SUNGYEOL POV

So apparently you can’t reserve this bath… it’s suppose to be private...Just for me. It’s a really huge pond-like bathtub; it’s as big as the family room we have back in Korea.
“ His Majesty, the Maou… get’s his own private bath, huh? “ I tried to recall what had happened before

**flashback**

We had just arrived at the castle with the scary name, when these Gorgeous Mazoku brothers appeared out of nowhere, looking for fight?!

“ THERE’S NO WAY I’LL EVER… ACCEPT YOU AS THE MAOU! “ The youngest and the prettiest said

I look at Myungsoo, who seems to be calm in this situation.
“ Myungsoo, you guys are all brothers? “

“ Indeed, we are actually half-siblings with different fathers. Though, I suppose that isn’t really something to be proud of… “  he answered

“ YAH! I’M NOT DONE TALKING YET! THIS SNOT-NOSED BRAT CAN’T POSSIBLY BE THE MAOU! “ protests Sungjong

What? Snot-nosed brat?!
“ SNOT-NOSED BRAT?! I may be only fifteen, but you’re about the same age, aren’t you ?! “ I snap back. This kid has no manner at all

He smirks. Gosh that evil yet beautiful smirk
“ I’ll have you know that I’m eighty two “ Sungjong said… with his poker face.. I gulped

“ EIGHTY-TWO ?! “ I shout, maybe the whole castle could hear me

“ Think of, the Mazoku’s ageas about five or six times what they seem “ Myungsoo tried to calm me down…

**flashback-ends**

“ They even age differently from human… Jeez “ I sigh, as I tried to wash my hair with this odd-smelled shampoo.

Gimme a break… What am I gonna do.. ?

“ Oh, My…. “

I hear a lady’s voice from behind. When I turn around, I spot a mature beautiful lady, with the dream body of all women covered with only by a piece of white towel. And the way she walks… is she a catwalk model of Mazoku Kingdom ?????
Then, reality hits me back when she joins me in the water. Eh?

“ I’m so- SO-SO-SO-SO-SO-SO SORRY! I DIN’T KNOW THIS WAS A CO-ED BATH! “ I ran out of from the gigantic bathtub, leaving everything behind

She looks at me, dumbfound; “ What do you mean? This is the Maou’s private bath… Hey, you’re the new Maou,right? I just came in out of habit,really. Don’t worry about it, Your Majesty. What a coincidence, running into you here! “ She said with her high and womanly voice, typical mature y characters you see in movies.

“ UWAAH! ST-ST-STAY BACK… ! “ I cried as she tried to approach me, but all she does is only giggling

“ He he he.. I’m so sorry…. “ she giggles
“…. Oh! “ She covered , looking at me in amusement.
“ How Adorable! <3 “ She points at ‘that’ down part…

. . .

AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

I run as fast as I could, I even run passing Myungsoo who’s actually waiting for me in front of the bathroom door… At my brand new Maou’s room, covering myself inside the thick blanket, I feel like passing out…

“ I think I really like girls and never thought I’d mind being seen by one, ugh.. maybe? “ I mumbling to myself, not caring that Myungsoo is looking at me weirdly, asking me if I’m okay.
After cooling down, I told him about it briefly. And his respond is unbelievably calm.

“ A y woman in bath? Ah… I think I get it “ He just smiles

The door opened, revealing aa red-faced Dongwoo. “ Jour Maheshtee… “ he called me with weird pronunciation

“ Hm? What’s wrong? Allergies? “ I asked.. but it turns out that he’s half crying. Not this over-reaction again !

“ Pw-Pweaze fowgibe me…. It’s only your first time here… and troubled as you were, you’re still gallantly and lovingly…. BUT I’VE DISTRACTED YOU WITH WORRYING ABOUT ME !!! “ He cried in his tissue. Well, I suppose it was about the lady, but I just ignore me.. because something interesting is in Myungsoo’s hand, reaching towards me

“ Your Majesty, this is for you “

“ Huh? What’s this? “ I asked, taking it and stretching it…

“ Your Undergament “

…

“ Wha-what the hell is this? You want me to wear a string bikini?! “
“ Of course! This is what all the nobles wear “
“ YOU MEAN YOU DO TOO?! “
“ Oh, no, mine are normal “

Dongwoo interrupt mine and Myungsoo’s little argument

“ Don’t be so modest, your majesty! You’re not a woman so there’s no need to feel embarrassed! Refusing to wear this Easy-To-Remove undergarment is the same things as… REFUSING ME! “ Dongwoo manage to say it in between his snorts… How could a person be so dramatic ?!

“ AAAAHHH! HOW COULD I BE SO INSOLENT !!!! “ Dongwwo cried out and ran from the room, leaving me and Myungsoo all alone

“ Your Majesty, you smell quite nice… “

“ Oh this?  It’s must be from the shampoo I used whatever was in the bathroom “

“ Your Majesty, Dinner is served “ Myungsoo called for me. I just stare at him, because he used a full uniform-like suit. He looks… quite good… Wait… I mean… He looks handsome, as usual. But that outfit makes me feel more like a meeting for a war council than a dinner party that Myungsoo informed me earlier.

In front of the dining room, Dongwoo is there waiting for me.
“ Now then, Your Majesty… Right this way, please “

He leads me to another gigantic room, European style like the other rooms. Tall and grand windows in every corner. Big golden circle carpet in the middle of the room, and a quite large circular dining table served for the dinner. I spot Hoya and Sungjong already seated there, with their stiff faces. Well, here we goes again…

“ Good.. Good Evening! “ I greet them, without any response. Myungsoo walks and stand behind his two brothers, putting one of his hand on Sungjong’s shoulder

“ Your Majesty, allow me to make the introductions. This is my younger brother, Lord Lee Sungjong “ he then points at Hoya. “ And this is my older brother, Lord Lee Howon “

SLAP.
Sungjong slaps Myungsoo’s hand away from his shoulder

“ DON’T YOU DARE TO TOUCH ME! YOU FILTHY HUMAN!! “

Myungsoo just look at him awkwardly and explained “ Ah, You see, my father was a human. He had nothing more to recommend him than his skill with a sword. “
Oh.. I see…

“ And don’t forget …. “ a voice come out from the entrance door. Wait, that voice!
“ He was also… a very nice man <3 “ that y lady from the bath, popping her head from behind Myungsoo…

“ … mother “ Myungsoo said, a bit shocked..

MOTHER ?!

“ It’s been so long, Myungie~ You look more like your father every time I see you. “
In a speed of light, she moves to the two brothers

“ Ah! Jongie~ As usual, you look just as pretty as me! I bet the man can’t keep their hands off you! And Oh, Hoaegi~ You’ve got more wrinkles ?! And..and.. OH ! “
“ YOUR MAJESTY !!!!! “ She squeezes me with her tight hug
“ We already met in the bath though, didn’t we? “ My face goes red as tomato. I never been hugged by a female except from my mom!
“ Nervous? HOW ADORABLE ! <3 Are you seeing anyone right now? “ Gosh HOW CAN’T I BE NERVOUS WHEN SHE JUST  HUG ME AND…. I wish something in my chest is not like what I think it is… *gulp*

“ CHEASE THAT BEHAVIOUS THIS INSTANT, MADAM! “ Dongwoo cried, breaking the hug

“ Oh, what a party-pooper “ she just said calmly, giggling at Dongwoo who is now in the edge of transforming into a drama-queen

“ The previous Maou and the new Maou cannot fall in love…! Do you want to start a scandal?! Continues Dongwoo

“ Previous Maou? “ I’m a bit confused over here

She just smiles
“ Welcome to our country, Your Majesty, I’m your predecessor, Lee Hyori, but you can call me Lady Hyori~<3  … I’m so happy you’re my successor to the crown! Now I can embark on my free-love journey !  You must be all out of sorts suddenly being named king and all. Don’t worry yourself over it too much though. I know my sons will whole-heartedly sever you in my stead—“

“ I HAVE NO INTENTION  OF BEING ANY SERVICE TO THE LIKES OF HIM! BROTHER HOYA IS A MUCH BETTER CANDIDATE THAN HIM !! “

“ Jeongie, do you really think you can appoint a king against the will of the original king and get away with it ? “ Lady Hyori glares at Sungjong… Ow, this y lady can be scary!

“ Wa-wait… I never asked to be king in the first place ! “ I tried to calm the mother-son fight here…

Now, it’s Hoya’s turn to glare at me.
“ I suspected as much… I don’t care if he has black hair… If he won’t become the Maou, then there’s no reason for this! Am I right? You never had any intention of becoming our king, did you? “ his words are calm yet sharp

“ His Majesty is here now, thought! Stop with these wild accusation…! “ Myungsoo tried to defense me.

“ But it’s the truth, isn’t it? Sir Kim Myungsoo ? “  he glares at Myungsoo, then back at me. Smirking.
“ Your Majesty, if you’re not yet prepared to take up office as Maou.. then please, with all haste, return to your own world. I beg this, from the bottom of my heart. Don’t get the citizen hopes up… And remove yourself from our sight. “
I can’t even stand back for myself. His words are too… softly hars… his smirks… With the bottom of your heart my …
“ I don’t care if you really are the owner of the true Maou’s soul, or if you’re an imposter! I just want you gone, by any means. It will be better for us to simply find someone else to fit the bill. “ Hoya snaps

“ HOYA! “ Myungsoo seems frustrated
“ He’s… the real thing. He really is! There’s no way I could have made a mistake! “

Sungjong rises from his seat
“ Well, he may have black hair, and he may have the Maou’s soul, but we can’t possibly leave the fate of our nation up to this human’s whims! “

“ Sungjong… “ Myungsoo sighs “ If you want to quibble about Sungyeol’s birthright, then let me tell you this… His father is a full-fledged Mazoku. Furthermore, he also serves as a direct subordinate to his own world’s Maou--! “

ARE YOU SERIOUS ??? MY BANK EMPLOYEE DAD ?!
But, how would Myungsoo know that?

Sungjong’s face is full of anger.
“ B-but! Fine! I’ll give you that his father might be a Mazoku, but his mother is just some human, right? That means his other half is just filthy human flesh and blood! I don’t have any idea or care where he came from, but he’s still got that cheap harlot’s blood in his veins! “

“ HOW DARE YOU! “ I risen from my seat and…

SLAP !

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