Volume 4 Chapter 85: “You’re Not Human, Right?”【Final Volume: Balor and Nanashi Arc】

“A real… angel…?”

The one who mutters this in disbelief is the would‑be murderer, Konoha.

Sure, I’m shocked too— I had no idea Nanashi was anything like that…

But what bugs me even more is how she bad‑mouthed me nonstop.

“Never mind that— you tore into me pretty hard. What, begging for execution? I won’t forgive you.”

“I thought my confession was earth‑shattering, yet what matters more is being insulted. As expected of you, Master.”

Nanashi sighs, shakes her head, and the white wings disappear.

Being able to sprout and retract them seems convenient.

“An angel…? As in the Angel Faith’s angels?”

“Yes. Though there are several angels, so I don’t know if I’m actually worshipped. I never cared.”

“They really existed, nya.”

Nanashi answers Ashvin’s question, while Artemis lets out a dazed “hoh.”

The Angel Faith…? I barely know a thing, but yeah, that cult‑ish religion exists.

I hate cult vibes. If that’s their object of worship, it can’t be good. So Nanashi’s trash too.

“…So why is an angel after Balor‑chan?”

Konoha growls like a wary cat, glaring at Nanashi.

Nice—she’s asking what I wanted to know anyway.

Nanashi lets out a long sigh.

“Angels are ridiculously full of themselves.”

“You said it yourself?”

“For some reason they think they manage the world. To keep things running smoothly, anything ‘abnormal’ gets purged. That’s why I was sent.”

Managing the world, huh…

Can’t even imagine. No drive, no interest.

“…And what’s this ‘abnormal’ thing, nya?”

Izun—kinda scary today.

Where’d her usual air‑headed shtick go?

“It’s Master. Seems none of you knew…”

Nanashi fixes her gaze on me.

“Because, Master— you’re not human, right?”

At that, the room falls dead silent.

Everyone stares wide‑eyed at me.

Under their gaze, I nod calmly.

“Mm… well, yeah.”

“Seriously!?”

The maids’ shocked voices echo.

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All the problem‑child maids continue to stare.

Creepy. Quit staring.

Amid it, Konoha flails over in a panic.

“E‑Eh…? What’s going on…? Balor‑chan isn’t human…?”

“Exactly what it sounds like.”

“What does that even mean!?”

Konoha yells, overflowing with surprise.

…Come to think of it, I never told them.

Didn’t see a reason. Never trusted them anyway, so of course I kept quiet.

Ashvin timidly speaks up—rare for the flawless dark‑skinned maid.

“Then… Balor‑sama is a demon?”

“Heh‑heh‑heh…”

Smiling meaningfully, I glance around and declare:

“Nope.”

“Then what are you, nya!!”

Garururu! Artemis clings to me.

What the—!? You wanna fight!? I’d lose in a heartbeat!

Now Izun asks, worried about me.

“Is it… something you can’t say‑ru?”

“Nah. I just don’t blab unless asked, and hiding it is… well, if this leaks I might lose my noble title. Let’s pretend this never—”

“Impossible, yo!?”

Tch. Not that easy to dodge.

I don’t care about my origins, but if it goes public, my position could crumble.

That would be bad.

(Tch. Thanks to you I’ve got to show weakness now.)

(Only you could distrust the maids who adore you this much—impressive.)

Of course—there’s no one in this world I trust besides myself.

I’d love to muddle through, but with this many people, that’s impossible. Maybe I could fool Izun alone, but…

No choice.

“A‑aah… fine, to put it clearly…”

I scratch my cheek.

“You know homunculi? Super simply, artificial humans made by alchemy or magic.”

The maids nod vigorously, and I tell them:

“That’s me.”

“Ehh…?”

They gape, mouths open.

Yeah, ‘artificial human’ out of nowhere is hard to process.

Nanashi steps in smoothly— and adds fuel to the fire.

“To be precise, he’s a homunculus who devoured the worst evil god in history, Balor.”

“De… devoured…?”

Way to phrase it!!