"Let us go, or you know what'll happen!" I continued bluffing.
When facing a sinister and cunning person, their paranoia is their biggest weakness.
Demon King Demaon raised his hand, crackling with lightning!
"Your heart should be right here," I said, pointing downward with my hand.
Actually, I had no idea where Demon King Demaon's heart was hidden.
But from what I'd seen before, his heart had transformed into a red moon orbiting the Demon Planet.
That meant he wouldn't hide his heart too far away—either because it couldn't be separated too much from his body, or because Demon King Demaon didn't trust anywhere else to be safe, only feeling secure if it was right under his nose.
I'd originally thought Demon King Demaon had put his heart back in his body, but earlier, when everyone shot the silver arrow at what should have been his heart's location in his main body, it had no effect.
But no matter what, it proved that even though Demon King Demaon had hidden his heart again, it had to be somewhere very close—most likely inside the Demon Planet.
So, I pointed downward with my hand—it could mean under the ground of the Demon Planet, or in the Demon King's castle, or even anywhere inside the Demon Planet itself.
Others might not believe it, but the sinister and cunning Demon King Demaon hesitated. After all, being treacherous himself, he assumed others were the same.
"We didn't touch your heart right away because Professor Mangetsu is in your hands. But if you dare move against us now, we'll make it vanish into ashes!" I continued, fleshing out the lie completely.
Seeing Demon King Demaon slowly lower his hand again, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I quickly grabbed Miyoko and prepared to run.
But Demon King Demaon's gloomy face broke into a smile. "I almost fell for your trick."
"Nobita Nobi, you live up to your reputation!"
How does Demon King Demaon know my name?
Before I could even wonder,
Demon King Demaon swung another attack, though this one was weaker than before.
It seemed he was still hesitant.
I quickly used my telekinetic barrier to protect myself and Miyoko.
The attack hit the barrier—it didn't break, but Miyoko and I, along with the barrier, were flung back into the wall from earlier.
The wall, having taken two hits, finally shattered, opening a huge hole in the dark palace and letting in the outside light.
I quickly grabbed Miyoko and teleported out through the hole to escape.
Demon King Demaon tried to pursue,
But my voice echoed back: "Demon King Demaon, if you chase us, I swear you'll regret it!"
Demon King Demaon indeed stopped, his face flickering with uncertainty.
In the end, he didn't chase us himself—he just ordered the demon guards to capture us all.
And just like that, I escaped the Demon King's castle with Miyoko.
If Demon King Demaon had thought it through, he'd realize that if we really knew where his heart was, we'd have destroyed him already—why bother shooting the silver arrow to test it first?
But Demon King Demaon valued his own life too much, which threw him into panic.
Still, what ruler in the world doesn't care about their own life?
They'd probably sacrifice their entire race without hesitation!
After all, politicians are the most selfish creatures, and demons are no exception.
After Miyoko and I escaped, we were chased by demon guards, but compared to the terror of Demon King Demaon, these guards were nothing to me.
With a squeeze of my hand, the leading red dragons and the demons riding them turned into fireballs in the sky.
The pursuers behind slowed down in fear.
I quickly teleported away with Miyoko. Luckily, during the earlier fight, I'd decisively used telekinesis to destroy Demon King Demaon's crystal ball.
That cut off his eyes for monitoring us—otherwise, even if we escaped, we wouldn't get far.
I gradually left the pursuers behind, and eventually, they stopped following.
But I didn't dare stop, constantly teleporting, deliberately taking a big detour, and erasing our traces.
Just in case.
Until we reached a cave in a stone forest extremely far from the Demon King's castle.
Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. But because I relaxed, I suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Nobita! What's wrong? Are you okay?" Miyoko hurriedly supported me.
By now, Miyoko had returned to her human form. I wasn't sure if it was because the Demon King's magic had weakened from overuse, or due to the Moon Torch Light back then, or if something had happened to Medusa who cast the spell on her.
In any case, Miyoko had transformed back by the time we escaped the Demon King's castle, though she hadn't been much help.
"I'm fine!" I said weakly.
I knew that after taking two hits from Demon King Demaon and then the intense escape, getting injured was normal.
I'd been holding it in during the run.
Luckily, spitting out the congested blood made me feel much better, though I still looked weak.
"It's all my fault! If I hadn't been affected in the palace!" Miyoko said tearfully, blaming herself.
"It's okay. Worrying about family is something everyone does! If you felt nothing, you'd be a machine!"
I didn't blame her—after all, if my own father died in front of me, it'd be weird not to react.
"So, Miyoko, please don't be sad. Your father's spirit in heaven would want you to pull yourself together!"
"Nobita!" Miyoko hadn't expected that even though I was injured, I wasn't blaming her but comforting her instead.
We leaned against each other on the cave wall—one physically weak, the other needing emotional support.
"Are you okay?" I looked at the girl leaning on me.
I gently stroked her short hair and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Mm!" Miyoko said softly, resting on my shoulder.
We were so close, but Miyoko wasn't shy like before—instead, it felt more natural.
"Then let's eat first! After resting, we'll go find Doraemon and the others and think of a plan." I pulled out the gourmet tablecloth I'd taken from Doraemon.
Then I took out a portable tent, also from Doraemon. Setting up a tent in a cave was a bit weird, but we had to make do.
After all, it still felt unsafe outside.
But the tent was in four-dimensional space, so it was pretty spacious inside.
After eating, I felt much better—not so weak anymore, and I had some energy back.
But Miyoko was silent, and I didn't know if she was still hung up on her father's death.
For something like that, it was hard for me to console her.
Only time could heal it.
After dinner, I divided up the resting spots in the tent, and we each lay down to rest.
But just as I lay down, a soft body pressed against me.
My lips were sealed with a sweet taste.
"Miyoko, you..." I hadn't expected Miyoko to sneak attack me like this.
"Nobita, I think I've fallen for you."
"This battle made me realize how powerful the Demon King is. I don't know if we'll have a tomorrow."
"So, take me, okay?"
Looking at the girl's hazy eyes, I wasn't sure if she really liked me because of our experiences, or if it was the suspension bridge effect.
But that wasn't the main issue.
What worried me more was...
"Miyoko, you want to give yourself to me, then sneak off tomorrow to fight the Demon King to the death, right?" I said seriously, looking into her eyes.
"How did you..." Miyoko started to say, how did you know?
"You think dying will solve everything? Have you thought about us who helped you?"
"What good does your death do? Will it help us defeat the Demon King? That's just reckless!"
"Extremely foolish behavior!"
These were all clichéd plots from TV and novels, so I had to firmly crush Miyoko's idea and scold her awake.
"Nobita! I'm sorry!"
"I shouldn't have thought that. I'm just afraid you'll disappear in front of me like my father did."
Miyoko burst into tears, making me feel a bit bad. I hugged her.
"It's okay, don't blame yourself."
"It's not your fault—the Demon King is too strong, and the pressure on you is too much."
"Don't worry, you still have us, and importantly, you have me."
"Don't be reckless, okay?"
I patiently comforted Miyoko in my arms.
"Mm! Don't worry! I won't do that!" It seemed Miyoko's heart had been eased by me.
But coming back to her senses, she realized how intimately we were touching, and she felt shy.
Seeing that, I thought, the girl who was so bold earlier is shy now?
"Miyoko, are you still giving yourself to me?" I couldn't help but tease with a mischievous smile.
"Nobita, be gentle!" Miyoko had originally planned to offer herself, so how could she refuse? But compared to the earlier farewell-like mood, now she was truly like a maiden.
How could I resist not devouring her?
I immediately covered Miyoko's sweet little mouth.
The girl's tender, sweet tongue was endlessly memorable.
We tangled with each other.
Miyoko's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, letting me plunder her little mouth freely.
But the occasional gasps from her mouth revealed Miyoko's inner feelings.
Her chest heaved dramatically, her breathing rapid!
My hands caressed Miyoko's long, fair jade legs.
This time, I didn't focus on the top first.
Instead, Miyoko's beautiful legs had attracted me for a long time!
Though I'm not a total leg fetishist, I was still drawn to Miyoko's beautiful legs.
Touching them felt soft yet elastic.
I could imagine how amazing it'd feel when these beautiful legs wrapped around me later.
My hand carefully caressed Miyoko's smooth thighs. Feeling me stroking her legs, Miyoko was happy that I liked them, but the warm palm made her feel tingly and numb.
I slid downward along the thighs, feeling the perfect curves.
At the same time, I removed the girl's little white socks.
Her jade-like, fair little feet were exposed.
I touched that delicate little foot, and Miyoko's reaction intensified even more.
She couldn't help twisting her body.
Her gasps grew louder!
Playing with the girl's little feet, I couldn't help but look surprised!
It seemed her legs and feet were her sensitive spots.
My foot fetish isn't that strong, but I could develop it later—after all, it would be a shame not to with Miyoko's beautiful legs.
I slid my hand back upward, over the smooth thighs, toward the mysterious place between her legs under the skirt.
I pushed aside the panties wrapping the mysterious area and touched the lush grassy land.
It felt slippery upon entry, hmm!
And a bit wet—seems pretty sensitive.
I gently probed with my finger, and Miyoko instinctively clamped down.
"Don't, don't do that!"
Miyoko said with a flushed face, but she still tried to spread her legs and let me in.
Feeling the narrow, slippery inside, I pushed my finger deeper.
The virgin girl's thin membrane blocked further exploration.
But that was fine—I was just scouting with my finger anyway; ultimately, I'd enjoy it with something else.
I withdrew my finger from the two tender pink folds, then moved my palm back to caress her perky little butt.
Kneading it, feeling the softness and elasticity of Miyoko's rear.
Then I removed Miyoko's pink skirt.
Exposing large expanses of snowy white skin.
Her long beautiful legs had the mysterious area and little perky butt wrapped in pink panties.
The swells on her chest were covered by a pink bra.
After savoring Miyoko's little mouth, I kissed downward to her jade neck and to her chest.
Unhooking the pink bra, those well-developed snowy white jade breasts for a girl her age were right at my mouth.
"Mm!"
I swallowed the pink pearl into my mouth along with the pure white breast flesh.
A wave of tingling sensation made Miyoko unable to hold back a sound.
After tasting the milky fragrance of Miyoko's two jade breasts,
I couldn't hold back from enjoying the real pleasure anymore.
I removed Miyoko's last panties, revealing the enchanting garden dotted with dewdrops.
I also released my cock.
Spreading Miyoko's long beautiful legs, I gently pressed against the soft pink folds.
"Mm!"
I gently pushed my cock into the folds, eliciting Miyoko's moaned.
As expected of a virgin girl—so tight!
The soft flesh inside the passage clamped my cock tightly.
Luckily, it was wet from before, allowing my cock to advance slowly.
As my cock pushed in, the passage grew narrower, with layers of soft flesh crowding in.
Clamping my cock tightly in the middle, but it felt so good.
Until my cock's advance was blocked.
It seemed to be Miyoko's hymen.
"Nobita, be gentle!"
"I'm a bit scared!"
Miyoko was understandably afraid for her first time.
"Don't be afraid! I'll go slow!"
I'm not a newbie—I knew you can't be rough when taking a girl's first time.
My cock slowly thrust inside the passage, making Miyoko's passage even wetter.
Then, I gently kissed her little mouth to distract her.
Once it was wet enough, my cock suddenly thrust against the membrane.
Rip!
The hymen was pierced by my cock.
"Ah!"
"It hurts!"
"Nobita! It hurts so much!"
Miyoko felt like her body was being torn apart, with a thick thing invading her.
At the union of Miyoko's garden, red blood symbolizing chastity flowed out.
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"
"It's over now!"
I kissed away the tears of the girl who had transformed into a woman!
And slowly kneaded her soft jade breasts to make her feel better!
Miyoko's furrowed brows relaxed after a while.
After breaking the membrane and pushing my cock to her core, I didn't dare move.
I could only savor the soft comfort of the girl's passage.
Until Miyoko wasn't in so much pain.
"Nobita, you can move now!"
Miyoko endured the itchy numbness inside her.
Seeing Miyoko seemed to have adapted a bit,
I slowly withdrew my cock to the entrance of her garden, then slowly inserted it back.
During the thrusting, it brought out the red blood, staining the lush grassy area.
As my cock pulled out, Miyoko felt like her inner flesh was being pulled out too; when it thrust in, it felt like breaking her body.
Pain mixed with itchy numbness, giving rise to a wave of pleasure.
"Mm!"
The girl's first moan as a woman escaped her lips.
I gradually sped up the thrusting.
"Squelch... squelch..."
"Squelch... squelch... squelch..."
My impacts created rhythmic sounds.
My cock quickly disappeared into Miyoko's garden and reappeared.
"Mm... mm... Nobita!..."
"...Mm... slow down..."
"...Be gentle..."
Miyoko's jade breasts on her chest shook from my impacts.
Waves of pleasure rushed to her head, making her face even more flushed.
During the thrusting, I lifted Miyoko's beautiful legs onto my hands.
I couldn't resist licking those beautiful legs.
Then I placed those beautiful legs around my waist.
Feeling Miyoko's long jade legs wrapping around my waist was exhilarating!
I thrust even more fiercely into Miyoko's passage.
"Mm! ...Faster..."
"...Hmph... I..."
"Faster... I... can't hold on..."
Miyoko's eyes were hazy.
But those long jade legs clamped me tightly.
I knew Miyoko was about to reach her first climax.
I thrust with all my might.
Until Miyoko's passage suddenly tightened, binding my cock,
"...Nobita!..."
"I can't hold on!"
I also pressed my cock firmly against her core.
As a stream of clear fluid sprayed from her core onto my cock's tip,
I released fiercely too.
"Miyoko!"
Looking at the beautiful girl's face,
I injected bursts of thick white essence deep into the virgin girl's womb.
Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
The thick white essence filled the girl's womb.
Miyoko felt the warmth from Nobita flowing into her below.
The overflowing thick white essence stained the already blood-red grassy area white again.