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Chapter 50: “Leviathan’s Coming Over?!” ③

“Hello, hello~! I’m a high-ranking demon from the Seven Deadly Sins of the Underworld! The one and only Leviathan—but you can call me Leviako~!”

Standing in the Yura family’s living room, Leviathan dramatically introduced himself—with tissues still stuffed up his nose from earlier.

“…That level of shameless pandering is actually kinda refreshing. Like, you’re leaning into it so hard that it’s impressive instead of embarrassing.”

“That’s only because you’ve only seen him in ‘cutesy mode,’ Ginko. If you knew what he’s really like, you’d be cringing right now. The way he forces that high-pitched voice is painful to watch.”

“Still, I gotta say… Leviathan, huh? That’s a big name to show up around here. That said—strangely enough, I kinda like the way he smells.”

“Ginko… you’re pretty weird yourself, you know that? But I guess it makes sense—this one’s a… what was it again? Ah, right—one of those so-called femboys or whatever.”

“—Femboy?!?”

With an almost predatory glint in her eyes, Ginko snapped her gaze toward Leviathan. The sheer intensity of her stare made him flinch on the spot.

Then, with the precision of a seasoned connoisseur, she slowly—very, very slowly—scanned him from head to toe.

“…A real femboy, huh? Man, this is amazing! But honestly? You’re too much of a perfect beauty for my taste.”

“What the hell does that even mean?”

“Well, see—you are so pretty that no one would ever suspect you’re a guy. But for me, Ginko-san, that’s not what makes traps so… special. It’s about a cute boy—like Natsuki-kun—where you can tell he’s a guy, but then he wears girly clothes and suddenly—bam! You start second-guessing yourself. That feeling—that moment of hesitation—is peak excellence. You get me, right?”

“NO, I DON’T!!!

“Hmmm, I think I get it. Like, wouldn’t it be fun to dress up Natsuki-kyun or Kazuto-kun in cute lingerie and a mini skirt?”

“RIGHT?! Ugh, just picturing it makes me wanna down three bowls of rice!”

“YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING!!! ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING!!!”

As Ginko and Leviathan shook hands firmly in newfound mutual understanding, Koume stared at them in utter horror.

Meanwhile, Nancy—suppressing a chuckle—gently placed a cup of tea in front of Leviathan.

“Oh, thanks.”

“Not at all.”

Leviathan gave her a polite little bow, and Nancy simply smiled back—her expression even softer than before.

“Anyway, what the hell are you here for? Lately, it’s been Satan this, Susa-Susa that, Mammon-Mammon everywhere—it’s getting real damn annoying.”

“Satan’s family though, right? Koume-tan~?”

“…Call me that one more time, and I’ll kill you.”

“Oh yeah? Try it. I’ll turn you into ground beef.”

“…Damn, your voice dropped real low just now.”

Leviathan, usually all cute and bubbly, had completely dropped the act with Koume.

And Ginko? She was shocked.

For a demon who looked angelically adorable, Leviathan’s real voice was husky as hell.

Honestly?

If he ever went for a more boyish look, it would probably suit him just fine.

“Anyway, let me ask again—why the hell are you even here? No—forget the human world. Why the hell did you come to the Yura house? Demons as powerful as you shouldn’t be casually hopping over like it’s a damn weekend trip. What the hell is happening to the Underworld?”

“…I mean, when the Demon King himself is busy attending dance classes, can you really blame us for not taking things seriously?”

“…………That damn old man needs his ass kicked.”

“But seriously, Koume-tan—when did you start talking like some thug from two centuries ago? Back in the day, you were a proper lady. All ‘Ara ara~,’ ‘Ufufu~,’ and ‘Oh my, hello little birdies~’—full-on ojou-sama mode.”

“Wait, hold up. Leviako-san, tell me EVERYTHING. I NEED to hear about Koume-san’s past!”

“NO, YOU DON’T!!! Ugh, THIS is exactly why I hate running into old acquaintances! And besides—we’ve met before, haven’t we?! Like, a few decades ago?!”

“Did we~? Eh, whatever.”

Koume let out a very obvious sigh of relief.

Clearly, there were a few things in her past she really didn’t want getting out.

Ginko and Nancy were dying to know, but they also knew better than to push too hard.

If they pushed too far, Koume might actually get pissed—and that… would be a problem.

So, for now, they held back.

“Alright, this is your LAST chance. WHY. THE. HELL. ARE. YOU. HERE?!!!”

Leviathan’s cheeks flushed slightly.

Then, with a bright, innocent smile—

“I’ve come to be Natsuki-kyun’s future wife~!”

And in the very next second—

A demonic sword and a holy spear of light impaled him straight through the head and stomach.

〜〜Afterword〜〜