Though Young People Recoil From Entering the Black Magic Industry, I Found Its Treatment of Employee

Me and Mary, and Lydia, we thought about the matchmaking operation.

The place is Mary's mansion. It's unnatural to be here all the time after an errand at the Orbain family, Serlia's home, and worst, I feared they would ask me what I was up to.

"You know, it's a theory in the first place, but what about taking Celia out and making the pageant impossible in itself?

"You can't do that. Escaping the pageant is considered an enemy escape. That's why Franz, who set that up, will be torn apart by your father."

My liver chilled at Mary's words. I have trouble tearing everything apart, no matter how much.

"Me too, you looked into their incubus, didn't you? This is their past article in the paper over here. It's got a portrait on it."

A tremendously handsome man, but it was depicted there.

"Everything seems to have worked so well since you were young, as the mistress of a human aristocratic lady. He says he's making a lot of money in the demon world now. They call me Madame Killer."

"Too bad, but it sounds like you can't win with your face or your annual income... Celia, are you okay..."

"But it's a rumor that this guy has a slightly weird hobby. Actually, this article denies that, too. It might be worth a try."

"Rumor? If it's the language of the Devil's land, you can't read it a bit... Looks like the words I'm writing about black magic are different again..."

"In a nutshell, this incubus, the strike zone is narrow, isn't it? Perhaps we can cut our focus on seducing Celia."

I heard Lydia explain. It could be quite an interesting hand.

"That's a pretty nasty operation! It's just that some things suck."

I think these two "suck" mean something different in context.

"I mean, if we could just talk, would this guy be absolutely beautiful? If you do, Franz, will you be targeted? That sucks, doesn't it?

From Incubus, I don't care about human men. It means if you buy a grudge, you will be targeted for your life.

But I don't care about that. Instead, I can't do anything if I mention it.

'Cause the first thing we need to do is protect Celia.'

"Okay. Then I'll just try to do it with this operation"

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The pageant venue was a spacious luxury restaurant with a view of the garden.

The three of us in the jamming unit are standing by in that garden to see how things are going.

Celia came in first.

The outfit is slightly different than usual. You can interpret it as a eulogy.

The expression is not great. If you look like you're having a lot of fun, you might get stuck with them. I just don't think it's fun and laughable before such an operation.

I really want to fly to Celia right now, but then I can't escape saying it. Only, we need to take it in the direction of causing more problems for Incubus.

After a while, the incubus side came out. Beautiful shape as seen in the newspaper painting.

"This is Hulbaldo from Incubus, thank you for today"

Just my voice sounds like it's kizzy. Perhaps a lot of guys will feel that way, not just me. It's not just the voice. The expression and the movement are all deliberate. To the contrary, I wonder how often you can be so deliberate.

"It's Celia. I'm embarrassed because I don't think I can match Mr. Hulbald at all..."

"That's not true. I've seen a lot of succubus, but I've never seen anyone as beautiful and more gentle in heart and reason as you."

"You don't know my heart because I just met you."

"No, it's my job to read women's minds."

Now, Hulbald takes Celia's hand and tries to kiss her. Whoa! Think of the distance, man!

But just before that, Serlia pulled his hand slightly and squeezed away.

Serlia, good job! Hiding in the garden bush, I almost screamed unexpectedly.

"My parents also tell me that if I become a very light woman, it damages my worth. I'm sorry."

"I see. I was more frivolous. Excuse me."

That man, he didn't even make a scene. I want to punch you so badly!

"How's it going? Franz, I'm patient now. We can't just move the operation into action right away."

Mary whispered stopped me. Premature indeed.

"By the way, Serlia, has anyone decided on that attitude in their mind?

Hulbald asked with a grin.

Celia looked a little cut, like she was crushing secrets.

"I have someone to serve. He's still young, he was a student until March, but he's very serious and fine."

I said.

After all, Celia loved me.

Someone might say it's not like the love of a normal couple. For example, I wonder if Sacubas would stop other women and their own men from being together.

But that's just different values, and Celia absolutely loves me. I'm absolutely sure of that.

"But that person is a human man, isn't he? I don't think you deserve it."

Hulbald does it or says it with his face. What do you know about me?

"Because that man's life is short for you to spend your whole life loving. The appearance also fades quickly. You should love a man worth more. Join me and let a good servant do all the cleaning and cooking..."

"What does that mean?

With a powerful voice, Celia rebels.

"I didn't even choose your husband by his colour. However, I enjoy living with your husband, so I'm there. I love you. I will decide the value of my love."

Me, I thought it was impossible to love Celia any more.

You're starting to like me more.