The Demon King Who Was Supposed to Lose Ended Up Defeating the Targets, and Now the Heroine Has Been Sent as a Sacrifice - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: The Demon King Supposed to Lose, Receives Special Consideration

“I-I… I want to be with my brother, but… my brother won’t choose me. He’s just using me… But the Demon King is my enemy, yet… he cherishes me like a brother—”

Misha was torn between her choices, utterly confused.

She kept glancing back and forth between me and Vernon, her face pale and her body frozen.

Elsia watched her turmoil with a look of amusement.

“Well then, Misha, I have a lovely suggestion for you.”

“Huh?”

Elsia whispered to Misha, her expression pure evil.

Honestly, she looked more like a Demon King than I did.

Like a butterfly drawn to a flower’s sweet scent, Misha found herself listening to Elsia’s tempting words.

And Elsia’s proposal was—

“Misha, choose Lord Diablo. If you do, I’ll leave Sir Vernon in your hands.”

This was truly the whisper of a devil.

To the confused Misha, Elsia’s suggestion must have seemed like divine guidance.

“Of course, Lord Diablo won’t allow you to do anything indecent with Sir Vernon, but you’ll be able to keep your beloved brother close by, always.”

“But… but that means… my brother…”

“Yes, Sir Vernon will have no freedom. But does that matter? Freedom for someone who betrayed you and won’t even try to return your feelings?”

“Betrayed me…?”

Misha’s eyes widened in realization.

“Yes, exactly!! Misha, you and I are the same. You were betrayed by Sir Vernon. But unlike me, you didn’t know how to express your anger.”

“E-Express my anger…?”

“That’s right. You didn’t know how to be angry, so you tried to get rid of me. Isn’t that true?”

Misha remained silent at Elsia’s question.

Or perhaps she was calmly reflecting on her past actions.

“Misha, this is your chance for revenge as well, isn’t it?”

“My revenge?”

“Yes. Revenge on Sir Vernon for not choosing you. And that revenge is simply not choosing him in return.”

“I… I…”

Misha looked at me, then at Vernon, comparing us again.

Then, as if making a firm decision, she began to walk towards Vernon.

W-Whoa!!

She wasn’t swayed by Elsia’s sweet words and chose her real brother!!

I felt a bit sad that she didn’t choose me, but at the same time, seeing the bond between siblings made me happy.

I was filled with mixed emotions.

“Misha…”

“Brother…”

Vernon called Misha’s name in relief, but his expression soon stiffened.

There was something unsettling about the aura Misha was giving off.

Beside me, Elsia was grinning, clearly enjoying herself.

“I’m sorry, Brother.”

“Misha? W-What are you—?”

Misha bowed to Vernon, then turned to face us.

“Lord Diablo, I want to stay as your sister.”

“You’ve made a wonderful decision, Misha!!”

“…Yeah.”

Elsia smiled joyfully, while Misha nodded, looking somewhat guilty.

I was stunned.

I never imagined that Misha wouldn’t choose her beloved brother, Vernon.

But what was Elsia planning to do next?

“Y-You’ve got to be kidding!! Misha!! Those people are the ones who slaughtered our father and all the people of our land!! They’re our enemies!!”

“Ah…”

Vernon shouted in fury, his anger boiling over.

Startled by the sudden outburst, Misha flinched, trembling like a frightened little animal.

W-Wow, she’s adorable, like a small creature.

“Oh my, how frightening. Look at that, Misha. That’s the true nature of the brother you loved so much. He’s the type of man who would use his sweet sister for revenge. How pathetic.”

“N-No, that’s not—”

“Misha, what do you think? How about letting your former brother watch as you share some intimate moments with your new brother?”

“T-That’s a bit too embarrassing…”

“My, don’t be shy. Lord Diablo seems eager to be close with his cute sister too.”

“Ah…♡”

To be honest, ever since Misha chose me, my demonic sword had been painfully hard and sharp.

Well, can you blame me?

When a beautiful girl you thought would pick another guy chooses you, anyone would feel excited.

It’s just how men are.

“Misha, since this is a special moment, why don’t you give Lord Diablo a kiss of oath?”

“A kiss of oath?”

“Yes!! A kiss that pledges your body and soul to Lord Diablo as both a sister and a woman, dedicating your life to him!!”

“Y-Yes. I want to. Please, let me kiss you, brother.”

“Alright. Come here.”

Just then, Elsia interrupted, her tone exaggerated and a bit mocking.

“Oh my? Misha is too short to reach Lord Diablo’s lips, isn’t she?”

“I can just bend down—”

“Oh no need!! Look, there’s a perfect stepping stool right here!! Sir Vernon, would you kindly get on all fours for us?”

Ignoring my suggestion, Elsia kicked Vernon down, forcing him onto all fours.

Then, Misha, who once adored her brother, used him as a stepping stool to kiss me.

“Mm… Brother ♡ I love you ♡”

…I might be a worse person than I thought.

Here I was, enjoying a passionate adult kiss with Misha, while using the very brother she once cherished as a mere stepping stool.

The feeling of superiority thrilled me beyond words.

Lifting Misha, I pierced her body from below with my demonic sword.

“Ahn ♡ B-Brother, no ♡ Everyone’s watching ♡”

“Fufu, Misha, your face is all red. You’re so cute. Let me join in too.”

“Hyan ♡”

With those words, Elsia used her blood manipulation to create an artificial demonic sword.

The artificial sword, matching the size and hardness of mine, pierced Misha from behind.

“N-No, it hurts ♡ My stomach feels tight ♡”

“Don’t worry. The pain will disappear soon. Now, Misha, turn this way.”

“Huh? Mmph!?”

When Misha looked over her shoulder, Elsia forcefully took her lips, engaging in a deep, adult kiss with entwined tongues.

“Ahh ♡ Misha, you’re absolutely adorable right now ♡”

“N-No, don’t look ♡”

“Misha, let’s make up.”

“Huh?”

“Misha, you’re Lord Diablo’s sister, which makes you my sister too. Wouldn’t it make Lord Diablo happy to see his cute sister getting along with his wife?”

I silently nodded in agreement.

“Ahn ♡ Elsia, big sister ♡”

“Yes, what is it?”

“I’m sorry ♡ I’m sorry for being mean to you at the academy ♡ I’m sorry for trying to assassinate you♡ Please, don’t hate Misha ♡”

“Fufu, oh, it’s alright. Yes!! I forgive you. But don’t ever do something like that again, okay?”

“Ahn ♡ Yes ♡ Big sister, I love you ♡ I love you as much as I love my brother ♡”

After that, the three of us completely lost ourselves, forgetting that Vernon was even there, as we indulged in each other.

Thus, Elsia and Misha reconciled, and from that point on, they began to dote on each other like real sisters.

“Where did the ones who fled go? Answer quickly.”

“P-Please, stop, Misha…”

“I don’t want to do anything cruel. But my brother and sister want to know. So tell me. Say it. Or I’ll crush this.”

After our intimate moment together, Misha began to torture Vernon.

She was trying to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the other three targets who had escaped, along with the remaining key figures of the kingdom.

Vernon was terrified, seeing his only sister eagerly torturing him.

And Misha showed no mercy.

She relentlessly kicked Vernon’s “golden balls.”

If someone were at my level, they wouldn’t feel much from such a kick, but Vernon wasn’t that strong.

In fact, Misha, who had already killed her fair share of humans in Elsia’s army, was probably stronger than him by now.

Judging by Vernon’s state, a few more kicks and he might just reveal the location of the fugitives.

As I watched this unfold, I turned to Elsia, who was smiling brightly.

“Honestly, I didn’t expect this.”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought you’d make Misha do something much crueler.”

“…Lord Diablo, what do you think of me?”

“To me, you’re the best girl in the world, but I also know you’re merciless to your enemies.”

Elsia chuckled softly.

“Yes, that’s true. I had originally planned for Misha and Vernon to suffer even more.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

“…Because, Lord Diablo, you care about Misha, don’t you?”

“…Well, yeah.”

It’s true that I had grown fond of the brainwashed Misha.

Could it be that Elsia…

“I owe you, Lord Diablo, so I’m willing to be a bit flexible. Besides, Misha never threw stones at me or betrayed me.”

“Well… that’s true, but…”

“Sure, Misha did plan to assassinate me, but haven’t we all, at least once or twice, felt the urge to kill someone who annoys us?”

“…Yeah, I suppose so.”

“Of course, if she had been nice to me while secretly plotting to kill me, that would be different. But from the moment we met, Misha made her hostility clear.”

I see.

I couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty, realizing that Elsia had been considerate of me.

As I watched Misha continue torturing Vernon, that thought lingered in my mind.

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Afterword: Just a little side story

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