Chapter 91: Delinquent and Noble scum

Ryuji closed his eyes, listening to the heartbeats of the two women in his arms. He felt a sense of calm whenever Yumiko came close. Maybe at first, he thought it might be because of the calamity star being shared between them.

However... he felt the same calm from Erika—her scent, warmth, and feeling made him feel at peace.

Alan looked over and noticed Ryuji looking at him with a strange smile as he mouthed the words. "You look like a moron."

Ryuji just stroked the arms of Yumiko and Erika, holding them tight, unphased by the words of Alan. Instead, he responded with the first genuine smile Alan saw on Ryuji's face.

"I will never let anyone harm them."

The moment he mouthed these words, Alan's body trembled as the entire carriage felt as if something smothered it with a strange power.

'No matter who they might be, I will crush anyone that seeks to harm these women.'

Meanwhile, Ryuji's eyes transformed—his sclera turned black while his ocean sapphire eyes glowed, with his pupils turning into a blue flame.

Ryuji's body felt strange. He felt his blood racing as if the amount inside his body doubled while feeling excited before he suddenly noticed his hands growing one size larger.

Before Alan noticed, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner feelings.

'I cannot let Alan see. He must never know I am a demon or a demon lord.'

This entire moment only lasted a fraction of a second, and the only ones truly awake and focused enough to see what happened were Ryuji and the two women in his arms.

As if he unconsciously used his Demon Eyes of Battle to slow down time for everyone else not in his direct embrace.

"Alan, are you alright?" Ryuji asked as the carriage began to creak and bang along the path, reaching the castle gate while moving towards the meeting place in the upper fort.

"Y-Yeah... I thought I saw something, but maybe I was a little tired."

'Did he see... I didn't know that intense feelings would trigger my demon blood. I should be careful in the future and only practise this when alone or with Yumiko and Erika.'

While Ryuji felt worried, the soft palms of Erika and Yumiko stroked either side of his face in sync together as Ryuji looked at them. Both of their eyes also seemed to have changed. A flicker of darkness faded from their sclera.

A change that even Ryuji didn't notice.

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With the loud rattle of the carriage wheels, they finally arrived at the strange building of grey stone where the nobles would meet together.

This meeting wouldn't involve the king or the royal family. Instead, the knights, most loyal to them, would oversee the meeting.

'This guy, he's so lucky with women... How do they get along like twin sisters for him!? I want to complain to the king!'

"Ugh....!" Yumiko stretched her arms with a slight pop of her joints when the carriage came to a stop. She looked outside to see the entire road filled with various carriages, some extravagant and others poor and cheap. "Erika, there's so many carriages!"

Memories of Alex flowed through Ryuji's mind, and he always regretted losing such a close friend. This time, he wouldn't commit that despicable sin of making his friend a cuckold. Thanks to the existence of Yumiko and Erika.

However, Ryuji always felt that somewhere deep down, there was always a voice speaking to him. It never stopped.

A voice that said... "Who cares? Do what you want, act how you desire."

"Ryuji, why are you brooding here like a fallen hero?" Yumiko's arm wrapped around his as she pulled him close.

Her outfit looked lovely and conservative, but her actions were anything but that. "Do you want me to help you relax?" Yumiko's eyes narrowed into crescents before stroking across his crotch, her sharp fangs on display.

"Yumiko, just a hug is enough," Ryuji responded with a rare, wholesome request.

"Oh... I think I might like that better." She pressed her busty figure into his chest as her lips pursed for a kiss. "Don't you dare leave me and Erika, okay, our handsome and fierce Master?"

"As if! I feel like I have been waiting for you both all my life, Yumiko."

The two kissed while Erika slipped into the opposite spot—she heard Ryuji's and Yumiko's voices and knew they didn't leave her out anymore; that was enough for now.

She felt Yumiko was like an older sister. "She reminds me of teacher... listening to my worries even on a Saturday night while she drank a can of Asohi 1beer..." Erika's eyes grew teary, and her heart clenched.

"Hey, Ryuji, why is my cute apprentice crying!?" Yumiko's hands wiped Erika's cheeks as she pulled her into their shared embrace.

"Erika, please tell us everything you want, and we will do it."

"Ah... it's nothing, just thinking of someone I will never get to meet again because she's back in our old world..." Erika sniffled while the pair hugged her tightly against their chests.

"Then I'll fill that gap and make you stop being lonely, little Erika." Yumiko joked while Ryuji rubbed her back, his eyes noticing Alan coming back with a slightly irritated face but still walking with his chin up high.

'Maybe this is why I wanted him to come with me. We're all so broken, so lonely and afraid... yet together, we can grow stronger and support each other.' A rare thought of logic came from Ryuji, who pulled both girls to his sides as if to welcome Alan back.

"Ryuji, take your ID back, everything's good. The meeting will start in an hour. Are you ready?" Alan waved his hand and then looked at the three, who embraced one another with a confused expression. "I feel kind of jealous of you all, haha...."

"Then go find a woman, you damn virgin." Ryuji joked while Alan's face turned bright red, and he pointed at Ryuji.

"I will, just you wait I will get the best woman in the world!"

Ryuji shook his head and spoke in a condescending voice. "Sorry, Alan. I've already got the best two women... you can settle for someone in the lower hundreds."

"Why's that..." Alan looked annoyed by Ryuji, his lips twitching.

"Because all the best women will flock to me, no?"

"Damn you, cocky little bastard! Who would flock to the Blood Tyrant!"

Like this, the four of them lost sight of how important or harsh this meeting might become for them. Instead, their growing bonds and laughter filled the entrance, showing their resistance in a tangible form to the ordeal awaiting them.