"Hey hey, who's that cool silver-haired lady with crimson eyes, playing with the hair of the poor pink-haired loli in her arms? The little one's eating so carefully."
"Her? She's the top fighter of the Western Demons' army, the Fourth True Ancestor of vampires—Evelyn."
"And who's that black-haired beauty teasing the pink-haired loli, dangling a tiny cake right in front of her but deliberately keeping it out of reach?"
"Her? She's also from the Western Demons, the high priestess of the Demon Lord's forces—a fearsome Succubus who's harvested countless strong souls—Carol Fonna."
"What about the Demon Lord? Doesn't she rein in her subordinates? This poor pink-haired loli's being bullied so badly by them."
"You mean Great Demon King Sibyl? She's having a meal."
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I hadn't expected Evelyn to skip the fancy restaurant I imagined and drag me straight back to my tiny room instead.
Hmph, this house arrest is thorough.
Pushing the door open, I found Carol already waiting with a lavish breakfast—despite Evelyn claiming she was "busy."
Wait, what about Carol having urgent matters? And what about Evelyn serving me all day today???
Feeling tricked, I didn't know and didn't dare ask. I just followed Evelyn like a doll to Carol.
"Great Demon King Sibyl, we meet again. Did you miss me?"
I nodded instinctively. After time with Evelyn, I realized Carol felt more comfortable—even if she had... unspeakable hobbies. That's just my unreliable nature.
Evelyn stood behind me, so I missed how the silver-haired vampire slightly furrowed her brows at my nod.
Carol smiled warmly, her emerald eyes sparkling behind rectangular glasses:
"Ah, Sibyl in this outfit is adorable! Evelyn, I told you Great Demon King would suit it perfectly."
"Hehe~ Carol, Carol, your collection is prettier than I expected. Tried it on those... before?" Evelyn's tone stayed casual, but her smile tightened.
"Mmm, let's not mention 'that' before Great Demon King," Carol replied, her voice cooling.
"Ara ara, relax—I've kept it secret so far~" Evelyn waved a hand.
"Good. Great Demon King, you must be starving. I prepared your favorite little cakes. Come, let me serve you." Carol crouched to lift me, but Evelyn blocked her hand.
Carol stood, puzzled. "Hm? Lady Evelyn, what are you doing?"
Evelyn kept smiling, but her voice turned icy: "Per our agreement, I care for Great Demon King today. Did you forget, Carol?"
Carol stared her down, blunt: "Oh dear, my memory's fuzzy. Who begged me earlier to prepare this meal for Great Demon King?"
So Evelyn ordered the breakfast? Yet she threatened to cancel mine. What confusing Demon Kin behavior.
But seeing Evelyn's flushed, angry face, I swallowed my sarcasm. Stepping on that landmine now would be disastrous.
If the vampire really arranged this... is she actually kind beneath the aloofness? Almost... tsundere?
I shook my head. Right now, two High Rank Demons were fiercely arguing over something absurd.
"S-so what? Serving Great Demon King is every Demon Kin's duty. You've done your part, Carol—leave the food and go." Evelyn sounded unusually flustered but firm.
"Lady Evelyn, you called it our shared duty. Why can't I serve her meal? Let Lord Sibyl decide." Carol crouched again, meeting my eyes seriously: "Omnipotent Great Demon King Sibyl, may I serve your breakfast?"
Both women's gazes snapped to me—sharp enough to devour me alive.
I shivered. The spectator had become the undeniable protagonist.
Hey hey hey, this feels off. A trick question! A definite trick question! Why must I answer this devilish choice where any option backfires?!
What are Carol and Evelyn even fighting over? Just who gets to serve my meal? Are they battling for my caretaking rights??
No way! Is this the legendary harem showdown?!
Wait—are you serious? This is too fast! I've known you both one day!
And I'm just a loli Demon Lord! Is fighting this hard over caretaking rights really worth it?!
Sigh. As expected, I still can't grasp this confusing behavior...
