Now I'm a Demon Lord! Happily Ever After with Monster Girls in My Dungeon: Volume 4 (eBook)
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-9053-9 (ISBN)
Reborn as a demon lord in another world, Yuki's living his best dungeon life! Things are more laid back than ever now that he's returned from the royal capital. Or not-because the Dragon King, Gyuohga, shows up out of nowhere with his sights set on Lefi. 'Become my mate!' he demands. This sends Yuki into a frenzy, challenging the Dragon King to a one-on-one fight! But Yuki's got more than just that to contend with. A demon appears before him with a request: 'I'd like you to meet the king of the demon world.' Intrigued by the idea of being a tourist in the demon world, Yuki accepts the invitation and heads off. What awaits him there, however, is a man with a pretty face and an incredibly shady smile...
Reborn as a demon lord in another world, Yuki's living his best dungeon life! Things are more laid back than ever now that he's returned from the royal capital. Or not-because the Dragon King, Gyuohga, shows up out of nowhere with his sights set on Lefi. "e;Become my mate!"e; he demands. This sends Yuki into a frenzy, challenging the Dragon King to a one-on-one fight! But Yuki's got more than just that to contend with. A demon appears before him with a request: "e;I'd like you to meet the king of the demon world."e; Intrigued by the idea of being a tourist in the demon world, Yuki accepts the invitation and heads off. What awaits him there, however, is a man with a pretty face and an incredibly shady smile...
Prologue: Demon Lord’s Laboratory
“Okey dokey, the demon lord’s science class is now in session! Please raise your hand should you have any questions.”
Iluna raised her hand excitedly after my announcement.
“Me! Pick me, Professor Yukiki! I have a question!”
“Go ahead, Miss Iluna.”
“Whyyy are you wearing that funny white thing, Professooor?”
“Because, Miss Iluna, this is the uniform you need to wear when you’re conducting experiments. Pretty cool, right?”
I spun around, modeling the white lab coat for them by flaring it dramatically around me.
“No! It’s weird!”
“So not cool!”
Iluna and Shii answered at the same time, big, beaming smiles on their faces.
“Hm... Very white.”
Ever so slightly off-sync with the other two, a black-haired little girl dressed in a kimono answered too. This girl, who looked like a traditional Japanese doll, was my beloved sword, Zaien, also known as En. She had only learned the Anthropomorphization ability a short time ago, but she was already pretty used to her human form. The way she moved now, you’d never know that she’d struggled with things like motor skills at first. Whenever she hung out with us, she almost exclusively stayed human, so she must’ve taken a liking to her new body.
“Mm, I see the problem here. Seems you have yet to truly understand the magnificence of this outfit, O pupils of mine.”
Although to be honest, I privately agreed with them. It looked just like the white coats I’d had to wear in elementary school whenever it was my turn to serve food during lunchtime. Definitely uncool.
Watching us from the sidelines, Lefi spoke in an exasperated voice.
“Yuki, for what reason do you always value form over function?”
“I’ve got one for you too.”
“What?”
“Here ya go! I’m sure it’s the perfect size for you.”
I pulled her lab coat from Inventory and presented it with a flourish.
“Hmm... I suppose this will suffice.”
She’d definitely wanted to make some sort of snarky comment for a second there. Guess she realized that it would’ve been a waste of time considering how I was acting. Instead, she just took the coat from me and slipped it on, shaking her head in resignation the whole time.
“Are you satisfied?”
“Sure am. Your obedience is most pleasing, Researcher Lefi. Now that I see it, though...it doesn’t actually look that great on you!”
“You have the audacity to react like that when it was you who insisted I wear it?!”
My bad, my bad. But it was true. I was no fashionista, but even I could tell that the lab coat clashed horribly with that dress she always wore.
“Okay, okay. Just calm down, Researcher Lefi. No need to blow a gasket. The truth is, there’s something I’d like your assistance with, so please play along for a little while longer.”
I could practically see the steam puffing out of Lefi. She was pissed, ready to tear off the coat and fling it away. My words stopped her, though, and she thought about it in silence for a second.
“I shall oblige at the cost of chocolate.”
“I’ll give you two bars.”
“I desire four.”
“Don’t push your luck. Three, final offer.”
“Hmph. Fine. Because I am possessed of a magnanimous disposition, I shall agree to your terms. My charitable heart will even deign to forgive an insolent whelp such as yourself.”
Lefi was talking herself way up. Even the way she had her arms folded was smug as hell. She didn’t fool me, though—not with that little curl on her lips. If I had to guess, that smile was because she couldn’t contain herself thinking about the chocolate she’d get after this. She fell for it hook, line, and sinker, just like she always did. This dummy’s such an easy mark.
Why was I even surprised by that, though? At this stage in our relationship, I knew super well how totally not-difficult it was to lure her in. I wiped the surprise from my face before she could see it, cleared my throat loudly, and went back to speaking.
“Right. Pull yourselves together, everyone. We will now begin the experiment in earnest. As you can see, we have here a perfectly ordinary candle and a perfectly ordinary beaker. Oh, right, that word means nothing to you. Think of it as a glass cup. Lastly, we have this perfectly ordinary lid.”
“In short, you will perform some sort of illusion, yes?”
“Nope. This ain’t sleight of hand.”
“Sleight of hand!”
“Your thumb!”
“It...will grow.”
The little-girl gang got all excited when they heard me say “sleight of hand.” A while back, I’d shown them a simple trick that made it look like my thumb had gotten longer. Couldn’t tell you why, but they’d gone nuts over it. Even after I’d shown them how it worked, they hadn’t stopped pestering me to do it over and over again. And of course, schmuck that I was, I’d given in and done it over and over again. So to them, “sleight of hand” now meant “thumb trick.”
“Slow your rolls, girls. I’ll do that trick another time. This is different, so focus up.”
I put the candle into the beaker, then lit it with a match. I was about to do a combustion experiment that anyone who had undergone compulsory education on Earth would know. See, our lovely little girls were enrolled in a basic homeschooling plan I’d created. Leila, our very capable maid, was teaching them things like math and language. As for science...
“‘Science’... What does that mean, exactly?”
Leila’s question had come as quite the shock, so I’d taken over that part of the curriculum. Turned out that magic’s existence in this world meant there was essentially no difference between magical phenomena and scientific phenomena. The people here lumped it all together as “magic”—science wasn’t technically a concept for them.
I could see why, to be honest. I mean, if someone wasn’t familiar with the laws of science, anything science-y that happened would look like magic to them. Since I’d been a liberal arts student in my old life, I myself had thought of science as a mysterious force despite knowing theories and stuff. Not to mention that it wouldn’t be far-fetched to call modern science “magic” in a way, so it made sense to me that science wasn’t really a thing in this world.
As someone who sucked massive whale dick at fire magic of any kind, I could at the very least start a match-level flame without setting myself or anyone else on fire. But I’d decided to forgo that and purposely bought real matches from the DP Catalog, one of which I had just used to light the candle. Why? Because I wanted to remove everything magic and magic-adjacent that I could from this experiment. Lighting the candle the way I did was a deliberate measure on my part to show that it was a purely physical phenomenon instead of a magical one.
An experiment like this didn’t require a ton of special equipment and resources. It didn’t need the person doing it—me—to have any sort of special, in-depth knowledge of how it worked either. That second part worked out well in my favor since I hadn’t exactly been what you’d call a “good student” in my old life. Long story short, this was something easy that even a slacker like me could teach.
“Now, please observe. Can anyone tell me why this candle is burning?”
“Me! I can! It’s maaagic!”
Iluna’s hand shot up enthusiastically before she answered.
“That’s your go-to answer, huh? Unfortunately, that’s not it. Tell ’em, Lefi: is this flame consuming magical energy?”
“No, it is not.”
Lefi shook her head vigorously.
“Whaaat? I’m wrong?”
“Let’s see... If the candle is the only source of fuel for the fire, then closing that apparatus won’t extinguish the flame. Perhaps mana, the source of magic, is what’s being consumed?”
Leila, the living embodiment of intellectual thirst, was also participating in my experiment as a student. Though she was usually smiling, right now, you could tell just by looking at her that my question had her deep in thought.
“Sorry, but that’s wrong too. I want you to look reeeal closely at what I do next.”
I covered the beaker with the lid and in no time at all, the candle went out.
“Whaddya think, Lefi?”
“It is not consuming mana either.”
I could sense magical energy, but that didn’t extend to sensing its origin—to sensing mana itself. That was why I had The Honorable Judge Lefi on the case as my research assistant. Her response just now reassured me, because while yeah, I’d told Leila she was wrong, a small part of me had been worried that, considering this was another world, mana actually would be involved in combustion. Thanks to Lefi’s assessment, though, this particular phenomenon was the same here as it was on Earth.
“Well, if that is Lady Lefi’s judgment, I can’t possibly argue. But then, what precisely is the fuel?”
“It’s something called ‘oxygen.’ Just like mana, it’s in the air all around us....
| Erscheint lt. Verlag | 18.4.2023 |
|---|---|
| Reihe/Serie | Now I'm a Demon Lord! Happily Ever After with Monster Girls in My Dungeon | Now I'm a Demon Lord! Happily Ever After with Monster Girls in My Dungeon |
| Illustrationen | Daburyu |
| Übersetzer | Kashi Kamitoma |
| Sprache | englisch |
| Themenwelt | Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy |
| Schlagworte | Game elements • Harem • Isekai • Light Novel • Overpowered • Reincarnation • Slow life |
| ISBN-10 | 1-7183-9053-X / 171839053X |
| ISBN-13 | 978-1-7183-9053-9 / 9781718390539 |
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