My Demon Queen
"Noel. Who is Bleu?" Elyja asked.
The hell is up with this? It's great I could see the system logs and claim the bonus points but.. what? This is a harem building system? No. Nay-way. NO HAREM. Seriously. NO WAY!!! If it really is the case then I won't use the systems as it was intended. I'm devoted to Liliath, that's my bottom line.
"Bleu is.. let's just say she isn't here."
"Bleu is a goddess right?" Liliath remembered what I said from yesterday.
"Noel. Control yourself," teacher Glib stressed.
Damn it. I didn't pull a gacha alright?! NO WAY! Bleu came into existence just like that you know?!
Great to know I can meet Bleu in my dream-- I think that's what the system is trying to tell me? Damn.. there were so many ways you could have phrased that, system.. fricking trying to mess with my dignity.
Anyways, it seems that this 'information distortion function' is what's preventing the teacher and Elyja from understanding the shop function. Then.. wouldn't that mean I've literally exposed this loophole by allowing them to read this letter? Or is there some kind of distortion applied to this letter too?
Speaking of which, why wasn't Prune and Nine affected? They were able to learn about the shop function just fine.
Putting that aside, the most curious thing here is probably the evolution quest function? So you're saying Liliath can evolve?
She's not a pok-mon though?
"Noel, is it possible that I reach my true form through evolution?"
"True form? W-why does that sound so scary for some reason," Elijah shuddered.
"I don't see anything related to evolution. Which clause are you talking about?" Teacher Glib asked.
"That's just a personal question. "
Evolution. True demon lord?
Liliath and I exchanged gazes. Her expression was quite severe.
One second, two second.
She turned her ears towards me.
Yep. Must be the skill book. Usually I would be the one to look away.
"That's the first letter.. look. I'm not pulling any random girls from this system alright?" so spare me those eyes that look at me like trash. I beg you two.. please..
And so I opened the second letter.
From your conduct, it has been decided that a free 4-star guarantee ticket will be conferred to you in hopes that you would find Liliath a friend.
A shiny silver ticket appeared in my hands.
It's like those train tickets you see in fantasy movies where the corners had been cut away in a circle, the centre part had 4 stars punctured into it and when I tilt it a certain angle the paper would shine in blue and green metallic light. The ticket itself was made of a kind of paper-like metal I think? Or is it synthetic silk? I don't know, but it doesn't feel like paper because of how smooth the surface feels.
Liliath placed her hand on the hand I held the ticket. Elyja and Teacher Glib stared at me, awaiting my response.
Liliath gave me a nod.
I smiled and nodded in reply--
And tore the ticket apart.
Into two, fold it. Tear it into four, fold it. Tear it into eight, crushed it in my palms, walked over to the closest paper bin and threw it in there. I was surprised how fragile it was. And here I thought this 'premium' ticket would be more durable.
"I swear I wont build a harem," I declared.
"I will have to commend you for that Noel," teacher Glib brought down her glasses and started wiping the lens with a cloth.
"For a second there I thought you would actually use it," Elyja let loose a relieved sigh.
On the other hand, Liliath made a troubled expression? Hm? Don't tell me she's aiming for a harem? The common sense of a harem being illegal in Gigamesh should've permeated into her mind right?
"You know it's illegal right Liliath?" I asked
"I do understand however.. nevermind," Liliath bit her lips and looked away.
"Liliath, is something polygamy is normal in your world?" Elyja asked.
"That is so."
"No wonder. But doesn't that sort of culture feel weird? Having to fight the others for a single person?"
"On the contrary, having less than two wives is odd where I came from. It represents the lack of ability of the male. Though it applies more to nobles than it does commoners thus.." Liliath blushed, "In this case I get to have Noel for myself.." she whispered the latter half of her sentence.
I didn't know how but I heard that and couldn't help but feel my ears heat up.
Teacher Glib let loose a fake cough to get things back on track.
"And so that last one."
I wonder what surprise this would bring?
How are you? This world is boring. I tried to play God but ended up failing miserably at it. Then I saw this thing appear in my domain one day and I learnt that it was possible to send you a letter. I have no idea when it would reach you but I just thought to say hello and that I'm bored. It's been days since the last time you came over? Time doesn't work properly so I myself have no idea.
I think the way you can come meet me is through dreaming? And remember to bring Liliath along next time you visit.
"I can't read this, what does it say Noel?" teacher Glib asked.
Oh. so information distortion is in effect. Oh man, that's so lucky.
"I don't think you should know.. but basically it's from Bleu?"
"Noel, remember to uphold your words," Elyja advised me in a serious tone.
"Take it seriously. It's Liliath we're talking about here."
When I turned to Liliath, she looked away. Welp, she's cute.
Queer. Odd. Strange.
Novel. Ecstatic. Fear. Shame. Embarrassment.
These feelings came at me all at once after consuming the skill book that improved my common sense in relation to this world. I've come to realize how odd indeed my actions are.
The change was gradual. And it hit me rather hard when I came to realize the severity of this issue.
Now whenever I look at Noel I would feel something nudge at me within my mind. Before, I was certainly aware of the embarrassment I felt and could endure it. However, with new information that found itself into me, I became aware of how my actions were perceived by others and my surroundings and.. I couldn't help but feel this unease everytime I tried something on Noel. It's uncomfortable but pleasant. I want it yet not want it. I want more but the thought of wanting more made me resist.
What is this?
I've never felt this way before.
It stung when I realized Noel was given a chance to acquire another woman to be with him when I should've been glad. I would've wanted to test that woman to see if she would meet my expectations. Yet when he tore the ticket, what I felt was relief. Despite knowing deep down that I would much prefer Noel to have more women to serve him-- was that really the case?
No... what am I thinking? This isn't normal at all? It's Noel supposed to be mine alone?
Then how should I support Prune if my thoughts have deviated? Have I decided to take Noel for myself? Wasn't that that decision I made to begin with? Why I'm I conflicted?
"I feel weird Noel," I spoke after not holding a conversation with Noel on our way back to class.
I said it as if naturally. I voiced my worries out to him even though I was aware he would not be able to reciprocate a satisfactory answer. It was a feeling of 'want to' rather than it being 'necessary'. I could solve this turmoil inside me by myself.. was it?
Somehow many things I've come to know have become false? I've become unsure of what I deem correct and wrong? My ideas and thoughts have been reshuffled? Or was it my sense of self that had deviated from original?
"I think it's the skill book," he replied, looking at me.
I could feel the stares surrounding us increase. In this case I should heighten the degree of concealment but somehow, I feel pleasured by this discomfort?
No. No.. something is clearly wrong.
I quickly looked away, realizing that I had been staring at his face. There wasn't anything wrong with staring at his face was there?
"I know that.."
"You know, it's the first time seeing you so embarrassed like this. Don't tell me it's all because you lacked common sense.. that's a little hard to believe. You're finally acting like someone your age," Noel nonchalantly said.
I felt my face heat up to his words, accompanied by anger.
I was offended by his words? Wasn't I not normal to begin with? Or was it that I was mad at him viewing me as the odd one?
Furrowing my eyebrows, I peek at Noel's face. He wasn't looking at me anymore but focused in front. His ear was a shade too red. He's embarrassed too.
I have to do something about the attention we're garnering. It can't be helped that I have to increase the concealment spell around us.
There's also those tasks I need to complete together with Noel but thinking about it only makes me feel this itchiness in my chest.
What to do.. what to do..