A gentle female voice came from behind the three of them.
Mrs. Nashi was walking toward them, carrying several cups of drinks.
“At a time like this, shouldn't you, as the event organizer, be on stage?”
Cecil asked upon seeing Mrs. Nashi. Logically speaking, shouldn't Mrs. Nashi be hosting the event on stage right now?
“That was indeed the original plan.”
“But Danasuo suddenly said she wanted to take over. Before I could even refuse, that girl had already dragged Miss Sia onto the stage to prepare.”
Just thinking of her daughter acting spoiled and pulling Miss Sia along made Mrs. Nashi feel a headache coming on.
That child was always causing trouble for others.
And Miss Sia was far too indulgent with her.
On the stage, Danasuo and Leticia had just walked out from the backstage.
“Good evening, my dear fellow demons! How is everyone doing tonight?!”
Leticia cast an amplification spell on Danasuo, who was sitting on her shoulder, allowing the little host's voice to carry across the entire area.
“Ooooohhhhh—”
The demons below the stage did not disappoint Danasuo. With every sentence she spoke, waves of cheers erupted from the crowd.
“Thank you all so much for coming out to support this event!”
“Doesn't look half bad.”
From below, Baroque watched the two of them introduce the participants. Their coordination was truly excellent.
Wherever Danasuo pointed, Leticia would instantly cast a light spell in that direction.
It was obvious that these two had been eyeing the host positions for a long time and had rehearsed extensively.
Aliviel watched the plates of food being carried onto the stage, still unable to wrap her head around it.
“Mrs. Nashi, what is the purpose of this event? Surely it can't just be to see who can eat the most?”
Hearing the question, Mrs. Nashi simply smiled and did not answer.
Because at that moment, the duo on stage had already answered for her.
“Everyone might be wondering why we are suddenly hosting an event that's simply about eating.”
“Of course, this isn't just a competition to see who can eat the most.”
“As we all know, not long ago, we couldn't even fill our stomachs, and we had to endure magic erosion every single day.”
Danasuo paused here.
The rowdy crowd of demons fell completely silent.
“But!”
“Now, our children can grow up healthy, and we will only have more and more food in the future!”
“Therefore, this competition holds another meaning...”
“To tell everyone that from now on, we can finally eat to our heart's content!”
The crowd erupted into a frenzy. Thanks to the help of Miss Saintess, they no longer had to starve or suffer from magic erosion. Every single demon kept this gratitude deep in their heart.
“Actually, there's one more meaning to it.”
Cecil let out a mischievous grin.
“The competition is also a tribute to Miss Saintess's super appetite—inhaling bread in a single bite.”
“...”
The people around him fell silent.
“Hey, don't tell me you wouldn't want to see Miss Saintess's eyes light up as she happily devours a mountain of food on stage?”
Seeing the disgusted looks they gave him, Cecil's tail subconsciously thumped against the ground a few times.
“Cecil, you're really a mood killer.”
Baroque patted Cecil's shoulder, his face filled with pity for his colleague's future romantic prospects.
Meanwhile, the very Saintess they were talking about—
“A-Achoo!”
“W-We're almost there.”
Lin Ling's legs were starting to tremble as she looked at the giant tree getting closer and closer.
“Phew... we're finally here.”
“Pant... pant...”
Having finally reached the base of the tree, Lin Ling leaned against it and panted heavily. Yet, beneath her heavy breathing, there was also a deep breath of preparation for what was to come.
“N-Now, it's just the two of us, Demon King.”
Sensing Ivelia standing behind her, Lin Ling turned around and gently took her hand.
“For now, could you just stay quiet with Miss Saintess for a moment... please?”
Lin Ling led Ivelia by the hand to the base of the tree, where they sat down shoulder-to-shoulder.
“Are you curious why Miss Saintess wanted to come here, Demon King?”
Lin Ling leaned against Ivelia's shoulder, her eyes reflecting the twinkling lights of the residential district below.
“...”
Ivelia didn't speak. She, too, quietly watched the people below enjoying the celebration.
“But this time is a bit different, Demon King.”
Lin Ling's sudden voice broke the quiet moment.
“This time, Miss Saintess has the Demon King by her side.”
Ivelia looked at Lin Ling beside her with a puzzled expression.
“You want to say that you were there last time too, right?”
Lin Ling turned her head toward Ivelia, their eyes locking in that instant.
“Last time, we came here as friends.”
“So this time, I want to be here with you as lovers.”
Ivelia spoke first, stealing the words right out of Lin Ling's mouth, as if terrified that Miss Saintess would say something that might instantly shatter their relationship.
She was afraid of being rejected by Lin Ling.
This was what Ivelia had been dreading ever since they arrived here.
While confessing to Miss Saintess, Ivelia held out the plush doll she had hidden for so long with both hands.
Seeing the plush doll Ivelia was offering—especially the familiar blue stripes on its hood—
Lin Ling wore a look that said, “I knew it.”
Seeing Ivelia's trembling hands, Lin Ling silently pulled a doll resembling Ivelia out from her wide sleeve.
“You mustn't purposely hurt your hands anymore, Demon King.”
By the time the doll Ivelia was holding disappeared, a miniature Ivelia wearing a ruby ring had appeared in her hands instead, and the needle pricks she had deliberately left on her fingers had vanished along with it.
“This is...”
Looking at the doll in her hand, Ivelia looked up to see Lin Ling's face completely flushed red.
“Y-You are not allowed to make fun of Miss Saintess's craftsmanship.”
Lin Ling pushed Ivelia's hands back.
It had to be said that their doll-making skills were surprisingly identical.
The dresses on both dolls were sewn rather crookedly.
“I won't. I love it.”
Ivelia looked at the crudely sewn doll in her hand, but in her eyes, it was the most precious treasure in the world.
The ruby ring on the doll's left hand shimmered under the moonlight.
It was clear that Lin Ling had used a massive amount of magic to polish it during its creation.
While Ivelia was staring at the doll, a pair of hands gently cupped her face.
Lin Ling's hair ribbon had long been blown away by the evening wind.
Her loose hair fluttered in the breeze, hiding her blushing face.
Yet, the magic fireworks exploding in the sky illuminated her blush anyway.
“Bang—”
Purple magic repeatedly burst above the residential district.
It looked almost as if they were celebrating the confession.
Cecil looked at the two tiny black dots by the distant tree and chuckled.
Magic continued to flow through his hands.
“Pant... pant...”
Lin Ling, standing before her, took one deep breath after another.
Ivelia could clearly feel the hands cupping her face growing hotter and hotter.
To the point where Lin Ling began to stutter.
Finally, amidst the thunderous bursts of fireworks, Lin Ling looked into Ivelia's eyes with absolute determination—
“D-D-Demon King...”
“I... I like you!”
The moment the words left her mouth, Ivelia felt the scent of lily of the valley intensify. A soft sensation pressed against her lips.
“Ooooohhhhh!”
At the same time, waves of passionate cheers erupted from the residential district below.
Spells burst in the sky one after another, and the falling magic particles drifted down like blessings upon them.
On the stage in the residential district, only little Niya remained standing tall.
The audience below was cheering for the winner of the event.
But a few pairs of eyes were looking up at the towering tree, focusing on the two silhouettes embracing beneath it.
“Click—”
As they parted, the sound of a camera shutter suddenly clicked from the bushes behind them.
The Goddess poked her head out from the grass, but only the fading glow of teleportation magic remained under the tree.
The Goddess looked down at the confession photo that had just appeared in her camera.
Her pure white eyes turned toward the empty Demon King's Castle, where two lights had just appeared.
“Do your best, Miss Saintess.”
【Achievement Unlocked — Miss Saintess's Little Happiness】
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