP was 0.

He couldnt separate them.

What is this, glue?

The temperature and the softness of the girls that he came in contact with, their sweet smell, it was all bewitching enough that it was more than plenty to crush his will.

He was going to grope the twos chests.

For Shera, they were amazing. His fingers sank in.

He was starting to feel dizzy from the unbelievable springiness, and the volume that couldnt be fully held in Diablos large hand.

The sensation was awfully direct, and there was no limit to the softness of it.

Most likely, this sensation had only one thin cloth to it.

The sleeping Shera let out a sigh.

She twisted her body.

NnHuh, Diablo?

However, his hand still didnt want to be removed. Even in this situation!? Did it have a trap caused by magic cast on it or something!?

Naa..Nnn? What could it be, it kind of feels like, somethings squirming

Tightly holding on to her right breast, Diablos left hand.

Diablo, still holding her breast, opened his mouth.

On top of groping a sleeping girls chest, it was the time that girl woke upWhat would a Demon King say, was something he didnt know.

Her face quickly turned red.

Th, this kind of thing, it dont think its very good!

Ahuu

Th, this kind of thing is, that is, how should I say itit should be after we get along better, or ratherUmmA-as long as Im not chosen as the master, its absolutely not allowed, got it!?

That kind of sounded like if you choose me as the master, Ill allow it.

Ah, yeah.

Shera pulled her body back and Diablos hand finally, although it looked reluctant to do so, separated from that sweet sensation.

As usual, he was unable to go back to his Demon King role play, and he couldnt sufficiently bring out words.

NyaNn? What is it, youre noisy.

Nn? For some reason, it feels heavy around mychest?

His left hand was groping Sheras chest, and he had just separated from her, but

Diablo was petrified. He was petrified enough that even if magic of the highest grade was used, it wouldnt petrify him to this extent.

She went back and repeated that once more.

He needed to say something.

Diablo opened his mouth.

Rem, you should stick out your chest confidently. A bulge is also something to take pride in.

What the heck am I saying?

In the morning of the inn, Rems high-pitched scream resounded.

Translators Notes:

[2]I had no idea how to properly translate this part. Did the best that I could.