I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

Side Story 3. Diego (IF)

[Four junctions will be created under the authority of the God of Destiny.]

[1. Reihausd route]

[2. Kyle route]

[3. Diego route] ◀

[4. ALT route]

[All junctions start from the point where the God of Destiny newly established each junction.]

[Each junction is an event of an independent dimension and doesn’t affect the current or other junction.]

There was a knock and the door opened.

“Demon kiiing~.”

Diego, who was looking at documents in his office with his eyebrows furrowed, stiffened at Ariel’s appearance.

“I… came because I wanted to see you. Demon King.”

Ariel, with excessive cuteness, put her hands on her cheeks and made a cute expression.

Diego’s gaze didn’t leave her for a long time.

“Phew…”

Diego let out a sigh and held out his hand, and the magic whip that came out of his hand wrapped around Ariel’s body and levitated her in the air.

The sight of Ariel with her body tied to Magi’s whip looked quite dangerous.

Diego said, as if he was gritting his teeth, looking at her with her cheeks flushed.

“Kill it.”

As his bloodlust voice flowed in, Ariel, who made an,

, sound, turned into a beautiful young man with purple hair.

“Cero gets scared when you say such scary things.”

“I told you not to change and act cute like that. Cerberus. I really want to kill you.”

Diego growled and withdrew his whip, and Cero was thrown against the wall.

“It’s too much. I had a hard time pretending to be the Demon King while you were down in the human world. Please allow this level of cuteness.”

“Thanks to you, the rumor spread throughout the Demon Realm that the greatest pervert Demon King of all time was born.”

“Still, it’s better than the saintly Demon King who has been living an ascetic life for 792 years. That’s so insulting.”

“Don’t fuss. It’s 791 years.”

Diego’s eyes widened as he pointed out Cero’s incorrect information.

“Anyway, if you show up like that just once again, I’ll break your spine in half.”

Even though he knew it wasn’t Ariel, why does he become convinced just by looking at her face?

“Tch. I’m sad, but I understand. However, Demon King, the results of the investigation entrusted to the Demon King Castle Research Department have come out. I found it quite interesting, so I brought it here.”

Cero raised his hand and dark light scattered from his hand, forming a square plate. He saw an ancient language written in squiggly letters.

Diego furrowed his eyebrows in concentration.

Cero then began to explain as if giving a presentation.

“Leto’s prophecy clearly had power until Leto disappeared. In fact, even before Camilla, the person involved in the prophecy, disappeared.”

Diego had ordered the Demon King’s Castle’s research department to conduct research on the remaining effects of the prophecy.

“It’s true that as Sir Diego predicted, the prophecy went wrong and Ariel took the place of Camilla’s fate. So the causality was applied to Ariel instead of Camilla, who was supposed to be loved.”

“Then, since I’m also the axis of prophecy, I’m also influenced by it.”

“That is… As I said, after Camilla disappeared, things like prophetic powers and causality completely disappeared. So, Miss Ariel being loved before that may have been due to Leto’s prophecy to some extent… Even after that, seeing you not being able to sleep like this and poking your thighs every night, it’s clearly true love…”

“Shut up.”

Diego threw the gold ball, which had been placed as a decoration, at Cero.

Cero, who narrowly avoided it, took a step back with his cheeks turning red.

“She’ll fall in love if she sees this powerful look of yours, not just your neat look.”

Cero covered his face with his hands, but when he saw Diego condensing black energy in his hands, he quickly retreated towards the door.

“Fighting, Demon King.”

Diego’s eyebrows continued to harden as he looked at the door where Cero, who had been talking all the time, had left.

“If he weren’t a level 1 familiar, I would have thrown him into Swool (the absolute prison of the Demon King’s castle).”

It was his familiar who became increasingly arrogant.

But what made Diego’s head pound even more was what Cero said.

Yesterday, he couldn’t bear it anymore and ended up peeking into her daily life through bats.

He knew she had bought a building near a downtown area, yet he didn’t know she would rent it out to a magic artifact dealer.

He saw her through the eyes of a bat, wearing black clothes and smiling brightly.

In the temple, black magic was the axis of evil, and in fact, they were wary of ordinary magic. This is because the holy power and its nature were very different.

Yet Ariel, the representative, wasn’t like that.

Diego couldn’t forget the first time he met her.

How could one guess?

That while wearing a holy relic that hides her presence, she will deceive Diego himself, the owner of a black magic business.

In addition, in prison, she wore a red dress and wielded a whip, then when she was kidnapped by the believers of Raid, she chanted a huge spell to summon Raid…

What is clear is that there will never be a saintess like this in history.

Diego frowned and thought.

Diego’s eyes turned cold at the unpleasant face that suddenly appeared at that moment.

It shone. It was because a man with an unwelcome pillar of light came to mind.

“Cero.”

Diego, who was frowning for a moment, called Cero, then he opened the door and came in.

“You called…”

“Follow Cass Lloyd.”

“Yes?”

When he thinks about it, there are all kinds of people he doesn’t like, yet Cass was especially so.

“Keep him busy. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad. Make sure he doesn’t have time to cling to Ariel.”

A smile formed on Cero’s lips after hearing Diego’s words.

“As expected, you realized your feelings….”

“Shut up and go.”

“Yes, Demon King.”

Eventually, when Cero disappeared, Diego leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

The undelivered handcuffs were still left in the Deviamon guild.

He closed his eyes for a long time, then lifted his eyelids a moment later. The purple eyes, with their emotions in order, were shining brightly.

***

I’ve been having a really boring time these days.

I thought about opening my own store in the building, but I didn’t think there was any need to rush, so I rented it to an artifact merchant.

It’s the best place to eat and have fun because maintaining dignity cost and monthly rent are also paid.

“Daisy. Get ready.”

After shaking around, I called Daisy, and she put a red-toned dress on me.

“As expected, red suits you best.”

“Does it?”

I looked at myself in the mirror.

With blonde hair pulled up, white skin, blue eyes, and a red dress, I look gorgeous and strong.

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, sends infinite star ratings to your attire.]

If I even use a whip here…

I shook my head and left the temple with Daisy in the carriage.

The downtown area was crowded on the weekend, and no one thought I was a saintess dressed like this, unlike my simple appearance at the temple.

Daisy wore a beige dress, looking like a lively girl.

We ate a piece of cake each at a cake shop and watched a bard perform in front of the fountain. I remembered spending time walking around with my friends when I was in Korea.

“Woohoo, hello, ladies.”

As we left the accessories store after purchasing friendship bracelets, an unfamiliar voice spoke to us.

I knew something like this would happen, and as if I had been waiting for it, I was about to gather strength in my hands when I saw a familiar face.

“…Baron Vester?”

He had slightly curly silver hair, deep purple eyes, a magician’s cloak, and aristocratic attire, and was looking at me with his arms crossed.

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, is about to raise the corners of his lips but clears his throat when he looks at the other Gods.]

[All the Gods are admiring you with a solemn posture, mindful of the deprivation of divinity.]

And next to him was a man whom I think just talked to me. There was a man with purple hair who looked a little shorter and younger than Diego.