Chapter 64

"Wow, finally, I've met you, Lord Norman!"

After making Oryax leave, I summoned Crossel, who was probably feeling lonely, and she clung to me with teary eyes.

Crossel's reaction is always the same, but I still can't get used to it. It's because the soft parts of Crossel's body happen to press against my face.

"I've been so lonely without Lord Norman around!"

"Don't touch Lord Master so casually, you fallen angel."

Sure enough, Fokalor, who doesn't like Crossel, tried to pull her away from me by her hair.

"Hey, we just met after a long time, so isn't this okay?"

"That doesn't matter. Only this Fokalor is allowed to touch Lord Master."

"Huh!? That doesn't make any sense! Lord Norman and I trust each other the most, so only I should be allowed to be next to Lord Norman!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Clearly, the one who has Lord Master's trust the most is me. Therefore, the only one who should be next to Lord Master is Fokalor."

Both of them heated up in their argument.

Then, someone intervened between them.

"No, the one who has Master's trust is me!"

It was Orobos who said this.

"Shut up, horse!"

"Shut up, horse!"

Just as I thought their voices harmonized, Crossel and Fokalor simultaneously punched Orobos with their fists.

Since all three were in a spirit state, they couldn't touch physical objects. However, spirits can touch other spirits, and Orobos, who was punched by both, was naturally sent flying far away.

Well... I hope he's okay. Orobos is tough, so he's probably fine.

"I have something to discuss with both of you..."

"What is it, Lord Master?"

"Tell us anything!"

Both of them listened to my voice. It seems they've decided to stop fighting for now.

"I want to learn the summoning ritual from a demon next."

I learned the summoning ritual from my sister and can still use it.

However, to master magic, I decided it would be better to learn the summoning ritual from a demon.

"The summoning ritual...?"

"Then, it would be Gamygin, who is ranked fourth...?"

"Yes, I've heard that Gamygin is particularly skilled in the summoning ritual."

Gamygin, ranked fourth.

I'm a bit concerned about their vague answers, but I'll summon Gamygin for now.

"Hey!? That means one of you has to leave, right!?"

I can summon up to three demons at once.

So, to summon Gamygin, one of them has to leave.

"Um, what should we do next..."

Crossel was just summoned, so if we consider the order, it should be Fokalor's turn next.

"Crossel, I think it's better if you leave next."

"Hey, why do I have to leave!? If we consider the order, it should be your turn to leave."

"I refuse. You should leave."

"No way! You leave!"

"In that case, how about we decide who leaves by fighting to the death?"

"Ah, that's a good idea. I've always wanted to knock you down with my own hands, so this is a perfect opportunity."

"Kih, what does a fallen angel like you think you can do? If I get serious, you—"

"Stop."

Instantly, both of them stopped talking as if they were frozen.

While they were focused on their fight, I cast a binding spell on them.

I've seen a similar scene before.

"Um, considering the order, I think it's better if Fokalor leaves next. Is that okay?"

"Ugh, if it's Lord Master's command, I have no choice."

So, I managed to stop their fight.

"Well, it's late today, so I'll summon Gamygin tomorrow."

The fourth-ranked demon.

I hope the next demon can teach me about the summoning ritual more easily.

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"Lord Master, please eat mine."

"Lord Norman, mine is more delicious, so please eat this one."

For dinner, I usually prepare it with the help of the demons, but for some reason, Crossel and Fokalor said they would take care of it.

I thought they would work together, but for some reason, they both brought out different dishes.

"I'll eat both, so calm down..."

Both of them are equally skilled in cooking. Both dishes were delicious. However, since I ate both, my stomach is quite full.

"Um, what are you both doing..."

It was late at night, and we were about to go to bed.

For some reason, Crossel and Fokalor were fighting on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep with Lord Norman."

"No, you can't. I am the one who should be next to Lord Master, so you should sleep on the floor."

I was kicked out of my family home and now live alone in a dilapidated house given to me by my father.

Even though it's a dilapidated house, it has all the necessary furniture, including two beds and two sofas, so there are places for everyone to sleep.

"I'm going to turn off the light."

I extinguished the flame in the lamp.

Usually, we each sleep in our own beds, but why is it that today, they're fighting over who gets to sleep with me?

Whenever Crossel and Fokalor are together, they always end up fighting.

I wish they could get along a bit better.

While thinking this, I lay down in bed.

Something soft pressed against my back.

What is this? It's unusually warm and soft, and there are two of them.

No matter how you think about it, it's breasts!

I turned around, and there was Crossel, who had apparently slipped into my bed.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" I was about to say, but Crossel covered my mouth.

"Be quiet. Fokalor will notice."

Crossel put her finger to her lips and whispered.

It seems she slipped into the bed without Fokalor knowing.

Still, having a beautiful girl in the same bed is quite dangerous.

Every time I feel Crossel's breath, heartbeat, and body temperature, my own body temperature seems to rise.

"Hey, Lord Norman, please touch my chest."

She took my hand and placed it on her chest.

"Can you hear my heartbeat? It seems I've been nervous all along."

As she said, I could feel Crossel's heartbeat through my hand.

Every time it synchronized with my own heartbeat, it seemed to amplify—

"Hehe, it's kind of embarrassing."

Crossel's lips looked particularly alluring when she said that.

"Um, if Lord Norman is okay with it—"

If you're okay with it, what?

Depending on her words, I might not be able to stop myself.

Something soft pressed against my back again.

It was also soft and warm, and there were two of them, but they seemed smaller than Crossel's...

Why is Fokalor here!?

It turned out to be Fokalor's chest.

"Lord Master, be quiet. That fallen angel will notice."

Fokalor also put her finger to her lips.

It seems Fokalor had also slipped into the bed.

Fokalor didn't seem to notice Crossel's presence, and Crossel probably didn't notice Fokalor's either.

If they realize each other's presence...

We won't be able to sleep at all.

Cold sweat suddenly poured out all over my body.

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