Someday, far in the future...
"So, the Hero has come? Wanderer and prophet from another world. And savior.
I hear you nobly whipped yourself in the frontier lands, training rigorously."
Of course. At first, I couldn't even communicate.
"I hear you led foolish humans with the knowledge of a grand library and the wisdom of sages."
Of course. Even just my elementary education from my home world made me a genius here.
"And now, you stand before me with your sword, protecting humanity."
...Somehow it turned out that way.
"Hero Kirgil. I have awaited this day as well."
The Demon King—no, the beauty with long red hair cascading to the floor—stood before me in a deep red dress with a plunging neckline.
That stunning, intimidating figure drew a sigh from me before I knew it.
No matter how I look at it, it's not battle-ready. More like cosplay.
What the hell is wrong with this world?
Does showing cleavage reflect magic with its soft bounce?
From her childbearing hips extended thick, smooth, pale thighs peeking through the high slit...
Yeah, okay, a sword would probably slide right off that.
The tights hugging her flesh just right create an erotic boundary, and the high heels emphasize her leg line perfectly...
But we're about to fight, right? Can the Demon King even walk in those sky-high heels?
Right on cue, she stepped forward, flaunting her alluring legs.
Stumble...
See?
"..."
My comrades tensed up, thinking it was an attack, but eh, whatever.
That flourish of sweeping back her gorgeous hair with one hand? Probably just a vibe shift, pretending it didn't happen.
Seeing that clumsy side is kinda...
"She's hot."
Ah... my honest impression slipped out. My comrades all turned to stare.
The guys get it but cough awkwardly in denial; the women shoot me "What a creep?" looks.
Can't be helped. I'm a guy, an adult.
"How dare you insult me... [Begone!]"
The Demon King glared at me and swung her arm. In that instant, powerful magic enveloped the hall.
"What the—prepped magic!?"
It activated too fast for me to even parse.
The air felt sucked in by the mana surge, and my comrades' screams... cut off abruptly.
Everyone in the hall vanished, leaving just me facing the Demon King. They'd all been teleported somewhere.
"A trap after all, huh? We got played."
"Hmph. Only the rude Hero who called me hot remains. Perfect."
"Just the two of us in this nice room? For real!? Wow!"
"..."
A weird vibe suddenly flowed between us.
This is totally that "can't leave till we do it" room setup!
"No no, it's not like I'm starving or anything.
You've seen the women around me, even if I've rolled through battlefields.
Not the type to get lumped in with lecherous old pervs...
Okay, I am an old guy, but I'm not trash enough to hit on anyone or crack lewd jokes."
"...So the women by your side exist merely to hide your vulgarity?
Not just your words, but your thoughts are repulsive. For a scum like you to leer at me."
Mana surged violently around the Demon King again.
Ah, damn. I was honest, and now it's a death sentence? Because I'm not handsome? Because I'm old?
Shit, this wasn't the plan. Thought it'd be a good one-on-one chat opportunity, but I blew it.
Screw it! No holding back now.
To at least break this weird sexual harassment interrogation vibe, I raised my sword and aimed at the Demon King.
"Do you know how many men courted and proposed to me?
A lowlife like you never even caught my eye."
Damn... Knew it.
"Some were strong, but weaker than me.
Some had great mana, but weaker than me.
Some were smart, but cowards.
Some were handsome, but all looks.
Even those with everything..."
"You must've had better options."
"...Yes. I thought someone better would come."
What? This Demon King... that type? Like those man-hating feminists back home...
No. No. Skip the misogynist terms. Can't spread that crap here too.
"I waited 10 years, 20, 100.
My power grew stronger, my kingdom more glorious.
And the suitors... stopped coming."
"...Huh?"
"Do you know what it means to be king?
Wearing pretty dresses like this, pampering my skin and hair. Even... un... underwear. No! I was always ready, but now no one even faces me.
They avert their eyes in awe and fear!"
The Demon King's mana grew stronger. No... darker.
"My first marriage? The prince consort was an assassin after my power, so I dealt with him on our wedding night. Rumors spread I absorb men's mana.
Now, a night with me means execution in common parlance.
Decades pass, and I start doubting if I'm even a woman.
Deny that, and my sense of self crumbles.
It wasn't that no one faced me.
Those who confronted the 'witch' or 'Demon King' were challengers with resolve, or those plotting harm.
I thought you were the same... but."
Hey, sexy defenseless Demon King. Don't excite me like this. I'm about to lose it.
...Say that, and she might suicide, ending the subjugation prematurely.
"I'm not so fragile as to suicide over that. But hearing such vulgar words...
It feels insulting."
Ugh... this mouth of mine. Slipped again. But she doesn't hate it?
Her expression wasn't disgust. More like a slight smile.
"Your Heroes' movements were always my top priority.
I know what kind of man you are. That your words weren't lies.
This one-on-one might be my expectations manifesting in magic.
...Still, I am a nation's king. I can't neglect my duty for personal feelings."
Just now, her old maid hysteria exploded with dark mana, but her leader's sense of duty didn't falter.
Even showing her broken side, the Demon King striving for her people looked nobler than any noble.
"Cute. Honestly, fuckable. Damn!"
Uwaaa... Again, unfiltered.
"Kh... You bastard. Not even hiding it now?
Me... like that. If I really..."
The Demon King cried. Covering her mouth. Turning her head.
Disgust? Satisfaction? Her staggering isn't just the heels.
Soon, she composed herself.
"I separated your comrades to confuse you, then strike... but I'm the confused one."
Her face flushed, expression expectant.
No weapon drawn, no mana flowing. Utterly defenseless.
I can read the mood. What's flowing between us now isn't killing intent.
In that moment, a floral scent wafted to my nose, like flowers soaked in sweet honey.
Good smell. Has it been in the room since the start? Missed it amid the tension?
No, it's intensifying. I sniffed instinctively.
"!?"
The Demon King flinched. Huh, her reaction's... off somehow?
Our body heat rises. My senses blur—is what I'm aiming at her my sword, or...?
No no! Gotta pull myself together. Stay resolute!
I lowered my sword. Now I knew exactly what was aimed at her!
"Demon King...."
I sheathed my sword and approached her.
She tensed with a flinch, but not warily. She averted her eyes, hiding behind her hair, desperately clinging to dignity.
"Hero, I know. You try to see all things without prejudice.
Perhaps me as well."
Back home, demagoguery and lies were common.
Here too, extreme rhetoric like far-right YouTube.
"Perhaps I've awaited this moment. You might think it my scheme, but..."
But no one's watching now.
She hesitated briefly, then lifted her head to meet the Hero's eyes—mine.
"Even so, I'll say it."
She finally steeled herself and locked eyes with me.
And.
"Hero Kirgil…."
BAM!!CRASH!!
"Kirgil!! You alive!? We're here to save you!!"
"That cowardly Demon King dropped us, but our resolve won't break!!"
"Aid the Hero!"
"Kill the Demon King!"
With my comrades' sudden arrival, the Demon King wailed.
"....Dieeeee!!"
As if hastily covering her earlier lapse.
In the end,
centuries-old hysteria mixed with shame and exploded within the Demon King's castle.
...At least she held back her power?
Not too hot, no debris. Fierce and threatening, but not lethal.
"Ah…"
The Demon King mouthed something—words only I could understand.
What she said? That's our secret.
— A Story That Might Happen Someday, Far in the Future —Someday, far in the future... perhaps.
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