Volume 8 - CH 1.2

Part 2

He climbed down the large tree that the royal family bedchamber was in.

In Diablo’s hand, there was a branch that shined with magic. It was something he borrowed from the bedchamber.

That light shined on someone.

──Who is it?

It was a young, black Pantherian girl.

She had slender limbs, a budding chest, and a lean body build. Her night scene eyes opened wide.

「Eh!? Diablo, why……!?」

「Why if it isn’t Rem. You as well, what’s wrong?」

「Ugh……U, um……When I though about how you and Shera, would spend the night together……I just couldn’t calm down.」

「Fumu.」

Although he sagaciously nodded, he had no idea what she meant.

Could it be that she figured out that he was actually an inexperienced person, and was worried if he could do it skillfully? Or, was she concerned about Shera’s body? No, was she worried about the Mazoku making another attack?

Rem’s expression was dark.

「……Are you already done?」