Am I Allowed to Kill the Male Lead? - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Translator: Yonnee

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Bel was begging for mercy, but his whimpers only made me angrier.

“You’ll recover before the next chapter anyway. Endure.”

Characters wouldn’t die from these wounds anyway. But if characters collapse within the chapter proper, they could bite the bullet.

Beelzebuth wasn’t the only one who could die. I could get caught up, too.

But today, this male lead’s pointless endeavors nearly ruined everything.

“Ugh…”

A low groan, scratching his throat, flowed into my ears. His manly adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and veins could be seen throbbing next to it. A black tail with soft fur at the end bent in the air and instinctively covered his a*s.

“Take that tail off there.”

“……”

Bel closed his eyes tightly and glumly removed his tail over his behind. The buttocks covered by his black pants were plump. Obviously, Bel was the typical male lead with wide shoulders and a narrow waist, but with his hips sticking out like this, his pants grew so taut that the seams might truly burst. I hit his plump a*scheeks mercilessly with the baseball bat.

“You made me nervous, and in the end, what? Again, you caused an incident? Since I didn’t get whipped, you should be flogged instead.”

Because he was the male lead, shouldn’t he at least take this? Bel silently received my wrath as his a*s continued to be beaten. However, the soft hairs at the end of his tail kept unwittingly brushing against and rubbing his reddened skin.

I pulled his tail.

“Khgh!”

Bel’s posture collapsed in an instant. As he was lying down, I kicked him on the abdomen.

“Just die. Die! I’ll kill you.”

Then, suddenly, everything felt meaningless and pathetic. I sighed. As I staggered and plopped down on the bed, Bel quickly sat up and went on his knees in front of me. He still couldn’t make eye contact with me, but at times like this, he was rather quick-witted.

Then, he took out a cigarette that had been hidden under the bed and held it out to me.

“……”

His hand was trembling immensely as he was holding out the cigarette for me. I took it and put it in my mouth.

“…I’m sorry.”

Bel apologized quietly as he lit the cigarette with a lighter.

“Hah.”

It seemed like nicotine was enough to calm me down a little. I wiped the sweat off my forehead with the sleeve of my jacket. My exercise was inadvertently intense.

Ah, FYI, I’m completely naked except for Beelzebuth’s military jacket.

I was just going to stay naked, but Bel put it on for me earlier. It could cover my upper body enough, but in fact, there was no need for me to do so since it’s a damn R-Rated novel anyway, but Bel wouldn’t be able to focus on his corporeal punishment…

In any case, with my upper body sufficiently covered yet my lower body only veeeery barely covered, I asked him.

“Let’s hear the reason then. You know how important the whip scene is. Why the hell did you do that?”

“I, I also, a little…”

Bel stammered, his voice trembling.

“I regret it a little…”

“A little?”

“A little, a lot…”

“A lot?”

“I-I’m sorry. I was put on the spot, and I didn’t expect how angry you would be after that.”

“You really didn’t expect it?”

“…I, I did. I did…! But!”

Unable to contain the surge of anger within me, I kicked him on the shoulder. Subjected to this one-sided beating, Bel collapsed helplessly.

“I should have, I should have quit a long time ago. I should have corrected it even before Chapter 63.”

Bel looked hurt, but he didn’t stop there.

“I’ve been thinking about it ever since Chapter 2.”

“Isn’t that too early though?”

But Bel seemed unconvinced. He let himself be hit by the baseball bat without any qualms earlier, yet he was being firm about this.

“You must have forgotten what you did. I’ll show it to you myself.”

Since we were characters in a novel, we could just pull up ‘excerpts from the previous chapters’, and they would thus be reached. I’m also keeping a few excerpts of the previous chapters myself.

Devil’s Vivace, Chapter 2—

…Time and time again, Yoo Eunha was brought to the devil’s bed. There was nowhere she could hide. Inevitably, she covered her beautiful body with her limbs, and Beelzebuth smiled at her slender, obscene appearance.

「 I have held countless women thus far, yet I’ve never seen one as erotic as you. 」

「 Why are you doing this? 」

「 I told you. You’re my meal. 」

Beelzebuth brought one hand to his lips and bit off his glove. In this dark, hapless atmosphere, it was a thought that was much too out of place, but Yoo Eunha suddenly thought that his hands were exceedingly sexy.

The veins on the back of his hand, his long fingers, his big, hot, manly hands…

Watching as her brown eyes traced his hands, Beelzebuth smirked. And with those hands of his, he unbuckled the belt on his pants.

「 I’ll be considerate. I am going inside you, so it wouldn’t be so bad to take a look inside beforehand, yes? 」

「 Kyaaaah! W-What are you doing…! 」

But nothing happened.

“……”

Uneasy silence stretched between them. When Yoo Eunha looked up at Beelzebuth, puzzled, she was extremely shocked to see that the demon king’s face was utterly bright red.

“……”

And suddenly, the lights went out.

「 Kyaah!? 」

Yoo Eunha let out a high-pitched scream. She could hear Beelzebuth’s evil laugh in the dark. And, an unidentified ‘thing’ hit Yoo Eunha.

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