Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 607 - 311: Stomping Grapes, the Most Fragrant Episode

Chapter 607: Chapter 311: Stomping Grapes, the Most Fragrant Episode

After all, the chance to have the Demon King wash your feet is extremely rare.

In the end, the four girls took turns putting their little feet in Shami’s hands.

The first was the Magical Girl.

Shami carefully washed the Magical Girl’s fair little feet, adorned with rose-colored nail polish on her toes, using the cool water. The water was a bit cold, causing the Magical Girl to pull back her feet, but she quickly extended them again.

The Magical Girl saw through Shami’s thoughts long ago.

No wonder the Demon King is a foot enthusiast, trying in every way possible to get close to the beautiful girls’ feet.

"This nail polish is harmless to the body, right? I don’t want to be poisoned."

"You could try tasting it."

The Magical Girl, quite teasingly, lifted her little foot up, placing it near Shami’s nose. Her feet were elegantly long like bamboo shoots, and the crystal-clear water droplets dripped down her arches.

Shami looked at the three girls, chatting as they admired the vineyard, and hurriedly set the Magical Girl’s foot aside.

Don’t do something that could lead to a love-struck showdown! What if he ended up tasting the others’ feet too, one by one? He’s not that perverted!

"Inspection complete. You can go stomp grapes now."

Shami slipped a pair of clean wooden sandals onto the Magical Girl’s feet and urged her to leave.

Noticing the faint blush on Shami’s ears, the Magical Girl stood up with a look of triumph.

What are you pretending to be all serious for, Shami.

We’ve already played that game of [drinking with the Magical Girls’ legs and feet].

You’ve seen me leaking, and I’ve seen you using feet to drink; we all have the potential to be freaks.

The Magical Girl gave Shami a look of complete assurance.

Don’t let her fool you into making peace signs and sticking out your tongue, Demon King~

Deciding to play with the Demon King properly on Christmas, the Magical Girl let him off for now and walked into the big barrel alone.

"Next up."

The second was the white-haired Lina.

Shami skillfully held Lina’s delicate little feet, washing and kneading from top to bottom, from ankle to toe crevices. The white-haired girl supported herself with both hands on either side of her body, her eyes closed in enjoyment.

"All done."

With Lina’s already clean feet now even cleaner, Shami signaled she could go stomp grapes.

Lina slowly opened her eyes, showing no signs of retraction, and glanced at Lureya and Elze, who were sampling grapes under the vineyard and paying no attention to the situation here. She then leaned forward slightly.

"Are they really clean? I still feel they’re dirty."

"Have a little more confidence in your feet!"

"Why don’t you put them to your nose and smell them, Shami."

Lina looked at Shami earnestly.

Shami shook his head. Even as the Demon King, he wouldn’t dare play with such a thing in public; if discovered, it would be hard to explain.

"Oh no~ I’ve come down with a case where unless Shami sniffs them, I just can’t move~"

Lina lifted her head up, refusing to leave in a daze.

"..."

It turned out that, compared to the Magical Girl’s straightforward approach, the Demon King couldn’t resist this soft and cuddly act.

Looking at the two adorable, bashful little feet before him, Shami went ahead and did it.

"Satisfied now?"

"I bet Shami wants to drink the wine we’re stomping, right? I’ve seen through you, I’ll add a special liquid to make it taste even better for you."

With a blush on her little face, Lina whispered in Shami’s ear and then ran off wearing the wooden sandals.

"? Don’t add any weird and inedible things in there, hey!"

The third. The Dragon Race Maiden.

"Do you also need to wash my tail? I feel like I could use it to smash the grapes too."

"Of course, you can."

Taking one look at the Dragon Race Maiden’s plump, majestic tail, Shami immediately agreed.

Once a novelty, twice no surprise, thrice a smooth routine.

Though the three girls’ feet had some differences, each pair was like an artwork.

The purple-haired girl’s feet also had nail polish, with violet nail polish adding a touch of sexy allure to her delicate petite feet.

"All done."

Shami had completed his task, feeling that he had absorbed enough foot energy for one day.

The Dragon Race Maiden quietly glanced at the Elf Maiden still sneaking grapes, then looked at Shami with a sly smile. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Shami, I saw what you did just now. You wouldn’t want me to tell Lureya about the little incident with Lina’s feet, right?"

The Dragon Race Maiden suddenly showed her domineering side.

"Ah? It was just smelling, not eating."

Shami frowned. He kept saying not to play such things in public; he knew he’d be caught.

"What do you want?"

He carefully looked towards the purple-haired girl.

"... Try some of mine, too."

The purple-haired girl swallowed and said quietly.

"As the Demon King, you can’t just favor one Demon Envoy."

"What kind of bizarre sense of competition is this? You’re already skirting the edge of being a pervert!"

"I’ll give you two choices, Shami. It’s either the tail or here."

The Dragon Race Maiden thoughtfully offered two options, slightly raising her small foot, while her tail swayed in front of Shami.

Shami was silent for a moment.

"I choose the tail."

"Why the tail? Shami, you clearly like it here more!"

The purple-haired girl shouted, and Shami immediately covered her mouth.

"Alright, alright, don’t shout."

[Weird Foot-Cleaning Time]

After washing again with clean water, the Dragon Race Maiden put on her wooden clogs and ran off happily.

"Shami, I’ll stomp the grapes with heart!"

Shami pondered, lowering her head without speaking, reflecting inwardly.

He had clearly promised not to eat anything that wasn’t food today. Why did he lose control in just an hour? The Demon King’s self-control is too poor. No, it’s that there are too many external temptations. The Demon King is always living in an environment full of temptation, just like a good student surrounded by four delinquent school girls with bad intentions, who would surely lead him astray.

The fact that he can occasionally resist temptation is already quite impressive.

Reflection over.

Realizing it wasn’t his problem, Shami perked up again.

"Last one! Lureya!"

"Here I come!"

The Elf Maiden ran over with a skip, sat on a small wooden stool, placed her hands by her side, and stretched two slender legs in over-knee white socks in front of Shami.

"Can I stomp the grapes while wearing stockings? I’ll give you the stockings as a gift once I’m done."

The Elf Maiden tilted her head curiously and asked Shami, receiving a negative response.

"No. I also don’t need such a gift."

Shami replied while pulling down the flat-haired blonde’s stockings, holding the white, jade-like delicate feet with both hands, he started cleaning them.

"Shami, how do you think my feet compare to Lina, Saili, and Elze’s?"

The Elf Maiden’s small foot restlessly wobbled in Shami’s hand, requiring Shami to focus to catch the slippery, delicate porcelain.

Although all four Demon Envoys’ small feet are flawless works of art, if he were to rank them, Shami would slightly favor the flat-haired blonde’s feet, placing them above the other three girls.

Perhaps due to being of the Elf Race, the flat-haired blonde’s feet were whiter and smoother, like creamy ivory, even emitting a faint floral scent.

"Yours."

Shami said truthfully.

The Elf Maiden, with her hands braced beside her, giggled joyfully, then suddenly trembled all over.

"Hey! Why did you suddenly lick it?!"

Having dealt with three Demon Envoys, the Demon King wore an expression of indifference.

"This is a poison-testing phase, okay? It’s safe, you can go make wine now."

After fitting the flat-haired blonde in wooden clogs, the Elf Maiden also trotted over to the grape-stomping area, took off her clogs, then flew directly into the big wooden bucket, where she joined the other three girls in stomping grapes with laughter.

Judging by the four people’s blissful expressions, it seems to be a pretty good way to relieve stress.

Shami raised his head to watch this scene and found it amusing.

Truly, wine is a great human invention. Not only can you see the beautiful scene of the girls stomping grapes, but you can also drink special grape wine infused with the essence of beautiful maidens.

Shami lovingly gazed at the four girls.

Soon, the Elf Maiden bent over, bringing down a cup of incredibly fresh grape juice.

"Shami, want to try it?"

"Would I drink this kind of thing?"

Shami sneered slightly, taking hold of it.

It was a cup of grape wine that left an unforgettable aftertaste.

Soon, the four girls were tired from stomping, and left the barrels, their small feet stained with bright purple juice.

The barrels for wine-making varied in size.

Since there’s already a mixed flavor grape wine, it definitely needs to have some with individual flavors too.

Shami promptly called the four girls over, fetched four small grape-filled barrels, and firmly squeezed them.

"Why do you want to make separate-stomped grape wine? That big barrel is enough, isn’t it?"

"Demons’ business is none of your concern, just hurry and put your feet in."

Shami said domineeringly.