I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

“…”

Although the shock wasn’t too great considering I fell from that mere height, I knew I was in a completely different space.

This place looked like a dark experimental space, and I could see a magic circle around me.

“…Here is?”

A man with black hair tied up and a black eye patch over one of his eyes looked at me and smiled with his lips parted.

Behind him were men who looked like villains.

“Oh, It’s a grade A.”

The men behind him cheered at those words.

“Fufu, we can sell it expensively.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, not knowing what was going on.

“Where is this?”

Two men approached me and tied my wrists with rope.

“It’s the Demon Realm. And now, you’re now going to be sold as a slave to the devils.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, evaluates the men’s appearance and hints that they aren’t suitable to be used as your slaves.]

“If you’re lucky, you will become the pet of a person with noble taste.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, frowns at these creatures, saying they aren’t suitable as pets.]

I asked, stroking my tangled hair.

“So this is the Demon Realm?”

I think they summoned me. Diego didn’t seem to come with me.

Fortunately, however, the oracle connection didn’t seem to be broken. When I went to Ares before, I couldn’t connect to the oracle even when I got close to the gate.

Did the Demon King change to Diego, who is friendly to me, and it became easier for me to resist Magi?

“If you’re unlucky, you’ll become a toy for someone like the new Demon King.”

“There are a lot of rumors about the new Demon King. They say he always brings at least five people, both men and women, into the bedroom.”

“I heard that he enjoys torturing and that he doesn’t even mind monsters. I wonder what it would be like for a human woman.”

They exchanged stories to scare me.

Diego… As expected, the demons were demons.

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, reestablishes his favor for Diego.]

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, finds himself blushing and prays to himself not to be tempted.]

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, advises Hetuse to accept new tastes, saying such prayers are useless.]

Yes, even the High Priest, Reihausd… No, even the Gods have this kind of taste, but Diego, the Demon King, would have even more.

I gradually gathered holy power in my hands.

And when I was about to reach out to crush the guys in front of me,

The wall collapsed beautifully.

***

“Damn, you still haven’t found it?”

“I’m concentrating, Demon King.”

Cero was sniffing around in the empty basement and found an old piece of clothing in the corner. Then he held it up and his eyes lit up.

“They used a medium summoning technique. But this…”

Diego’s eyebrows twitched.

“It looks like a clump of Miss Ariel’s hair.” 

“Cero.”

“Yes, Demon King.”

The sight of Ariel tied to a whip… No, the sight of Cero transformed into Ariel was pleasing to the eye.

“Find her.”

The Demon Realm is different from the human world. Diego became nervous at the thought that something might happen.

Diego’s violet eyes overflowed with bloodlust.

“Even if you have to search the Demon Realm like catching a rat. No, put the shadows to work.”

Dozens of shadows appeared behind Cero.

“I understand. Demon King.”

After they all disappeared into the darkness, Diego climbed the stairs with a cold look in his eyes.

The moon was shining in the black sky. For the first time in Diego’s life, he felt uncomfortable with the dark.

***

“Miss Ariel, don’t disappoint me.”

“But this… This…”

On my second day in the Demon Realm, I looked at the things set out in front of me and thought.

“This is so delicious.”

That it would be worth living in the Demon Realm.

[The God of Love, Odyssey, pours out corn snacks and swallows saliva.]

While eating yogurt-flavored dacquoise, I was intoxicated with happiness.

The endless plates include strawberry crepe, whipped cream mont blanc, blueberry tart, white chocolate ganache… It was full of my favorite desserts.

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, hates ganache.]

“I’m glad to see that you like it, Miss Ariel.”

Sitting in front of me was a girl of about twelve in a red dress, her cheeks flushed.

Her name was Abella, and she seemed to be of high rank among the demon race. If you look at the fact that she broke through the wall that day and made the men unable to move, her strength was endless.

“I… I’ve seen you. The sight of you brandishing a whip and shouting, ‘

”

And although I don’t know the circumstances, this child named Abella seemed to be one of the demons who watched my humiliation video. You can see how her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me.

After that, she brought me to her castle and pampered me like this. In particular, the food eaten at the castle was all so heavenly that it was ecstatic.

“Abella. You can just call me Sister. “Don’t put a stiff ‘miss’.”

“My goodness, I’m so, so honored. Sister Arieeel!”

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, clicks his tongue at the sight of you becoming friendly with the demons.]

With her dark bluish hair and glowing red eyes, she had a lovely expression.

The Demon Realm wasn’t as dark as I thought.

‘Of course, the earth-like scene and the Magi flowing like the air wasn’t ordinary, but…’

It seemed like there were a lot of fun and delicious things to do.

As I was chatting and having dessert time with her, I suddenly said.

“By the way, Abella.”

Abella’s red eyes shook uneasily.

Although I tried to speak several times, I closed my mouth for two days after seeing several of the same paintings hanging in the castle’s hallways.

The blonde woman in the red dress looked just like me. She probably was someone important to her. Whether it was her family or friend.

And I think one of the reasons for her favor is that I resemble her.

“There is someone waiting for me. So I don’t think I’ll be around much longer.”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, agrees with you, saying that Cass is waiting.]

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, wags his tail, thinking of Kyle.]

[The God of Art, Mond, misses Reihausd.]

At those words, Abella stiffened her eyebrows and shook her head.

“You can’t. There’s still so much dessert left on the plate. And there’s so much I want to treat Sister to.”

“But Abella…”

Abella stood up from her seat at my words. Then she smiled innocently, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

“Sister. Would you like to go to Jekarne’s territory with me tomorrow? It has the best scenery in the Demon Realm. The food is just as delicious here, so you’ll be satisfied.”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, tests whether lightning can be used in the Demon Realm.]

A cracking sound was heard outside the window.

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, suppresses Hessed’s hand, saying it’s not time yet.]

I sighed.

This wasn’t the reason I asked her to call me ‘Sister’’.

Abella seemed lonely, and she seemed determined not to let me go. However, I was worried because I didn’t want to hurt Abella’s feelings as she was showing me her favor. Even if she’s a demon.

“It’s okay, right? Sister?”

Looking at her grinning, I took a moment to think about what to say.

“Your Ladyship, Sir Cerberus has arrived.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, makes his eyes sparkle white.]

Abella’s face seemed to harden at the servant’s words.

“Sir Cero?… Send him back.”

If it’s Cero… I think it’s referring to Diego’s familiar that I met before.

“He said he came by order of the Demon King.”

I had read in a book about the Demon King system. The Demon King’s power is absolute, and the nobles rule their domains.

I heard that if a noble refuses the Demon King’s orders, they’re seen as rebelling against the system and the Demon King may wipe out the noble. Sometimes the Demon King deliberately sets some people as examples.

Abella looked at me with a slightly stiff expression.

“Sister, we have a guest, so I think it would be a good idea to go back to your room for a while.”

“I want to meet him too.”

Abella’s face darkened at my words.

After a while she spoke to me with gloomy eyes.

“As expected… you don’t want to stay with me?”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, nods instead.]

I let out a small sigh.

“Abella.”

But before I could say anything, Abella suddenly got angry.

“I don’t want to! No matter what you say, I won’t let Sister go.”

The plate cracked at the sharp high pitched sound. And something creeping grabbed my ankle.

It felt like falling into the Demon Realm.