My Wife Is the Devil

#my wife is the devil (23)

I was vaguely aware of it myself.

no. I was averting my eyes, so I guess I was just realizing it at a ‘vague’ level.

… … Did you want to ask me this?

Am I the woman worthy of love? Is my love, the devil’s love for the Inquisitor really pure?

Did you want to ask me about it?

… … huh? damn old god

***

[Cecil Lionelta doesn’t really trust Julius Tafnel.]

It’s been a really long time since we met again.

The words that came out of the mouth of a girl who could manage to call her by the name of childhood friend.

A proposition given by God.

A charm that can be uttered clearly even with the mouth of the devil, making no excuses unspoken.

‘… … Julius.’

A man who always shows infinite love and trust towards himself, and is so brilliant that it is regrettable that he even dares to look up at him.

Thinking of Julius Tafnel, Cecil fell into utter sorrow.

‘… … sorry. You trust Ida too. I love you. It saves me.’

I don’t even trust you. just trying to own it. Just trying to be silly.

… … I’m really sorry.

As he pondered on a secret he had hidden from the depths of his heart, perhaps never to be told to him.

While forcibly swallowing a word of apology that would never reach Julius.

Cecil captured the chill that flowed through the veins with blood, trying to freeze his heart.

‘It is said that love comes from trust in each other. Then my love, this dark feeling towards you… … Is it really love disqualification? Can’t it be called pure love?’

… … just terribly disgusting.

Is it just possessiveness that is close to a curse?

And slowly the three are called out from the inside of his heart, with the appearance of the divine flame of Julius.

The strong energy of the dark red flame was also neatly captured.

Let’s forget the bitter taste conveyed by our twisted love, which only adds to the bitterness the more we chew on it.

He wants to suppress the evil desire for Julius that is boiling from the depths of his heart.

just keep your mouth shut. He continued the sacrament of confession without a sound he could not hear.

‘Julius. I mean? sometimes. All of a sudden, I think of this my love Will this heart towards you become a dagger that pierces your heart? I do worry about that.’

If I had known this would be a class.

I expected you to listen carefully.

Someday, before Cecil does what is called love. When I was in the academy.

The teacher, who could not even remember his name, said this while busy writing on the blackboard.

‘Everyone here, probably most of you, will get married. Kissing the man you love and kissing your belly. holding his child. That’s how I’ll become a man’s woman from a chubby girl.’

wearing large glasses. The words of a young female teacher who seemed unfamiliar at first glance.

It is only now that I know that those words are a hundred thousand times correct, but at that time, when I heard those words, what did I think?

Thinking back to the moment when he became a demon that could handle even oblivion freely, he was probably thinking like this with a sad expression on his face.

‘Oh, the flowers are pretty. Do you want to go flower-viewing after school is ticking?’

Because I thought that I was far from love, and I thought that such a lewd thing as dating a man was dirty.

with your chin on your desk. Counting the number of petals fluttering against the backdrop of a sunny spring day, I was absorbed in other thoughts.

‘… … Looney. The most important thing in a couple’s relationship is trust in each other. A family without trust will eventually collapse.’

Because of that, Cecil eventually listened to the last words spoken by the young teacher with one ear and threw them away.

He even blew away the most valuable teaching of the four years he spent at the academy, that trust was the most important thing in a ‘married couple’ relationship.

‘… … I smell another bitch. On Julius’ coat. I smell like a bitch other than me.’

Is it because I haven’t been taught the most important lesson in my life, or maybe it’s because it’s been such a messy bitch?

A woman named Cecil’s love for Julius only twisted in the wrong direction.

There is no trust in the other person, even in the blink of an eye, ignoring the other person’s will, and a dark, dark emotion soaked in the desire to possess the other person completely.

That’s the love that Cecil Lionelta did and still does.

‘The washroom. I’m sorry. I should have been more careful. I’m sorry I made you sick.’

It was a love that should have been destroyed with a terrible ending right away.

Because there is no way that love with such a bizarre form can be properly conveyed to the other person.

Because there’s no way you can make someone happy.

‘… … Then, will you sleep like today?’

‘I’ll hold your hand. If you’re nervous, I’ll even sing you a lullaby.’

‘… … tooth. Julius knows my heart all too well. Kill him.’

but i like it

And thank you.

Nara is a crazy woman.

Thank you for taking care of me perfectly.

Thank you so much.

However, Julius was a man shining brightly like the sun in the sky, and his broad mind and mighty force completely controlled the woman named Cecil.

abnormal.

Cecil’s black love, which would have been considered simply reluctant, was overlaid with a beautiful love that seemed to come out of a fairy tale.

‘Oh, now I know. Why am I sad?’

So, the room was safe.

I was able to do my best.

No matter how much his heart for Julius grows, he is still. Even if his possessiveness and desire for monopoly are skyrocketing.

If it was Julius, he would control himself.

Holding on to the leash of a crazy woman named Cecil.

If she goes the wrong way, he’ll be happy to strangle my wife. I’ll give you a spank pat.

‘But not now. I can’t do that anymore.’

But now I can’t.

‘… … I am now as strong as Julius.’

Even if a high-ranking demon became a nonsensical being, Julius and himself, who were able to subdue and control the woman named Cecil, are now equal.

Because it seems that the intention of the world is now vaguely known, Erman’s destruction of the world made the power of the demon tainted with the evil called Nirhil stronger.

Because the act of destroying the throne performed by Julius lifted the curse placed on the existence of Cecil.

The power of the devil that puts his feet on the gods has grown into a great evil that threatens even the life of the world’s strongest man.

Now, the noble heavenly god.

He will be able to easily handle even the divine magic that will cover even the eyes of the god Rom.

‘But this is not enough. In order to overcome that vulgar bitch of Arnhill. This alone is not enough.’

and.

This was the Maginot Line.

This was the limit.

The last line that Julius can handle with Cecil’s love that has grown too large, which may have been destroyed by feelings of possessiveness.

‘For the future with Julius. To achieve my happiness. I need one more step forward. One more step forward, and I’ll dare beat that cheeky bitch who treated me like a chess horse.’

However, in order to defeat Arnhill.

To overcome the self-proclaimed darkness that dares to hinder his love.

You must cross that line, the last line that can keep the emotions that lie in the precarious balance of Julius and Cecil’s love.

‘But, then it breaks. Julius will be destroyed.’

And in the current situation where he has to cross that line, Cecil feels terribly depressed and sad.

‘Don’t make me a real bad bitch. He doesn’t even care about being hated by Julius, and he’ll turn into a bad demon.’

After crossing the huge mountain called Arnhill.

Because he knew the terrible thing that was going to happen between him and Julius, who were out of balance.

What he must do is to fully own the man named Julius.

Because he knows the madness he can’t even control himself.

‘So I can’t cross this line. I’d rather die again. Even if I die with you.’

as a strange woman. I don’t want to be seen as a bad girl.

I don’t want to spoil the beautiful memories with you. I don’t want to ruin the future I’ll make with you.

The devil named Cecil cannot cross the line after all.

sits down in place.

I just want to prove my pure love for him, because I don’t want to defile him.

‘For a day like this, please don’t forgive me.’

She simply repeats the sacrament of confession, which will never reach him, silently.

***

“Oh no! What if all of a sudden the grass dies like that?! That’s just what I said, you bastard. What can’t you say?”

And Enin, who was watching the whole situation from beginning to end, as Cecil repeated the sacrament of confession to Julius with his eyes and mouth closed.

In a word.

It was really weird.

“… … Please don’t forgive me Julius. what a bad year I’d rather just throw it away.”

“Hey, boy. Why are you talking like that all of a sudden? he, don’t Tears dripping! and stop yes?”

I was just asking you something I’ve been curious about for a long time.

All of a sudden, my chest is pounding and I’m talking things that I don’t mean to my heart.

“… … no! Forget what I just said! I can’t live without Julius! Even wanting to die together is a lie! I’ve changed my mind, that’s all cancelled! I haven’t even been to my honeymoon yet. I can’t die again!”

“I told you to let it go, I told you not to. I told you to die, I told you not to die. Which one should I listen to?!”

And suddenly, with a runny nose of tears, I stomped on the floor like a child! won’t it come down

“… … I’m really really.”

I’m not sure why they’re playing chess so much, but if there’s one thing I’ve definitely learned from my conversation with this crazy demon.

‘Julius. Really, you must have been a gentleman and a friend from heaven.’

unless otherwise

There’s no way I’d be able to shoot a romance with this crazy bitch.

How important a man named Julius Tafnel was to Cecil Lionelta.

How well he had controlled this insane woman.

Oh yeah. Unsurprisingly, he only felt a sense of respect.