The door dividing the bedroom and the parlor closed, and Paimon immediately erected a sound barrier. He then approached Jeha, who was perched on the bed, and began to deliver the day’s news. There was nothing particularly noteworthy; it was merely an account of a few incidents and current affairs within Bellarossa’s domain.
While the human realm was rife with all manner of accidents and incidents, Bellarossa’s demonic territory, in contrast, was exceptionally peaceful. Or perhaps, it was not so much peaceful as it was that the power struggles, disputes, and bloody events occurring among the demons were not even considered ‘incidents.’
“…That concludes today’s report. All thanks to Your Majesty’s benevolence.”
Paimon concluded his report in a businesslike tone. Jeha, who had been playfully engaging Kkamangi with his hand, the creature constantly vying for attention in anticipation of treats, barely registered Paimon’s final words.
“Hm? My benevolence, you say?”
When Jeha asked, his face a mask of confusion, Paimon adopted a ‘just as I thought’ expression. Into that brief silence, Zephyr, who had been grinning widely nearby, quickly interjected.
“Thanks to Your Majesty, auspicious events are occurring everywhere throughout your domain these days, are they not? Ah, it has been so long since the very essence of life has surged forth from Your Majesty’s land like this… I can barely even recall a time like it.”
“Auspicious events? The essence of life surging forth?”
Jeha still looked utterly bewildered. Paimon glanced at Zephyr, as if disinclined to repeat himself. Receiving that look, Zephyr, his face alight with excitement, explained.
“Your Majesty’s domain is entirely subject to your influence. If Your Majesty merely sleeps, the land and its creatures also fall into slumber; if Your Majesty is in good spirits, the land and its creatures likewise fully absorb that influence.”
“Oh…”
Jeha wore a slightly puzzled expression.
As far as Jeha knew, the Demon Realm governed by Bellarossa was an incredibly vast place. The idea that his mood could affect an entire domain of such immense size… it simply didn’t register easily.
He had heard about the Demon King’s castle itself, where he resided. He’d been told that the castle completely transformed each time its owner changed. Just as Jeha’s current physical form was being shaped by the manifestation of his memories, the Demon King’s castle, where Bellarossa resided, was said to be a direct projection of the current Demon King, Jeha’s, thoughts about what a castle should be.
It was already hard enough to grasp that the castle’s appearance was completely redesigned according to his imagination, but to think his influence extended to Bellarossa’s entire domain? It was truly an unimaginable scale.
“So, like the Demon King’s castle, my land also fully receives my influence, is that it? Well, putting that aside, what are these ‘auspicious events’ and ‘life force’ you speak of?”
“Why, Your Majesty has been utterly captivated by your human contractor lately, haven’t you? Not only that, but you haven’t ceased your lewd acts every single day, so the land and all life within Your Majesty’s domain are naturally receiving that influence.”
“…What?”
Jeha doubted his own ears. Was Zephyr implying that the repercussions of his intimate acts were affecting Bellarossa’s entire domain?
Regardless of Jeha’s horrified expression, Zephyr’s face remained one of pure joy and pride.
“The desolate and barren land, after long ages, is now bursting with vitality, and all living creatures, from plants upwards, are ardently engaging in mating, giving birth to new life every day! Withered trees have regained their vibrant life force and are bearing fruit, and Your Majesty’s subordinates are busy clinging to each other and moaning daily. To think a day would come when Your Majesty’s domain would be so overflowing with the essence of life… This Zephyr knew from the moment I first met Your Majesty. That you would become the true Great Demon King we have been awaiting.”
“So… all the demons living in my land are doing *that*… because they’re influenced by me? And they all know who they’re being influenced by?”
Jeha’s voice trembled slightly as he asked.
“Of course. Everyone is thoroughly enjoying this long-awaited, fervent mating season, and they are all praising Your Majesty’s wantonness. I, too, feel a surging urge every day as if my loins might burst, truly experiencing just how deeply Your Majesty is immersed in your human contractor.”
“…My god…”
Jeha groaned, covering his face with his hand.
To think that all life in Bellarossa’s domain knew about his intimate acts with Hereis… and not only that, but they were being influenced by it, with plants and demons alike engaging in fervent mating… What utter humiliation!
“…Paimon.”
Jeha swept his hand down his face, calling Paimon.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Paimon promptly took a step forward. Jeha, his face flushed and still partially covered by his hand, looked at Paimon through his fingers and asked.
“That… ‘influence’ you mentioned… Is there absolutely no way to stop it?”
“Your Majesty’s domain is Your Majesty’s very existence. It is only natural that it receives Your Majesty’s influence in its entirety. As long as Your Majesty remains Your Majesty, there is nothing that can be done to prevent your domain from being affected by your mood or state.”
“…My god.”
Jeha lamented once more. Where in the world could there be such widespread and public humiliation?
“If Your Majesty is displeased with the current situation in your domain, I recommend you try to moderate your desires a little.”
Paimon’s words struck Jeha to the core. At that moment, Jeha felt as though he wanted to crawl into the nearest mouse hole and hide. He could easily envision the demons of Bellarossa’s domain thinking, ‘Oh, His Majesty is engaging in lewd acts. I should do so too,’ and then clinging to each other during his intimate moments.
As Jeha repeatedly wiped his heated face, Paimon added,
“Your Majesty’s virile libido is nothing short of a blessing bestowed upon all life within your domain. Your Majesty’s domain, having been influenced by its previous owner’s indolence, had long been deprived of the blessing of life. Unlike the domains of other Demon Kings, the birth of new life was severely lacking. Now, through Your Majesty’s benevolence, your domain will greatly prosper, making this truly a blessing.”
Paimon’s words about Jeha’s ‘virile libido’ continued to sting him repeatedly.
‘Oh, Jesus.’
Being a Demon King, he couldn’t utter the name of a god aloud, so Jeha merely lamented internally, again and again. And within his mind, he powerfully raised his middle finger towards the former Bellarossa. ‘You bastard!’ he thought.
It seemed the conversation in the parlor had ended, but Jeha deliberately kept Paimon and Zephyr. He didn’t feel confident facing Hereis with a composed expression just yet.
Since their intense skinship in the carriage, the two had not crossed any further lines. However, an unprecedentedly strong sexual tension always flowed between them.
Being a man, Jeha couldn’t help but fantasize about intimate acts whenever he saw Hereis. They were like newlyweds, quick to kiss or caress each other’s bodies even with a fleeting glance. But to think that every time they did, a grand mating festival erupted in Bellarossa’s domain… It was simply, ‘My god.’
Despite needlessly holding Paimon and Zephyr back and dragging out the time, night eventually arrived. Since the two shared a room and a bed, he could stall no longer. Jeha finally dismissed Zephyr and Paimon, who had been watching him with meaningful eyes, and turned to face Hereis.
Alone in the bedroom.
Jeha, for no particular reason, hugged Kkamangi and tried to focus on it. Fortunately, having promised it treats, Kkamangi clung to Jeha, refusing to let go.
Meow. Meeooow.
Kkamangi continuously cried out plaintively, begging for treats. Its cuteness brought a natural smile to Jeha’s face. When treats weren’t forthcoming despite its cries, Kkamangi even began to playfully tap Jeha’s chest and face with its small, cute, paw-like forepaws, expressing its protest.
“Alright, alright. I’ll give you some. You’ll get your treats, won’t you?”
Jeha finally gave in to Kkamangi’s persistent pleas, lightly pricking one of his fingers. This time, after taking appropriate measures to ensure Kkamangi’s seal or transformation wouldn’t break, he held the bleeding fingertip before its snout.
Kkamangi’s golden eyes widened. It eagerly lapped up the blood surging from his finger. Each time its rough tongue swept over his finger, the drops of blood vanished completely, only for another to well up, repeating the cycle. Jeha watched with fond eyes as Kkamangi continuously licked without even pausing to breathe.
“Must you feed it blood directly?”
Hereis, who had approached and sat beside Jeha, asked. He seemed less than pleased by the sight of Kkamangi licking Jeha’s blood.
“There’s no baby food as nutritious as my blood. It’s easier to satisfy it with a few drops of my blood than to let it tear into a demon or a person somewhere.”
Jeha replied, trying hard to divert his attention from Hereis, who sat beside him. Internally, he chanted ‘Amitabha.’ A mating festival erupting across Bellarossa’s entire domain at this moment was the last thing he wanted.
He felt Hereis’s gaze fixed intently upon him. It seemed Hereis sensed some change in Jeha. Jeha, however, simply couldn’t bring himself to tell Hereis about the mating festival. It was just too… well, it was what it was.