Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 632 - 322: There Are Always Obstacles on the Road to Becoming a Diligent Demon Lord (Part 2)

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Chapter 632: Chapter 322: There Are Always Obstacles on the Road to Becoming a Diligent Demon Lord (Part 2)

This scene inexplicably feels a bit lonely and desolate.

In the end, Shami slowly walked over.

"Bone Frame, transform into a pink-haired girl’s appearance."

"Eh?"

"Hurry up!"

"...Oh."

Bone Frame was shrouded in a soft white light, and soon the whole body became full and shapely.

After the light vanished, a pink-haired girl in a maid outfit appeared before Shami. Since the maid outfit was tailored to Bone Frame’s previous form, it was extremely tight and unsuitable in many places after transforming into a girl.

The stockings tied on her thighs were unusually tight at the top, firmly binding the middle of the girl’s thighs, and the delicate thigh flesh was pinched out by the stocking edges.

The pink-haired girl quickly adjusted the tops of her stockings. Just as her waist rose, Shami had already pulled her into his embrace and, after enveloping her in his arms, he moved his hands from her waist up to finally cup her cheeks, then lowered his head to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Shami looked into her beautiful sakura-colored eyes.

"You absolutely cannot tell Lureya."

Shami gave a warning and then left the rooftop.

The pink-haired girl stood dazed on the rooftop for a long time before she reacted.

She was about to lament the many inconveniences of this girl form, but now she’d fallen into an indescribable state.

The warmth of Shami’s lips remained on her forehead, her cheeks flushed hot as though with a fever, her body—enveloped by Shami—raised its temperature; she felt her blood accelerating, heart thumping chaotically as though it might leap from her slightly lacking chest.

"What is this... this feeling that’s so addictive... Clearly, a skeleton is the ultimate form of human evolution... Why does humanity suddenly seem so appealing..."

In skeleton form, it’s impossible to experience the physical pleasures from the lively touch of human flesh nor the mental satisfaction from rising hormones.

"Though I’m a staunch Skeleton Party member, transforming this way in special occasions seems not bad..."

The pink-haired girl held her cheeks, seemingly savoring Shami’s kiss, her sakura-colored gemstone eyes gradually turning into heart shapes.

"Using this body to love Ai with Shami... must feel quite exhilarating..."

Within the pink-haired girl’s body, the Blood of Succubus flowed faster.

Night sky. Ghosts flew.

"Over here, over here! Shami!"

Outside Demon King Castle, Shami walked past the hordes of demons already seated on picnic blankets on the grassland, eating and waiting for the fireworks festival, arriving in front of a small hill to see four Demon Envoys.

Four girls sat atop the hill, on a large checkered picnic blanket, with all kinds of snacks laid out on it.

Shami walked over.

"Chose a good spot, I see."

"Reserved just for us!"

The Elf Maiden beckoned for Shami to sit down.

Shami took off his shoes, stepped onto the blanket; the four girls’ feet wrapped in stockings made space for him, and he sat down in the middle of them.

He glanced around.

"Mmm~!"

"Lord Shami, I can’t take it anymore! Whichever lady, let’s start some interactions!"

"Good evening~"

"Aowuwuwu~"

"o.O"

The Jelly begging for a touch from the beautiful girls, the pink light flaring from the bodies of the four girls and Shami, the Fishman Aowu who had excavated a small water hole in the grassland, Ghost Stacy floating in mid-air, and the Rolling Stone Spirit taking up a vast area by himself...

Those creatures that joined the demon race because of Shami all waved to him from around.

"So everyone is here."

Shami sighed.

"The fireworks festival is about to start!"

As a single firework shot from Demon King Castle into the night sky, it bloomed in the heavens. The fireworks festival begun.

Countless fireworks blossomed over Demon King Castle, the night sky like multiple brilliant paintings, glowing brightly, illuminating the entire canopy comparable to the Milky Way.

"Truly beautiful."

The Dragon Race Maiden slightly parted her lips.

"Actually, it’s similar to the effect of casting a few Fireball Techniques."

The Magical Girl watched the fireworks.

"Saili, don’t say such spoiler things."

The Elf Maiden was also watching the fireworks.

"It’s my first time watching fireworks with Shami."

The Heroic Maiden held her hands emotionally over her heart.

Their eyes reflected the light of the fireworks.

Amidst the sound of fireworks exploding, burning, and demonic creatures cheering, Shami suddenly felt like the entire world stopped at that moment, as if time ceased moving. He looked at the girls beside him admiring the fireworks, and then glanced at the familiar faces around.

In that instant, Shami suddenly felt the weight of being a Demon King.

The initial intent of a leader had never been about power, but an immense responsibility.

In the heart of countless demons and the four Demon Envoys, in front of Demon King Castle, on the central grassland of the Demon Realm, Shami realized that at this moment, he had become the protector of everyone present.

The fireworks’ gleam flickered in Shami’s eyes, and he lost the mood to watch them.

The fireworks festival concluded.

Christmas was also drawing to an end.

The demons gradually returned to their tribes. Everything seemed ready to return to tranquility, but the economic activities among the creatures, clan interactions, and interspecies camaraderie sparked by this celebration would flourish in the Demon Realm.

——

Demon King Castle.

Shami was in the bathroom, bathing. Hot water streamed over his skin, pouring over his entire body from head to toe.

Shami quietly stood under the warm cascade, his eyes aimlessly gazing ahead.