Chapter 21: I was harassed by the Demon King!

A few days after Hadia was thrown out of the Demon King’s castle by Natalie.

Emily curled up, sleeping on Natalie’s bed.

At first, after suddenly becoming a slave, Emily had truly been worried that Natalie would treat her like in those eighteen-plus works she had seen before, subjecting her to unimaginable things.

After all, in those stories, the Saintess captured by the Demon King always met such fates.

For example, the Saintess in certain beast-themed stories suffered terribly.

Emily sincerely did not want to end up like that.

However, reality proved that she had been overthinking it.

With Natalie’s intense possessiveness, forget being with a man— even if Emily simply spent a little too long talking with another girl, Natalie would pull her away without hesitation.

After all, Natalie herself was a girl, so in her eyes, both men and women had the potential to steal Emily away.

She had to guard against the person she liked falling for someone else.

Especially that Hero.

If it were not for using the Hero’s life to keep Emily obedient, Hadia would never have left the Demon King’s castle alive.

Still, the reason a Demon King would kill the Hero—

being afraid she might steal the person she loved, rather than fearing being defeated—felt strange no matter how one looked at it.

After all, the way Emily and Hadia acted toward each other made Natalie truly jealous.

With their relationship, Natalie genuinely worried that if they were given more time, those two might actually end up together.

Of course, it was not entirely Natalie’s fault—or the church nuns—for overthinking things.

After all, the Hero and Saintess duo of Hadia and Emily had far too much chemistry.

Both of them were the type who would risk everything for the other.

“Tch… the more I think about it, the more I regret letting that Hero go… But if I really killed her, there would be no way Emily could ever like me.”

Staring at the sleeping Emily, Natalie muttered to herself.

And the more she looked, the more her gaze was drawn to Emily’s chest and thighs.

If it were any other girl showing off such a prominent chest in front of her, Natalie would absolutely treat it as provocation.

She would not hesitate to order soldiers to drag that person away and make them “serve” the army.

Of course, such fools had only appeared when Natalie had just ascended the throne.

There had been a high-ranking official who, relying on his family’s power, had mocked Natalie’s height and figure.

After witnessing the miserable fate of that man and even his entire family, no one in the demon realm dared to comment on Natalie’s body anymore.

But when it came to Emily, Natalie’s attitude was completely different.

She actually thought it was nice that Emily was more well-endowed.

That way, she would have more options when teasing her.

Right now, though, Emily lacked any sense of security, so her sleeping posture was almost like that of a baby.

“Well, Emily is already my slave! Whatever I do to her is perfectly fine! That’s right, perfectly fine! No one will blame me!”

After convincing herself with that excuse, the desire-driven Natalie reached out her small hand toward Emily’s chest.

The moment she touched it, she fully indulged in the soft sensation.

Under Natalie’s actions, Emily struggled and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Natalie’s hand on her chest, Emily instantly became fully awake.

Even though Emily had woken up, Natalie still could not resist squeezing again.

“!”

Startled, Emily quickly pulled away and covered her chest, her face flushed red with disbelief.

As if to prevent being scolded, Natalie spoke first, accusing her instead.

“Ahem! A mere slave dares to wake up later than her master! Saintess, you’ve got quite the nerve! I was just waking you up! If you do not want this to happen again, then make sure you get up earlier than me next time!”

“…Thank you, Master.”

Faced with Natalie’s absurd logic, Emily did not dare to argue and could only respond like that.

However, after living together for the past few days, Emily had gradually realized something.

That was—Natalie, the Demon King, was absolutely into girls.

After all, Natalie often took every opportunity to touch her.

At first, Emily thought it was just normal physical contact between girls.

But as it happened more and more, Natalie’s actions became increasingly excessive.

No matter how lacking in experience Emily was, she could tell that Natalie seemed to be lusting after her body.

What she could not understand, however, was why Natalie had not simply forced herself on her.

Given Emily’s current situation, it would have been incredibly easy.

Of course, Emily did not yet know that Natalie’s goal was to make her fall in love first, and then willingly offer herself.

Forcing things might satisfy Natalie’s desires temporarily, but it was not her true objective.

To restrain herself, Natalie chose to relieve her dangerous impulses through mild harassment instead.

And because Natalie always acted as though, “You’re just a slave, so anything I do is fine,”

Emily had not realized that it was not just about desire—Natalie had also fallen in love with her at first sight.

In Emily’s imagination, Natalie, this Demon King who liked girls, must have done similar things many times.

Turning girls she fancied into slaves, playing with them as she pleased, and then discarding them without hesitation once she lost interest.

And someday, she too would be abandoned.

Emily could not help but worry about what would happen to her after that.

Would she be executed outright, or handed over to a powerful demon officer as a slave?

Compared to those outcomes, being harassed by someone as beautiful as Natalie was not entirely unacceptable.

Although Emily was shocked by Natalie’s actions, she did not feel much resistance deep down.

“What’s wrong? You’re already awake—aren’t you going to change out of your nightclothes? Or do you want me to do it for you? If that’s the case, I wouldn’t mind!”

“N-no… Master, I can change by myself…”

Emily knew very well that if she let Natalie do it, she would definitely start touching her again.

“Is that so?”

Hearing her response, Natalie showed a slightly disappointed expression.

Just then, a series of urgent knocks suddenly echoed through the Demon King’s room.

“Tch, which fool with a death wish dares to be so rude!”

Although she said that, Natalie knew very well who it was.

In the entire Demon King’s castle, the only one who would dare behave so rudely toward her—

was Daphiel.