Will I End Up As a Hero or a Demon King (WN)

Chapter 138.2



Chapter 138.2



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Chapter 138.2 – Melting Feelings


After I’d wiped myself down and changed back into my room clothes, I went back to the usual spot where Riste was waiting.


There was a glass of wine on the low table, and it looked like she was enjoying her last view of Malta.


“Thanks for earlier. I was wondering what to do about the next hunting ground…”


I casually expressed my gratitude.


However, when I saw Riste turn to look at me in response to my words, I was left speechless.


“…..”


Of course, Riste herself must have known the reason.


And then, as if to show me, she stood up from where she was.


“…..”


“Was it weird…?”


“N-not at all… I mean, the makeup…?”


The figure of Riste in front of me now was different from what it had been a moment ago.


The dress was the same black, but it was much more revealing. It had bare shoulders and a see-through material for the middle part, from the chest to the stomach.


For some reason, Riste even wore makeup.


It wasn’t the kind of heavy makeup you sometimes see in Malta, where people wear a lot of makeup to stand out, but rather a modern, natural makeup that accentuated her features.


It made Riste’s face, which was already too well-proportioned, even more beautiful, and although it wasn’t showy makeup, it gave her an enchanting look.


“I thought I’d try some Earth makeup while I had the chance.”


“I see… How did you figure out how to do it so well?”


The shock was too great for me to praise her honestly, and my original communication disorder came out.


“I have to apologize to Loki-kun for that. When I was looking at Loki-kun’s hairstyle, I wanted to see how I would look with makeup on, so I took a look at Loki-kun’s memories.”


“Eh…?”


So that’s why.


When I had my hair cut, I felt like it turned out to be a very natural hairstyle, or at least one that wouldn’t look out of place, even in Japan.


There are all kinds of hairstyles in this world, but ordinary people who fall into the categories of ‘hunter’ or ‘commoner’ don’t seem to be that particular about their hairstyles.


It’s as if they think that as long as it doesn’t get in the way, it’s fine, and there were a lot of men with short, casual haircuts.


So my hair didn’t really look like the people in that world, and it had a slightly modern, stylish feel to it.


I thought it was because of Riste’s high technical skill…


I see, so she used my memories to reference a Japanese style.


It’s amazing that she could do that just from an image, but if you say she used my memories to make it modern, it makes sense.


And while she was at it, she even checked the finished image after the makeup was applied.


For me, who didn’t have much contact with women, the impression of beauty and femininity was strong in the women I went out with or entertained at night.


So this overly erotic atmosphere…


This is bad.


This is bad, this is bad, this is bad.


This is bad in two ways…


First of all, there’s this sight that comes into view.


Even though I’ve finally gotten used to it, when Riste adapts to the atmosphere and dresses in a way that would be appropriate here, I get nervous again.


It’s too good to look at directly.


And how much of my memories has she seen?


Did she see the memories of my time as a useless salesman, when I couldn’t get the results I wanted through my own efforts and was stuck in a dead end?


Or the time when I was always playing games, dressed sloppily?


Or even the memories of my time as a student, when all I had were bitter memories?


Ugh… all that is so uncool.


Memories that you don’t want anyone to see and that you want to keep hidden, especially because the person you have feelings for is the one who sees them.


If that person sees them…


Excitement, fear, agitation.


A mixture of emotions makes my breathing ragged.


My hands naturally press down on my heart.


“Loki-kun! Are you okay?”


“I-I’m sorry! I’m just feeling a lot of different emotions… U-um… if you don’t mind, I’d rather you didn’t look at my memories…”


“I-I’m sorry! I was trying to make you happy…”


“Yes, I can see that from your dress and your makeup. That’s why I’m not angry… by the way, did you look at anything else?”


“No. Peeking into someone’s memories is an act of pulling out what you want to know from their soul, so I looked at things like hairstyles and makeup, and also a little bit about the laws of the country where Loki-kun came from…”


“Huh? The laws?”


“…Yes. I also want to apologize for reading your thoughts, although I think you’ve probably noticed that already. I’m sorry.”


“Well, I’ve been used to having my mind read since the beginning, so I feel like I’ve gotten used to it. Anyway, if you have any questions, just ask me. I’ll tell you what I know.”


“I understand. From now on, I’ll do it that way unless there’s an emergency.”


To tell the truth, it was Riste who did this for me, but it’s also my problem for worrying unnecessarily and getting nervous about her changing appearance.


Riste had said many times that she had tried to find the memories of the merchants who visited the church.


This meant that it was a normal part of her everyday life.


Besides, Riste was the one in control, and I was the one being controlled.


It’s only natural that we have different ways of thinking and different standards of common sense.


“Oh, I’m sorry. I was trying to apply my common sense to God.”


“No, I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do. I want to do things that will make you happy.”


“…..”


Why is she going out of her way for me?


I felt like these feelings wanted to come out of my mouth as words, but I felt like I wouldn’t be able to take them back if I did.


So I swallowed my words without thinking.


And yet…


“I have… feelings for you, Loki-kun.


“――?!”


――Riste had said it.


The words I wanted to hear the most, but shouldn’t have.


“Ah… I-I…”


Not knowing how to answer, I was at a loss for words, but Riste came to me.


“Loki-kun. Do I make you happy now?”


I forced myself to look up and at Riste again.


“You’re so beautiful.”


I can’t think of anything else to say.


I can’t find the words to express it.


It’s just the feelings I’m conveying from the bottom of my heart.


“This is good. It was worth the effort.”


When I saw Riste smile as if a flower had bloomed at those words, I could only gasp.


In the silence, she took a step toward me.


My heart pounded so loudly it sounded like an alarm.


“Hah… hah…”


My breathing became erratic, my thoughts jumbled, and it seemed impossible to make any kind of normal decision.


When I came to my senses,


“Loki-kun. How can I make you happier?”


Riste stood in front of me.


When I involuntarily looked up, Riste was staring into my eyes.


Her appearance was so provocative that I…


“Ah… no…”


…Despite what I said, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking inappropriate things.


“(Damn it! Calm down, calm down, calm down! What will happen to Felin if I don’t do anything? What will happen to the other goddesses? What will happen between the goddesses?!)”


I think hard with my mind that it isn’t working, but I can’t come up with a clear answer.


I can already feel the thread of reason breaking, and I know I’m being driven by the impulse to give in to my desires.


*


“Eh? Wait… Riste? Eh?!”


In the midst of my confusion, my body suddenly floated in the air.


All I could see was Riste’s face and the ceiling moving.


I was confused by the situation of being held and carried without understanding what was happening, and then…


…I landed on a soft bed.


I realized that I had landed on my back on a soft bed.


I quickly sat up on the bed and saw Riste sneaking up on me.


The view from my loose chest almost made my head explode.


“W-wait a minute!”


“…..”


“W-why am I in this situation…”


“Because I want to do what Loki-kun wants.”


“Wait! It’s not wrong, but…”


It’s painful.


What am I doing? I am still fighting after letting Riste go so far.


I’ve clearly heard that she likes me, but I’m the one trying to find a way out of this situation without saying what I really think.


“(Ahh! I’m disgusted with myself!!)”


Without being able to think clearly, the words that came out of my mouth spontaneously were my true feelings.


“I’m sorry! I… I love the kind and beautiful Riste! But I also like Felin… and not only that, but I also like Feeril and Ria. They’re all cute and beautiful, and they make me feel happy. They’re kind and have wonderful, unexpected smiles. Ugh, I don’t know what’s going on anymore, but I like everyone who’s nice to me, even though I’m a complete outsider…”


I find myself crying, tears running down my cheeks as I realize how inadequate I am.


My heart is overflowing with a situation that I have never experienced in my life and that my small capacity cannot handle.


“That’s why I’m so happy. I’m really happy, but I can’t get carried away like that. If I do, I think it’ll be hard for me, for Riste, and for the other goddesses as well. I’m sorry… I’m really sorry…”


It’s my fault that Riste has to go through all this.


It’s because of my half-heartedness that things ended up like this.


When I was carried in earlier, I could see the look of concern on Riste’s face.


I can only apologize for wasting her courage on something that must have been very difficult for her.


“It’s okay.”


The smell of her perfume.


The softness of her touch.


I knew immediately that I was being held in her arms.


There is nothing more pathetic than a man crying and being comforted by a woman who has summoned all her courage.


“I know that Loki-kun has feelings for Felin. I also know that you have similar feelings for Feeril and Ria.”


“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry that I was so indecent…”


“That’s why I’m telling you it’s okay, right?”


“Fuee?”


“I’ve told everyone about this, and we’ve all come to the conclusion that we’ll share Loki-kun together.”


“…Fua?”


“I told you, I don’t want to do anything that makes Loki-kun feel uneasy or uncomfortable. I want to create a way that Loki-kun wants.”


“…Fuoo?”


This is hopeless…


The mysterious information is being poured into my already flat little cup like a bucket of water being tipped over.


I don’t understand what it means, and I haven’t even been able to give a proper answer since before.


“The reason Loki-kun feels guilty towards Felin and everyone else and worries about our relationship is because of the Japanese law of monogamy you lived under. But this isn’t Japan, you know? In this country, both polygamy and polyandry are recognized as long as you have the ability to support them.”


“Ah…”


Riste’s words finally sank in.


“D-does that mean that nobles have many wives or something like that?”


“Well, to give you an example, yes. But that has nothing to do with status, you know? If you have the ability and power to support them, you support them. It’s a natural thing for living things, isn’t it?”


“E-Even if that’s the case… is that okay with you, Riste and Felin?”


“Of course. After all, Loki-kun is the only one who understands our existence and treats us with kindness. Even if there were other options, I would still choose Loki-kun.”


I can’t see Riste’s face because of the increasing strength of the hug.


But I can tell that she’s embarrassed by the sound of my heart beating.


I see. I know what kind of people the goddesses are, that they send their split bodies down to the lower world, and the reason for it.


The only people in this world who know this are the goddesses themselves.


“(…I guess I don’t have to worry about it that much, right?)”


Even if I were accepted, it wouldn’t mean that I could do whatever I wanted. I wouldn’t, and I couldn’t.


I’m aware that I don’t have that kind of bold personality.


But if everyone accepts that I have different good intentions for them…


Just thinking about it naturally made me feel comfortable.


At the same time, my heart jumped again at the current situation I was in.


“Everyone is looking forward to the day when you will settle down and build a house, right? Our reasons are different―whether it’s because you want to see them, love them, just want to play with you, or want to test your strength―but are you still worried about it?”


When I heard that, I couldn’t help but laugh.


I could somehow imagine that Ria wanted to go out and play and that Rigar-sama wanted to check my strength.


“No, I’m fine now. It’s like a weight has been lifted from my heart, and I feel so much lighter. Thank you very much, Riste.”


“I’m glad to hear that. Then I’ll ask you again.”


Riste’s heartbeat accelerates even more.


My heart is beating faster, almost like it’s going to explode.


“Loki-kun. How can I make you happier?”


With these words, I decided to be as honest as possible.


“I want you, Riste. So… I want you to accept this feeling.”


“You finally became honest.”


The hand holding me loosened, and Riste’s elegant face came down with her fine, silvery hair.


It was the first kiss I had ever had in this world.


And that day, Riste’s split body did not disappear.


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