Read Novel Full Chapter 492: Evangeline and Her Flawed Memory
Chapter 492: Evangeline and Her Flawed Memory
"Hmm, how delicious. Want a little bit, Amiya?" I ask, dangling a bunch of grapes towards Amiya, who is writing something on a piece of paper with intense focus. It’s so funny how she furrows her brows whenever she encounters a challenge in her writing.
"N-No need, Princess Evangeline, I’m busy..." She calls me princess, and I smile at that. It’s funny because I’m not a princess anymore. Pandora devastated my kingdom, so now I’m just a lucky commoner living in this castle.
’I wonder if anyone knows why Pandora ordered them to take care of me...’ I’m not even that sure myself. It’s kind of confusing for me, but I won’t complain about it. Besides, unlike Amiya, who has to work, I get everything without lifting a finger.
"Oh! It’s the weird lady with the strange smell!" I see someone at the door pointing at me and saying that. I realize it’s that Azazel girl, and I must say I feel annoyed.
’Damn it, I’m attracted to her... she smells so good...’
"Hey there, little one..." I want her far away from here. It’s the same attraction I felt for Pandora, but unlike Pandora, who’s an adult, this little being in front of me is a child, and it feels wrong for me to have this interest. And not just in her, all of Pandora’s children are strangely attractive and make me feel like a depraved person for liking their scent.
They all have this same chaotic aura that reminds me of something, but I can’t quite remember what it is.
"What are you doing here?" she asks, coming towards me as I lean forward, noticing someone else peeking. It’s that girl called Eclipsya, also Pandora’s daughter. She’s well hidden; I almost didn’t notice her there at the door.
’What impressive stealth for someone so young...’ I smile at her, but she ignores me, focused entirely on Azazel.
"I’m eating grapes, do you want some?" I ask, offering them to her while staring fixedly at her body. Without a doubt a daughter of Pandora, the same chaotic aura that attracts me so much.
"No, I prefer blood! Fruits aren’t that good! And I hate vegetables! Urgh, they’re so disgusting! Why would anyone eat vegetables instead of a good dose of blood?" she asks something I have no idea how to answer.
"Maybe because everyone has to eat different things?" I say, eating another grape. She looks at Amiya writing on the paper, then runs to the desk and snatches it with a mischievous smile.
"H-Hey!! I need that! Don’t take it! That’s my work from the last three days!!" Amiya says, alarmed, while I just laugh at the situation. After all, Amiya gained her freedom in exchange for working, and if she doesn’t work, she’ll have to go back to prison with her two maids.
"If you want it then... give me your blood!~" Azazel says in an all-too-sweet voice while Amiya looks at me, but I ignore her. After all, I live here thanks to Pandora, but Pandora isn’t here, so I must be careful not to get kicked out.
"O-okay... take it, but be careful with that paper! It has something important on it." Amiya just passively gives up while I watch the two of them, until my gaze drifts down to Azazel’s hips and continues downward.
But before it reaches the "best" part, I feel Eclipsya’s gaze burning into the back of my head. I look back and see her dark stare aimed at me, seeing exactly where my eyes were going.
"Maybe when they’re older we can steal their panties!" the other Evangeline says to me, and I shake my head in agreement. They’re still too young. It feels wrong to try anything with them, but when they grow up, it won’t be a problem anymore!
"Yes... in a few years..." I heard the four of them have accelerated growth, so in a few years I can rebuild a collection of fun items like those.
"Ahhh... what a shame I lost my Pandora collection," I say, frustrated. Pandora didn’t bring all the items I collected that were hers, though I found quite a few of her used panties in this castle, so I managed to steal a lot of her underwear. But the older ones were special too.
"Evangeline, why are you drooling?" Amiya asks while Azazel is latched onto her neck, drinking her blood.
"Oh, right! It’s just that I thought of something delicious," I say, going back to eating my grapes.
"Seriously, what was it?" she asks annoyingly.
"Hmm..."
"Evangeline, tell her using metaphors! That way you don’t lie or reveal the truth!" the other Evangeline speaks to me again, and I decide to do as she said.
"I was just thinking about how there are four tasty fruits I’d love to get a little piece of, but they’re still too green, so when they ripen I can. And also thinking about how my beloved collection of personal items got left behind when I came to this castle and—" Before I can finish, I feel a small hand pulling me.
I look down and see Eclipsya pulling me outside while Amiya and Azazel look on confused, not having noticed her until she entered the room. As soon as we’re out, she lets go of me and looks me in the eyes.
"Look at my older sister with lust again and I’ll gouge your eyes out," she threatens coldly, with an abnormal maturity for someone who should be considered young, and her threat genuinely sends a shiver down my spine.
"Let me guess, Azazel is yours," I say. When I say this, she takes a moment before nodding in agreement.
"I see, I see. It seems we’re similar in some ways... and the other two?" I ask with interest, but she shrugs as if it doesn’t matter.
"..."
"Don’t worry so much, little one. I’m more passive than I seem. It’s not like I want to chase after you all. I prefer playing this little game where I steal little worthless things from you for myself." It’s true. I’ve never been one to actively pursue the girls I’m interested in.
In fact, I don’t even understand where this desire comes from, but I feel they’re not the right girl. Their scent reminds me of something bigger, of something I’m searching for but can’t remember what it is. That’s why I seek things that carry their smell and "essence."
"You’re disgusting," she says with no filter, insulting me with a look that makes me seem repugnant in her eyes.
"I’d just say I have a bit of a fetish for your scent, not for you. Pandora’s scent is so comfortably chaotic."
"And yours is too. That’s why I can say I’m only interested in your scent rather than your underdeveloped little bodies. So then...?" She suddenly removes her own panties and throws them in my face with a look of utter disgust for me.
"Here, you depraved bitch. Now stay away from Azazel..." Her cold attitude and look of contempt make my legs go weak as I smell the scent of her used underwear.
She’s not giving it to me as a gift but as a punishment, as if saying she’s superior to me, and that I owe her obedience. If I want to keep things pleasant, I should stay quiet and be content with the "crumbs" she just tossed my way. But even these crumbs make me happy. I press the panties to my face, breathing in that sweet, chaotic scent that reminds me so much of Pandora.
"A-Ahh, this smell... yes... so chaotic and sweet, like Pandora." I inhale the scent, that oh-so-familiar scent. Even though I don’t know what it reminds me of, I love feeling close to this scent again.
"Although... a little weak..." Pandora’s scent is still better. Stronger. More chaotic. More destructive. Closer to the thing I yearn for so much. This girl’s scent is good, but it’s still not what I’m searching for. It just helps satiate the desire to find the scent I can’t remember.
"Thank you for this, little one. Don’t worry, I’ll stay away from your dear Azazel..." I say, storing her panties in my pocket with magic to preserve their original state so I can always smell her scent again and even taste its flavor.
"Great... be content with that and don’t even think about trying to touch Azazel’s underwear. Thieving hands should be cut off." She walks back into the room and starts talking to Azazel as if nothing happened and as if she weren’t, at that very moment, without her underwear.
"Hmmm, she resolved everything so coldly and peacefully..." Without a doubt, she has the perfect bearing of a princess, truly worthy of a daughter of the Demon King.
"Her scent reminds us of it too, don’t you agree?" the other Evangeline says, and I nod. It’s still not the scent we’re searching for, but it undoubtedly reminds us of what we seek.
"Yes... Anyway, I still don’t feel comfortable pursuing girls so small. I don’t like beings so young, and it feels wrong. So let’s just... save this for a better occasion. I still think Pandora’s underwear is much better than this. Perhaps when they grow up, their scent will become stronger."
"Besides, that little one over there seems quite dangerous. No doubt her threat wasn’t an empty one. She also understood our metaphor very quickly... Pandora’s daughters are so sweet, don’t you think?" I start talking with her as we head back to my room, leaving Amiya alone with the two of them.
"Yes... although I’d say the youngest daughter is the best. That shark girl called Aqua is the one with the strongest scent, the one that resembles Pandora the most..." When she says this, I think about that girl’s panties. What kind of scent will they have?
"Haaa... One day I’m going to get into serious trouble if one of them decides to finish me off and Pandora still isn’t here," I say with false lament, because I just can’t ignore the scent. So someday I will indeed steal their panties and other little items with their scents and tastes.
"From what I’ve heard, the average is 5 years until they all become adults... pretty fast." I say, approving of this. I can wait 5 years for their scent to become even stronger.