"Cough cough, I accept, but not because of the thighs. Mostly, I want to see where the limits of the Demon King's physique lie."
Shami coughed and looked at the bottles and jars of magic potions, taking a deep breath.
He fully believed that the Magical Girl wouldn't harm him, but he was not entirely convinced that the magic potions she made were 100% safe.
[Magic Potion Experiment at the Hot Spring House, inexplicably START~]
The Magical Girl certainly wouldn't hand Shami poison; after all, he was her future ○slave and she needed to ensure his safety until she had enough fun.
These bottles and jars were some unique magic potions the Magical Girl had accumulated from her regular research. The public magic laboratory of Fata had strict management, making applications for biological experiments complicated and time-consuming.
The Magical Girl had privately tested them on lab mice, and only needed final human testing to verify whether these potions were truly effective.
