Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager

Shami carefully studied Lureya for a moment, then turned around in thought, avoiding letting Lureya see the look of suspicion that the leader might have toward a subordinate.

Impossible, no matter how you think about it, it's absolutely impossible.

Although the flat-chested blonde is quite popular in the Demon Realm, it's just popularity.

Actually trying to scheme for power is not as simple as having popularity. Besides, even if the flat-chested blonde had such an idea, her small brain full of useless thoughts wouldn't allow her to think of a clever scheming plan.

At most, her grand ambition is to just step on the Demon King to vent her temper and have some fun later on.

After some thought, Shami dismissed the idea that the flat-chested blonde wanted to scheme for power, turned around, and cheerfully greeted the Demon Envoy maiden who had come home for winter break.

"Lureya, I'll make you a delicious meal tonight. — Why are you still only wearing band-aids! I just turned my back for a moment, and you've already stripped down to just three strips of band-aid!"

Shami widened his eyes, looking at the flat-chested blonde in front of him, and questioned loudly.

The flat-chested blonde's eyes wandered, pretending to nonchalantly whistle.

"Of course, you have to change into casual clothes when you get home, just like taking off your leather shoes when you enter the entrance~ Achoo!"

"So this is really your home attire! I thought you dressed like this on purpose last time to seduce the leader! You're already sneezing, it's winter, don't dress so lightly!"

Shami questioned, his eyes gradually taking on the shape of band-aids.

The Elf Maiden's cheeks unintentionally flashed a slight blush.

This is because someone suddenly became cold towards her, so she could only use this way to heat up their relationship again.

But now it seems that Shami not only didn't warm up but became even more vigilant, opening his mouth and closing it, saying nothing.

The flat-chested blonde stubbornly refused.

"No! I feel comfortable like this! Don't meddle in the Elf Maiden's affairs! If you want to experience my feeling, then stick band-aids on yourself too!"

Seeing that the Elf Maiden had no intention of putting on clothes, Shami couldn't say much more.

Everyone has some special quirks, as the Demon King, he had to learn to respect them.

So what if she has an exhibitionism kink, he still considers her his Demon Envoy.

As for comments like [even if you have an exhibitionism kink, there's nothing much to expose!], the kind Demon King would never say such soul-crushing words.

Shami put his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at Lureya.

"Why have your eyes suddenly become so clear! Am I not attractive at all anymore! Didn't you notice my band-aids have gone from small to medium size?"

The Elf Maiden grabbed the shoulders of Shami, looking calm, shaking them as she loudly questioned.

The carefully chosen pastel pink medium-sized band-aids that showcased her growth had no seductive effect at all, leaving the flat-chested blonde in a dark and hopeless mood.

"Actually, the difference in size isn't much, besides, Lureya, some beauty needs others to speak of it to be beautiful, if you say it yourself, it loses the meaning of beauty."

Shami said lightly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

The flat-chested blonde's smooth skin rubbing against him still somewhat distracted the Demon King.

The flat-chested blonde nearly wanted to grab Shami's hand and let him personally experience these days' development results.

But at this moment, another teleportation gate appeared in the hall.

You could hear her before you saw her, a gentle voice drifted in.

"Heard your voice, Lureya, rushing back home as soon as the holiday started, just like a homesick elementary school student."

A white-haired girl dragged a heap of luggage through the teleportation gate.

"Who's homesick, I just had nothing to do so I came back early, Lina, did you bring everything from the hotel suite with you? That table is obviously part of the suite itself!"

The Elf Maiden embarrassedly withdrew her hands, becoming reserved, not wanting her little thought of [anxiously going home to spend time with Shami alone] to be exposed.

But if she were truly reserved, she wouldn't keep wearing band-aids without any shyness.

Shami glanced silently at the flat-chested blonde beside him in the corner of his eye.

"Eh?"

The white-haired girl looked at the table behind her, licked her lips, and smiled mischievously.

"I thought it looked nice, so I brought it home~ After all, I paid the hotel owner so much, it doesn't matter if I bring the whole suite's stuff back."

"That's already robbery! Elze, who's still staying at the hotel, is in great danger!"

The white-haired girl was someone who managed a household well, spending money wisely, often reluctant to throw things away after using them.

Like Shami's underwear, the earliest pair had been used and washed, washed and used by her so much that it became old, yet she kept those meritorious undies well even when new Shami underwear came into her possession.

To the white-haired girl, the hotel was just a temporary dormitory, the Demon King Castle was the true home.

Now that she's home, the white-haired girl naturally brought all her things over.

"So hot."

Having tidied up all day in the hotel, the white-haired girl tugged at her collar, then took off her black long coat.

"..."

Shami's eyes were wide open.

There were no clothes under the coat, only a skimpy bikini.

The top was a shell bra strung together with transparent threads, and the bottom was a tie-on black bikini.