“…What a luxurious guest room.”
At the entrance of the guest room I was brought to, I stood there for a while, frozen.
Anyway, it’s spacious.
Even with a king-size bed placed in the center of the room, there’s enough space on either side for a person to pass through, and behind it is a living area. Near the entrance, there’s a closet, and next to it, in a separate room, is a bathing area and a toilet… in any case, it was a multifunctional room.
The large window lets in the reddish-purple light unique to the evening in the demon kingdom, filling the room with its glow.
“Feels more spacious than a clinic’s examination room… Oh, that reminds me.”
I recalled my examination room.
Did I dispose of the research materials I was writing on in my clinic?
The content was rather disturbing.
──The title was, “On the Interchangeability of Monsters and Human Bodies.”
Of course, I never actually tested it.
For a while, I became excited about the possibilities and wrote down my thoughts as they came to me, but ultimately, that research didn’t bear fruit.
On the contrary,
“I proved that by using human lives as ‘sacrifices,’ one can create a ‘mythical-grade Dark Heal’ for demons and monsters…”
Mythical-grade…
The most commonly known example would be the special “Elf” resurrection magic used by some in the Western Elf nations.
In any case, whether it’s Dark Heal or something else, it’s undeniable that the effects would be orders of magnitude greater than usual.
…If I had announced something like that in the kingdom, even if it weren’t wartime, I would have surely faced lynching from various directions.
Well, it doesn’t matter now since I’m already in exile.
At that point, I thought, “Wait a minute.”
If that’s the case, wouldn’t selling this technology to the demon kingdom earn me quite a bit of money?
I’m broke after all…
…No, I’ll pass. That’s definitely unethical. Even I, a money-driven person, can understand that much.
Moreover, I’d prefer to establish a job or system that generates regular, continuous profits rather than a one-time big gain.
Returning to the clinic would certainly be fine, but I’d also have to consider the location, customer acquisition, and possibly employees.
…It would be nice if I had a good idea.
As I was troubled over money-making methods…
──Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock at the door of the guest room.
Perhaps the “familiar” that the demon king mentioned has come to visit.
According to the demon king, it seems to be a position similar to a servant in human nations. If that’s the case, it would be very helpful.
“It’s open, please come in.”
As I called out, a female voice replied, “Excuse me,” and then the door opened.
There stood a beautiful woman in a suit with red hair and brown skin.
“I am Milphobia, and I will be serving as Kiwi Alaya’s familiar starting today.”
“Thank you very much. Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise. I sincerely hope to take care of various matters for you.”
Milphobia responded with a dazzling smile, playfully sticking out her red tongue.
…Is that a characteristic quirk of her demon race?
I found myself intrigued about her physical traits, but it would be rude to stare too much.
“I appreciate your kindness.”
I humbly bowed my head, aware of my position.
“No, please feel free to relax. From now on, think of me as your loyal ‘servant,’ and feel free to ask me for anything.”
“No, no, that’s not necessary.”
I was troubled if the newcomer would think I was acting presumptuously.
“I plan to do as much as I can myself. I’ve been welcomed as a member of the demon kingdom.”
“Really, that’s perfectly fine. I’ve heard of your achievements, Alaya-sama. I want to express my gratitude by serving you with all my might.”
As he said this, Milphobia moved in closer, almost too close for comfort, and looked up at my face.
Her large chest pressed against my arm without her even trying to hug me.
…Oh. This is quite something.
It seems that her skin texture and body temperature are similar to mine as a human.
Also, upon closer inspection, I noticed that her eye irises have a gradient of red hues.
And the smell—what could it be?
From Milphobia’s body emanated a sweet, tropical scent of magical power…
…Ah, it’s intriguing! What kind of demon race is she?
“I’m quite curious about you…”
I accidentally let my thoughts slip out.
Then, Milphobia smiled, her eyes taking on a crescent shape.
“Oh, are you concerned about me?”
“Ah, I’m sorry. I realize it’s a bad habit of mine.”
“No, it’s perfectly natural for a man. It’s healthy enough. I also wish for Alaya-sama to know everything about me.”
“Oh!”
It seems she’s willing to tell me all about her race.
How wonderful!
My intellectual curiosity was stirring.
“However…”
She glanced outside the guest room window.
“It’s still evening; I think it’s a bit too early for me to tell you about myself…”
Milphobia blushed slightly, as if shy.
I nodded in understanding.
…So, her race is affected by the time of day in terms of physical properties?
“If that’s the case, it can’t be helped. I’ll patiently wait for that time.”
I decided to sit on the sofa in the living area and focus on observing her.
There’s much I can learn just by watching.
For example, her skin color.
Human skin color is often determined by the environment.
People in countries with strong sunlight tend to have darker skin, while the opposite is true for those in less sunny regions.
…However, this is the demon kingdom, devoid of sunlight. There must be a reason for Milphobia’s brown skin.
“Hmm, hmm…”
I looked closely.
I didn’t know what clues I might find.
I carefully examined Milphobia’s tall, slender body from top to bottom, ensuring I didn’t miss anything.
“Um, Alaya-sama?”
“Hm? What is it?”
“If my body interests you that much, I could show you right now if you’d like…”
“No, that’s fine. If night is best, I’ll wait until then. Besides, my imagination is quite rich, so just watching you is enough to satisfy my curiosity.”
“Just by watching me, you can satisfy your… desires!?”
Milphobia shifted slightly.
“Th-That seems a bit unhealthy!”
“Is that so?”
“It would make it hard to relieve yourself, wouldn’t it? There are other methods, like doing it yourself or using your hands…”
“Hands, huh…”
Indeed, using my hands to relieve myself is a good method.
I once had a period where I would endlessly write down my thoughts on paper.
The paper I was recalling earlier was a product of that.
However,
“I overdid it for a while and developed tendinitis, so I’ve been taking it easy since then.”
“Tendinitis!? Just how much were you holding back!?”
“My thoughts never stop, so it’s infinite. Once I start, I can’t stop.”
“W-What a thing…!”
Gulp.
For some reason, Milphobia swallowed hard while looking at me.
“I must serve you quickly… no, Alaya-sama must be served.”
“Serve? But it’s still evening…”
“Yes, but…”
Milphobia approached the window and swiftly closed the curtains with a whoosh.
Then, almost all the light from outside was blocked, and the room sank into darkness.
“See, now it’s ‘night,’ isn’t it…?”
Milphobia whispered, giggling softly.
“…What a surprise.”
Was it not the time but the light that triggered her physical characteristics?
How fascinating!
“Alaya-sama, even though you can’t see me, it’s obvious you’re excited.”
With a rustling sound, Milphobia began to take off her jacket and unbutton her shirt underneath.
It seemed she would be removing the front.
…Did I bring my stethoscope? Was it in my lab coat pocket?
“Look, Alaya-sama. My… it’s already like this.”
Milphobia raised a plaintive voice as she opened her shirt to the sides.
Then, from just above her navel, a pink glow spread downwards—an inmon (a demonic mark).
I was taken aback.
“The presence of that means… you’re a ‘Succubus!'”
“Yes, I am a faithful little demon to Alaya-sama.”
In the darkness, I could faintly see Milphobia spread her arms toward me.
“Now, Alaya-sama, come… explore my body as you wish…”
“Oh, so I can explore?!”
“You can do anything you like. Go ahead, indulge yourself…”
“Alright then…!”
I rolled up the sleeves of my lab coat and approached Milphobia.
Then, I made her sit on the bed and said,
“Let’s start with a ‘medical interview.'”
“…Huh?”
Milphobia opened her mouth in shock.
I turned on the bedside lamp, illuminating the space with a pale blue light, and immediately asked,
“Why does the inmon glow?”
