The Incubus Archduke Dreams of a Pet Human - Chapter 54

“You did well.”

A gentle voice and a warm kiss. At the contact that could arguably be called something one does to a lover, Theticia’s cheeks burned hot.

“It would be best for you not to drink alcohol.”

Asmod snatched the glass held in her hand and lifted Theticia up.

“It is better to get some sleep. To think you cannot even control your liquor despite becoming an adult.”

“You drank heavily a few days ago yourself, Lord Asmod.”

Cradled in his arms, Theticia struggled and whined. She had never been this drunk, but for some reason today, she felt like acting spoiled.

“Alcohol is for entertainment. I do not get particularly drunk even when I drink.”

Asmod passed the ghost maids who were busy tidying the space and stepped out of the ballroom.

As he did, the sharp friction of tableware colliding, the heavy drag of blankets sweeping across the floor, and the scent that made the tip of the nose sting all vanished in an instant.

“I only drank because I felt good today.”

“What part of it was good?”

“Just……. I liked that it was ordinary. Planning a party normally. Dancing. It is my first time enjoying a party. Earlier, I truly……. felt like I had become the protagonist of a fairy tale.”

At the expected answer, Asmod wore a faint smile. Although Rumpel had made a comment about how putting a Pet Human on the platform was vulgar.

It was worth it.

In the silent corridor, only the heavy tread of Asmod’s boots spread. The flow of cool air he created as he moved through the corridor cooled her heated cheeks as softly as a veil held for a long time.

“That is why I feel bad.”

“If you liked it, that is enough, so what is there to feel bad about?”

At the cool and clean scent wafting from him, Theticia blinked her eyes slowly.

“It is because everything was obtained thanks to you, Lord Asmod. But I have nothing to give you.”

“I believe I told you the only price I would receive from you is lust. I am already receiving it well.”

“……That is the problem.”

Theticia let out a trembling sigh.

“I feel sorry because I think I took away your first experience, Lord Asmod.”

“…….”

Asmod stopped walking with an absurd look on his face. As he stared at the ceiling for a moment, a deep wrinkle appeared on his jaw and then vanished. Asmod, shaking his head vigorously, hurried his steps and asked.

“……Have you forgotten that I said I would kill you if you did not sleep with me?”

“It is not that I forgot that. ……But if I had known you were a virgin, Lord Asmod, I would have deliberated a bit more. A bit more. A little more.”

Theticia flailed, spreading her two hands wider and wider. Each time she did, Asmod balanced the weight with quick steps.

Having arrived at the room before she knew it, Asmod placed Theticia down on the soft bed. Theticia, laid down gently in the warm blankets, muttered in a profoundly distressed voice.

“You might have cherished your first experience too, Lord Asmod. Looking at you, it seems you are quite old. That purity you carefully protected for a full hundred years……”

“……There is nothing you cannot say now that you are drunk.”

“Because you might have gotten all swept up just because a face like mine was visible, making a hasty decision. That is why……. we could have talked it over more and decided carefully. Then I would not feel this sorry.”

Asmod, who had been watching with the intention of seeing how far she would go, let out a hollow laugh. As he brushed down her round forehead with a hand carrying the quality of a dream, her silver-white eyelashes fluttered slowly.

“If it were an ordinary person, and not someone like me who struggles with just one party preparation and suffers from a strange chronic illness.”

The murmuring voice slowly faded. As Theticia fell into a deep slumber while letting out small sounds of breathing, the fingers that had traveled down her hair came to rest upon her wrist. Along the small pulsation, the brand gave off a faint light.

“Ha…….”

Asmod let out a short breath.

In the first place, it was hard to find anyone in the Demon Realm who valued purity, yet it was a case of a well-ripened fruit feeling sorry for the dog that was eating it.

‘……To receive pity from the human I am raising.’

He had hoped she would consider him special, but he had not imagined she would treat him as special in this way. Asmod leaned his throbbing head against the bedpost. The small body lightly rising and falling as it breathed was still mouth-watering.

As Rumpel said, it was a simple matter that would end by forcibly putting a leash on her. However, a human soul was so fragile that once broken, it was not easy to recover.

Therefore, he had no choice but to cater to the whims of this precious Mana Pouch.

Letting out a long sigh, Asmod quietly dropped his head toward Theticia. From her neck, flushed red with heat, came a scent warmed by her body temperature. The scent of grass holding plenty of moisture. If he brushed through that tender thicket and took a full bite, he would be able to swallow a refreshing fragrance more than anything else.

“Be grateful……. that I do not embrace a human who has lost their reason.”

The whispering lips of Asmod quietly touched her round forehead and then pulled away.

Who would have known he would say such a ridiculous thing himself. Seeing that not even a speck of anger arose toward the human who pitied him, he must have been stained by this human who was naive to the point of foolishness.