[Quick Transmigration] Otaku Raiders game system

The Marquis felt that he still underestimated Kujo Soichi's own charm as the protagonist. Kujo Soichi did not take advantage of the danger to forcefully sign a contract with Shiraishi Ai who lost blood and fell into a coma, but hesitantly helped Shimizu and Shiraishi back together. Home.

In a two-story Japanese-style bungalow, after helping to move the two women to the guest room, Soichi Kujo found the emergency medicine kit from home, and after checking that only Ai Shiraishi was scratched, Use a cotton swab dipped in iodine to clean the wound, and finally stick it carefully with ok bang before exiting the room.

Compared with Shiraishi's slight scratches, his own situation was even worse. Kujo rolled up his shirt and bandaged the hideous wound on his abdomen. The scratches on his arms and the wound on his body could still be covered by the school uniform. The wound on his face It can't be covered at all.It seems that Teacher Xiaochun will talk about it again. Teacher Xiaochun's fans should hate me even more. Tragic high school career...

What kind of demon king, what kind of brave man, this is the unique second line of anime otaku, isn’t it stupid? Kujo glanced at the busy succubus in the kitchen. The demon’s tail swayed with the movement, with a high sense of presence Let him not deceive himself that this is just a prop for cosplay, or it has a fully automatic swing function.

"The devil..." When Jiutiaozong recalled some fighting scenes, he always felt that his body was not under his control, and he didn't even recognize the strange ones. Is this the powerful power of the devil? No wonder Baishi wanted to seal himself.Those demonic energy devour the things on the street and turn everything into nothingness, can I really control this powerful force...

"Master Demon King, be hungry." The Marquis placed the hot pork chop rice, and the little bat also wobbled to help serve the miso soup. The small bungalow was immediately filled with a warm feeling. Watched a thrilling blockbuster.

"Al, thank you." Kujo forced a smile, distracted while holding the hot miso soup.A hesitant demon king like himself, Eru must be a headache as a subordinate, but...

"Master Demon King, I'll go upstairs to see if Shimizu-san is awake, and bring them some food by the way~ Lord Demon King, please take care of yourself, Shimizu-san just passed out and it should be fine."

Kutiao Zongyi looked at the busy silver-haired boy, swallowed the bitterness in his heart and expressed that he would go with the boy.

"No! Lord Demon King's injury is not healed yet! The little bat looks at Lord Demon King and tells him to eat well!"

The boy's arrogant and beautiful face became more vivid and magnificent, and his commanding tone also carried a strong coquettish tone. His delicate and white hands were persevering on his waist, which made the nine faces that were about to drink soup burn all of a sudden. Almost choking on the redness, he nodded subconsciously.

The Marquis left the little bat in the name of taking good care of the Lord Demon King, but in fact it was a form of surveillance and care in disguise.

Kujo did not directly accept his suggestion to sign a contract with Shiraishi Aiyi, which was a bit unexpected to the Marquis. If it was the Marquis himself, he would have signed the contract long ago. After all, he is a rose with thorns, but he has already thought about what to do next. Kujo If you don't want to sign, then change to Baishi Aiyi. Anyway, using this contract, more heroines will be honestly tied to Kutiao Zongyi.

When the Marquis put two portions of food on the dining plate and just walked up to the corner of the stairs, Kujo somehow blurted out some questions that he wanted to ask but intuitively felt should be avoided.

"Hey, Al, do you really want to avenge the old devil?"

The Marquis paused, and two boring options popped up in front of him. They were nothing more than one of the Holy Mother. I hope the Lord Demon King can inherit the will of the old Lord Demon King. As long as the Lord Demon King lives happily, Al will be happy, while the other It's the sword taking the slant, extreme extreme, revenge!Sincerely pray that the hero will kill the murderer who killed the old devil king to pieces.

Kujo didn't know why he asked this irrelevant question, but he intuitively felt that the angel-like boy might be unusually stubborn, and he might put his life at risk for the sake of gratitude. So many things happened on the first day he came here. It's just the beginning... And himself, Kujo Soichi couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't want his peaceful high school life to be broken, although such selfishness is not shameful, but he couldn't express his heart to the innocent boy.

"..." The face of the Marquis at the corner of the stairs was gloomy, and Kujo couldn't see the boy's side face clearly, only dazzled by the soft silver hair.

"Although I really want to take revenge," the Marquis held on to the plate bitterly, and his figure was a little unsteady, "but, when the old devil king is dying, let me take good care of the devil king, and inherit the legacy of the old devil king to govern the devil world well. Adults will also rest in peace."

"So, can I..."

"Well, it's no problem, the old devil king must have hoped so too... Ah, I'll go up first when the dishes are getting cold."

The silver-haired boy jumped up like a cat, leaving only Jiutiao and the little bat smiling, "I seem to have asked a very bad question." Kutiao Zongyi scratched his head in embarrassment, dull Started eating dinner that had been a little cold.

The second floor of the small bungalow is covered with a wooden floor, which creaks when people walk up to it. The Marquis walks slowly to Qingshui's room and puts the pork chop rice on the desk. His face was a bit gorgeous, and the Marquis sat silently by the bed and quietly looked at a string of delicate data in the game. He didn't know what he should do now. He didn't want to go back to the original world, but he didn't want to be in this Wandering aimlessly.

[Touch the player, my generation is much better, although I have not fully recovered qaq, the player should not think so much and just have fun by yourself (づ￣3￣)づ]

"As always, being optimistic and uplifting is a bit enviable..." the Marquis muttered to himself.

"You, you hateful devil, stay away from Reiko immediately!! What are you and Kujo trying to do to Reiko!!"

The sudden sound was extremely ear-piercing in the small room. When the Marquis heard the sound, he turned his head and saw that Ai Shiraishi was leaning against the door and was weak and about to fall to the ground at any time. She bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, obviously trying to hold on. There is no harm to her soft, cute and cowardly side after wearing glasses. Crossing her hands on her chest makes the puffs on her chest even more delicious. There are two people with a weapon and without a weapon. It seems that the game designer likes it very much. The contrast is cute.

"Pork chop rice, Shiraishi, do you want to eat it?" Marquis smiled harmlessly and picked up the plate. The golden pork chop seemed to exude the unique golden light of gourmet food. "Shiraishi, let's have a good talk."

"Me, me and you filthy demons, there is nothing to talk about, even if I can't afford the Holy Lance now!! Ehhh?!" Shiraishi Ai suddenly found herself blurting out something serious After doing something, his face turned red and he stammered, "You didn't hear anything just now!! Right, right qaq...how can I be so stupid!" Finally, the thin self-deprecation made the Marquis show his "goodwill" smile.

The Marquis accepted the forced cuteness of the game almost happily, and calmed down the naturally dull Brave Lord with his acting skills. As expected, he was severely criticized by the red-faced Brave Master, and the dignified atmosphere became harmonious and relaxed. .The Marquis took the opportunity to chat with him, grasped the right time, and slowly poured out his sad experience of losing the pain of losing his only relative to Ai Shiraishi with tears in his eyes, praying that Ai Shiraishi would not hurt his only reliance now, the soft and kind-hearted Baishi had some It turns out that there are still poor children like Al in the demon world, and the turmoil in the demon world is even worse. If the gate of the demon world is opened, it will be dangerous for those monsters to come to the human world.

"I, I still can't trust you now. The best way is to seal you up so I can believe that you have no intention of harming human beings..." Baishi shrank weakly by the door. It seemed that the battle in the evening consumed a lot of her energy. Physical strength is now at the end of its strength.

"..." You have a good idea, the Marquis felt speechless looking at the girl who had no combat power, but with the idea of ​​completing the task, the Marquis still continued to amend his master-servant contract with a friendly smile, "There is a more A good way is to sign a master-servant contract, so that even if the Lord Demon King wants to do bad things, it is impossible! And he will obey you obediently. As for the seal, have you ever thought that the Demon World needs such a kind Demon King who is kind to humans? Good thing, it can solve a lot of problems for a long time."

"That's right..." Ai Shiraishi raised her eyes and fell into deep thought, then asked suspiciously, "Al, why are you helping me..."

Regarding the girl's question, the Marquis had already made up a well-thought-out story about being rescued by a kind person when he accidentally fell into the human world when he was a child, and then he planted a warm seed in his heart when he was young, and he wanted to have a good time. To protect the warmth deep in my heart.

"Ai, Ai Er, I'm sorry..." The girl choked up, and then she held the door and got up, "I, I have decided! Sign a master-servant contract with Jiutiao! Use fundamental methods to solve all problems!"

"That's really great. Compared to Lord Demon King, he must be very happy. After all, Lord Demon King is very regretful that he hurt Shiraishi..."

Marquis's lifelike acting skills made the big-breasted and brainless cute glasses girl Brave label him a good person, gobbled up the delicious dinner, and relatively replenished his physical strength. Sorrow, the Holy Lance needs too much aura, and the long-term battle is too much for the body.

"Huh?!!!" When Jiujo downstairs heard Shiraishi's request after dinner, he was so surprised that he could hold an egg in his mouth. What are you kidding, who wants to be this guy's servant, even though he is red now Face made the request shyly, but Jiu Tiao still couldn't forget that he just escaped from this girl's hand.

"My lord, Baishi is now our companion. My lord doesn't want to destroy the human world, let alone hurt human beings, right?" Marquis continued to fool around with a smile on his face.

"Of course, after all, I am also a human being! But the contract or something, why should I be a servant!"

"D-Of course it's because evil can't prevail, right, Al..." Shiraishi Aiyi said shyly while pinching the hem of her skirt under the encouraging eyes of the Marquis.

"Yes, Shiraishi-san."

"Al, you bastard who wants to be proud of the seller!!!"

This night is destined to be a lively night, the blood-red crescent moon hangs in the sky, the dark clouds cover all the stars, and the wind blows the glass of the small bungalow.

"What a good man." Mitsuko stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and looked into the distance, wrapped only in a bath towel. She seemed to be in a very good mood, and her red nails scraped back and forth on the wooden railing impatiently. The noise caused the exhausted man on the double bed to complain twice, but Mitsuko continued to polish her nails with great interest.

The blood-red moonlight stretched Mitsuko's shadow long, and above her head was clearly the shadow of the devil's horns, and there seemed to be something restlessly surging in the shadow...