An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride: Volume 17 [Parts 1 to 5] by Fuminori Teshima

An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride: Volume 17 [Parts 1 to 5] by Fuminori Teshima

Author:Fuminori Teshima
Language: eng
Format: epub


“Haah... What should I do from now on?”

Chastille was having dinner at home, which was a rare occasion, and let out a deep sigh. She had the day off, so she had her hair let down and was wearing a plain shirt and skirt. Her relationship with Barbatos, the details of their date, and pretty much everything pertaining to their association had been spread across the entire continent a month ago. After a constant series of trivial mistakes at work, Nephteros had finally forced her out of her office to get some proper rest.

Ever since, things had been so awkward that Chastille hadn’t been able to talk to Barbatos. He was in the shadow at her feet even now, so he was at least keeping an eye on her. Chastille ruffled her scarlet hair, tears a constant feature in her equally scarlet eyes as of late.

The food she’d cooked absentmindedly looked far more atrocious than usual. If Nephy saw the hazardous substance, she was liable to quarantine the kitchen. She’d once told Chastille, “The spirits might die, so please allow me to take over,” in regards to her cooking, subsequently kicking Chastille out of the kitchen. The taste was horrendous, of course, but Chastille couldn’t taste anything in her current state.

As an Archangel, and as the leader of the Unification Faction, she had countless things she had to be doing. And yet, a single love affair had brought it all to a halt.

Get it together, Chastille! Is this all your determination amounts to after taking up the Sacred Sword and chasing your brother’s back?! She slapped her cheeks to fire herself up, but...

“By the way, Chasty, won’t Barbatos be joining us for dinner?”

“Pffft?!”

The words her mother threw from the other side of the table had Chastille spitting out burnt fragments of meat—what was supposed to be a steak. Chastille had inherited her scarlet eyes from her mother. In complete contrast from her daughter, however, Chastille’s mother didn’t understand the concept of tension. She always wore a carefree smile, and despite being midway through her forties, she sometimes got lost in town chasing butterflies and the like. She looked younger than she was, but it was still easy to mistake her mental age as being equal to or below Chastille’s.

“Wh-Wh-Wh-What’re you saying, mom?!”

“Oh dear. Isn’t Barbatos the fairy who’s always having tea in your room? You don’t eat at home often, so you should’ve brought him along.”

Chastille’s mother was a very gentle and calm person, and for better or worse, she was ignorant of the world. An Angelic Knight couldn’t possibly be in a relationship with a...

“Hang on. Why do you know about that?” Chastille asked.

“Hm? Were you trying to hide it? Oh dear, you must be more careful. Our walls are thin, so you should at least keep your voices down.”

“Hwah? I thought the house itself was properly built.”

“It used to be, but the little termites have been eating away at it and it’s all worn out now. Any sounds are quite easy to hear.



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