Am I Allowed to Kill the Male Lead? - Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Translator: Yonnee

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The demon king’s bedroom—

Undoubtedly the most crucial backdrop in Devil’s Vivace. Amidst the intense battlefield where numerous events (sex), conflicts (sex), surging emotions (sex), and crucial story secrets (sex) unfold, the male lead awaits his hostage alone, standing proudly in his domain.

And then, I kick the door open and make my entrance.

Bel, who had been kneeling in the center of the bed, jumped in surprise, and his tail stood on end.

Demonic being of hellfire, sovereign of the devils, master of the infernal castle of the north.

The dignity brought about by all those modifiers—there was no sign of it. At all.

I had expected it, but sitting comfortably, there was absolutely no domineering charisma to be felt. It was a bit pitiable, especially since he really had no talent at acting.

“…Youl, You’ve come… My lady.”

It seems he couldn’t decide whether to use informal or formal language.

“Just continue as you were.”

Bel blushed shyly like a newlywed groom.

“You changed your clothes.”

“It’s for the ‘next chapter’.”

I lifted the long skirt slightly. Anyway, it would be torn in a second if we were performing the ‘main chapter’…

The setting was that Belzebuth gave me this fine, flowing, and long nightgown, which was supposedly the sleepwear of demonic noblewomen of the demon realm.

It must be the ideal image of the female lead that the novel pursues. A delicate, dignified, and perceptive female lead.

“I-I see.”

Bel bowed deeply. The pointed tips of his red ears peeked through his black hair.

He had a tendency to be particularly embarrassed whenever I entered his bedroom. Moreover, as we had a different agenda for today, his tail was much stiffer than usual.

“If you hadn’t been the Demon King, I guess you would have been a shy countryside bachelor.”

“If that had been my role, I would have been so much happier.”

Even though I was only teasing, he ended up affirming it.

From Bel, I couldn’t see the combat power that an alpha male should ideally possess. It was a heavy responsibility to elevate a character with clear limitations to a certain level.

But does Bel really have clear limitations? Limits are something that exist in people, and for characters, anything can happen.

Let’s think positively.

Bel is like a blank canvas right now—pure and clean. Despite being slightly wrinkled from the hardships he has endured, this piece of paper was still unmarred. If taught well, he could become a good dom. Or maybe even a good sub.

From now on, I have to raise Bel into a confident and capable dom who enjoys and takes pleasure at hitting.

I sat down at the edge of the bed.

“!”

Even with that small weight, Bel was startled. He wasn’t this nervous even when we had performed the first chapter. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him act so awkwardly.

Around Chapter 5, when Belzebuth’s true nature was revealed, I also revealed my own true nature and began to raise a hand at Bel.

…Belzebuth probably wants to make that kind of expression freely, right? Not in the role of a sadistic demon king that doesn’t suit his personality, but in a role where he can be innocent and… a bit eccentric…

As I thought about it, I got angry. I’m the only one who’s allowed to be eccentric.

And well, in a woman’s life, she might want to hit a guy a little.

I grabbed Bel by his shoulders.

“We’re going to practice scenes for the ‘next chapter’— by switching roles.”

“Okay.”

Bel opened his mouth hesitantly, glancing at me.

“Eunha, there’s actually something I still don’t understand.”

Well, there’s probably a lot you don’t understand…

“I understand that you’ll be hitting me. But…”

“But?”

“…What’s different from what we’ve done so far?”

Hmm, that’s a good question.

It was a question coming from a character who couldn’t understand how a bit of flogging could be done during the act of making love.

While it’s possible to logically deduce that love somehow existed between hitting and being hit, feelings were a different matter.

I don’t think such matters can be resolved through a simple verbal conversation.

“I’ll show you with my body.”

And I pushed Bel over. He reacted as if he were about to lose his breath, surprised at being pushed away.

“No, you can’t!”

The dialogue that came out just five minutes into the ‘masterclass’.

Unable to contain my rising frustration, I slapped Bel with the tentacles I had brought with me.

“Shut up, stay still.”

Bel, after confirming what he had been slapped with and falling into shock, asked,

“W-What is that…?”

“It’s what we need to use for the ‘next chapter’. It was hard to bring everything, so I cut off a piece.”

It was the tip of a tentacle, cut to the size of a dildo.

“In… In the next chapter? That tentacle?”

Tentacles will be the main feature in the next chapter.

The next chapter after the announcement of the series being put on hold. The scene to be shot after Chapter 63, just after Belzebuth had caused this whole cataclysmic incident.

Further, it will be the first chapter we’ll create among ourselves, ignoring the author’s intent.

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