Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 714 - 364: Go On, Express Your Feelings

A week has leisurely passed.

Morning.

The Demon King’s bedroom.

Shami stood in front of the elegantly decorated wall, staring at the self-regulated calendar on the wall labeled [DAY0] and plunged into a deep thought questioning her life.

What went wrong here.

Why is time permanently stuck on DAY0?

So many days have passed, how is it still DAY0?!

Soft, big, white clouds gently pressed against the shoulder blades like ripples on a lake. Shami’s body slightly trembled.

Purple hair gently fell, flowing down the Demon King’s unadorned shoulders, as Elze’s lips softly kissed Shami’s ear, and her slender, fair hands circled Shami’s neck from behind, pulling her into a close embrace.

"Good morning... Shami..."

Sunlight poured in through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, landing on the bare calves of the Dragon Race Maiden.

Within the beam of light, the maiden’s naked feet were small and exquisite, with toes painted in purple nail polish, appearing round yet graceful.

"Morning."

Shami vaguely recalled why it was still DAY0.

This whole week she only cared about rushing into a frenzy.

"I like you, Shami."

Elze softly whispered into Shami’s ear, the gentle breeze from her crystalline lips making Shami feel a tingly, numbing sensation all over.

No matter how many times she heard the murmurs of the Dragon Race Maiden in the morning, Shami felt incredibly happy.

Ah, even if she died today, her bones would still feel warm.

Shami’s lips curled upward.

The Dragon Race Maiden showed slight discontent and nibbled Shami’s ear.

"Shami, where’s the response."

"Do I have to say it too?"

"I’ve been the one saying I like you all week, haven’t I? Ever since you mentioned it once in the labyrinth, you never said it again, did you? Now that I think about it, I’m not sure if you were confessing back then."

She snuggled even closer.

"I usually don’t say such cheesy things."

"Though the first time felt so cheesy, every time after that feels nothing, you just get used to it."

Elze couldn’t quite understand, then she was surprised and looked at Shami.

"Could it be that Shami, you never said such things to Lureya or Lina either?"

Shami shook her head.

"Who wakes up every morning to say ’I like you’ to someone else."

"Those who like each other!"

"Hmph, I think only idiots do stuff like that."

The Dragon Race Maiden’s tail bounced up and poked Shami’s forehead.

"That’s not something an idiot does. It’s a way to relieve inner emotions. Think about it, if you pile up emotions inside without telling anyone, even positive emotions can spoil from too much accumulation and make you feel dull. Sharing your true inner thoughts with the other, whether it’s happiness or worry, it makes you better."

That makes sense.

"Confessing to the person you like every morning is the best way to relieve stress and a declaration of ownership, a heartfelt invitation hoping for a response."

As someone with experience, Elze is well aware of this.

The maiden embraced Shami, brought her face close to Shami’s, and poked her with fingers as slender as spring onions.

"Who knew Shami was someone who doesn’t understand expressing love, how did you ever win over Lureya and Lina."

"They just gave themselves to me."

The Dragon Race Maiden was rather speechless, but thinking about it, it fits Lureya and Lina’s personalities.

If she had known earlier, she would have given herself too.

"So is Shami still planning to keep quiet? The maiden who likes you says she likes you every morning when she wakes up, and you just stay silent like a log?"

Her beautiful eyes cast a sideways glance at Shami’s eyes.

Her thin cherry pink lips slightly parted, and a bell-like sound of the breeze rang.

"I like you, Shami."

"...I like you too, Elze." Shami said, slightly stiffly.

Under the influence of Confucian culture, Eastern people have never been good at expressing emotions since ancient times, so it’s difficult for him to change immediately.

The Dragon Race Maiden beamed with joy, her small face blooming like a petal, and her dragon tail tightly embraced Shami’s body, whose old face blushed a little.

"That’s so much better!"

"Eh, eh, eh, eh~ what’s going on? I just asked you to say you like me, why are you suddenly drawing your sword!"

"This is the Demon King’s morning disguise, just like how a panda stands on two legs to look bigger to scare its enemies, this is one of the Demon King’s methods to intimidate enemies."

The Dragon Race Maiden held Shami tightly, her eyes showing a knowing look.

"No, it’s just the king’s move."

"You asked knowing!"

"Then let me help you solve it." The Dragon Race Maiden licked her lips.

Shami hesitated to speak.

Today, she genuinely wanted to be disciplined.

"Ah Ze... how about taking a break, not always thinking about kinky things..."

Elze pouted: "Alright... I was even thinking of wearing white silk on my dragon tail for you..."

Shami turned around, wrapping her arms around Elze’s long legs between the knees and lifted her, throwing the Dragon Race Maiden onto the bed.

Different race maiden XP, activate!

Battle!

Half an hour of morning exercise.

Elze sweetly lay on Shami.

Shami was puffing and blowing clouds, round puffs of white gas emitted from his mouth.

Battle, refreshing~ (third tone)!

However, this isn’t smoke, Shami never smokes. It’s harmful to the body and severely decreases magic power.

This smoke-like thing is actually an energy bar made by the flat golden retriever using Aikoya Fruit from the Elf Forest.

By putting it in the mouth, one can slowly replenish energy through suction, and it also produces some white mist.

Elze turned over, lay on the soft and fluffy bed, her legs lifted and swung back and forth, drawing on Shami’s body with her pretty fingers, quietly enjoying this beautiful time.