Episode 12: The Jobber Jailer Goes Wild with His Hobbies
I won the duel against Lacia.
This could be called a historic achievement for a low-tier Demonkin.
My fighting style, relying heavily on weapons and tools, isn’t very popular among Demonkin, but a win is a win.
Conversely, the loser is in a miserable state.
The fans who had been supporting Lacia all turned on her at once.
Honestly, I was pissed at Lacia for wasting food… but seeing the Demonkin in the audience so easily abandon and mock her made me feel sick to my stomach.
And Lucifiel was no exception.
Lacia and I were in the great hall where Lucifiel greets her heroines, paying her a visit.
“To think you would lose,” she said.
“I-I’m terribly sorry, Lucifiel-sama!!”
Lacia prostrated herself before Lucifiel.
Lucifiel, on the other hand, seemed uninterested in Lacia, munching on potato chips.
With just one defeat, a Demonkin loses everything.
Lacia lost her fans and Lucifiel’s interest after losing to me.
Lucifiel looked at me and smiled.
“However, it was splendid!! As expected of Lugas!! Since you defeated Lacia, I shall make you my close aide!!”
“W-What, Lucifiel-sama!?”
“What is it, Lacia? It’s only natural that the stronger one becomes a leader in the Demon Lord Army, is it not?”
“B-But I was only doing it for you, my lady—”
“How presumptuous. When did I ever ask you to do such a thing?”
“U-Ugh, how did this happen…?”
Lucifiel said it so nonchalantly.
Lacia glared at me resentfully, tears welling up in her eyes.
I was starting to feel sorry for her.
“No, I’m not going to be a leader in the Demon Lord Army.”
““Huh?””
I refused Lucifiel’s offer to become a leader in the Demon Lord Army with a smile.
Lucifiel blinked.
Lacia also seemed not to understand what I was saying, and was dumbfounded.
“Why!? You have the right to be one, having defeated Lacia!?”
“No, it’s just too much for me. Besides, leaders go to the front lines, right? No way, no way. I’d definitely die. And also, Demon Lord-sama.”
“What is it?”
“I told you before, right? If you lose, Demon Lord-sama, you’ll have no allies.”
“So what?”
…She still doesn’t get it?
“Lacia-sama’s current position could be yours in the future, you know?”
“Hmm.”
“You shouldn’t do things to others that you wouldn’t want done to yourself, things that make you sad. Instead, you should think about what you would want and what would make you happy and act accordingly.”
“Hmm, hmmm…”
Lucifiel frowned.
Then, she looked at Lacia, who was crying, and seemed to realize something.
“…Indeed, it does seem painful to lose all your allies.”
“L-Lucifiel-sama?”
“Well, alright. Your consideration is completely unnecessary, but it’s true that you were acting for my sake. I will allow you to remain as my close aide, Lacia.”
As soon as she heard those words, Lacia’s teary eyes turned into a bright expression, as if she had never been crying.
Lucifiel, on the other hand, said those words but groaned as if troubled.
“However, this is troubling. If I leave Lacia, who lost, in her position as a leader, it won’t look good to the others. Ah, I know! How about making Lugas a High-tier Demonkin—”
“I refuse that too.”
“Why!?”
“If a low-tier Demonkin like me suddenly becomes a High-tier Demonkin, I’ll be a perfect target for Mid-tier and Low-tier Demonkin aiming for a coup.”
“Hmm, hmmm, but then it won’t look good… Oh, I know!! How about making Lacia your slave?”
“Huh?”
“W-What, Lucifiel-sama…?”
Both Lacia and I were confused by Lucifiel’s sudden proposal.
“S-Slave, you mean Lacia-sama?”
“Yes. When my mother was still the Demon Lord, she would defeat those who challenged her to a duel and keep them as slaves.”
Marisela-sama?
She certainly has a strong personality, but she seems gentle and kind… Was it true that she used to be a real terror back in the day?
No, but I have some resistance to the idea of slavery.
I want to refuse somehow, but I don’t have any other compromise to offer.
In the end, Lacia became my slave.
“Mufufufu, with Lacia, Lugas’s hunting efficiency will improve. If that happens, I can eat more of Lugas’s cooking. As expected of me!! A perfect plan!!”
“So, it’s just your gluttony.”
Well, whatever.
I just wanted to make Lacia promise not to waste food, and it’s not like it’s a problem for me.
But that’s that, and this is this.
Now that she’s my slave, I’ll give her all sorts of orders.
Kukukuku.
“W-What is this outfit!!”
“What do you mean? It’s just a maid outfit.”
I made Lacia wear a maid outfit.
It’s a slightly revealing maid outfit with a short skirt.
Well, Lacia’s usual outfit is just strings, so…
There’s more fabric, so Lacia shouldn’t be too embarrassed.
That’s what I thought…
“Ugh, I-I’m embarrassed, for me, a High-tier Demonkin and a leader in the Demon Lord Army, to be subjected to such humiliation…”
Lacia was fidgeting, bothered by the shortness of the skirt.
As expected of a character from a gentleman’s game. Her blushing face is erotic.
“…”
“H-Hey, what are you looking at!?”
“No, I just thought it was kind of nice.”
At first, I thought she was just a shitty twintail who wasted other people’s cooking, but her embarrassed appearance is quite cute.
Huh? Why a maid outfit, you ask?
…Don’t make me say it, it’s embarrassing. There’s only one reason.
It’s just a hobby. It’s fine, a slave maid.
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Afterword
A trivial side story
Author: “A slave maid, huh? You have good taste.”
Lugas: “I don’t want to hear that from you.”
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