"Come to think of it, the human male seems to have a particularly evil aura."

Sharp observation. Is it because you're an expert in emotions?

There was no need to make a fuss when they offered to treat us. I stayed quiet, and surprisingly, the emotion was over quickly.

"Authentic, authentic! Snap!"

"Top grade! Caw!"

The raven beasts quickly finished their task and brought out bundles of money, about ten large bundles. The coins, inscribed with the image of a demon, were foul-smelling gold coins from the demon world.

"As a bonus, I’ll give you a spatial pocket."

A pocket that could only hold money easily packed away the massive amount of gold coins. As Reid tucked it into his chest, he smiled at me.

"Now, all that's left is to squander it."

[‘The Word of Building Worlds’ seems to disapprove of the ultimate villain's spending habits, and criticizes it.]

[‘The Creative Economy Administrator’ agrees, wondering how the demon world’s interest rates can allow this.]

[‘The Scales of Judging Souls’ defends the display of wealth, saying that it’s a noble trait of the male lead in romance novels.]

[‘The Cynic Who Balances Everything’, unusually, sides with you, saying that since you're an accomplice, half of it belongs to the possessor of the soul.]

We didn’t head straight to the surface after leaving the trading hall, but stopped by another place.

A clothing store filled with gothic-style outfits, a favorite of demons. A succubus, equipped with a business smile, greeted us.

"Oh, human customers? You must be here for camouflage outfits?"

"You're right. Show me the goods."

"Here you go~"

The succubus proudly opened the curtain, revealing hidden products.

"...Is this all you've got?"

"Ah, these kinds are the best sellers."

There was no other choice. I picked the most reasonable option from what was available.

[ ‘Improved Nightmare Leather Harness’

An outfit item that allows you to disguise yourself as a nightmare.

The improvement retains the effect of a 200% increase in charm when worn, while removing the effects of lowered dignity, majesty, and charisma.]

An item made of black leather straps and metal rings was handed to me.

Reid looked at it once, then glanced at the wooden mannequin wearing a sample nearby, and finally turned to me with a quiet look.

"It suits you."

"Not your business. You need to wear it too. You're powerless right now."

[‘The Scales of Judging Souls’ loves the completely different design compared to the previous version.]

[‘The Word of Building Worlds’ tells you to maintain some dignity.]

I wore it under my shirt, and Reid wore it over his shirt. The men's design was relatively subdued, so it worked out.

"Ah, both fit well. But, human female. You don’t actually intend to walk around in that, do you?"

"You’ve got a problem with my leather jacket and pants?"

"Succubi don’t dress so conservatively. Let’s wear this gothic mini dress."

Reid quickly nodded.

"That’s a good idea."

I pointed at Reid.

"What about him?"

"That male is fine, he has plenty of decadence already. But you're different."

"......."

"Ahh! Your gaze is so seductive right now! You’re definitely the type who can pull this off!"

After changing into the recommended outfit, learning some tricks of affection and teasing forcibly, we left the clothing store.

I heard a farewell from behind us.

"Take care, sister! It’ll be tough protecting your brother, but enjoy yourself~"

Was it because her eyes were smiling so widely, curving like a crescent moon? It seemed significant, but it was too far to ask about it again.

We retraced our steps and reached the surface.

"Hmm, what was that earlier? Were you telling me to serve Lord Chaos well?"

"That's not it."

"Then?"

"You’ll understand when you see."

As soon as we left the narrow alley and mixed with other demons, trouble began.

The demons' gazes on Reid were not kind. Some intentionally bumped into him while passing by.

There were no such incidents with me, which made it all the more noticeable. It was an obvious provocation.

<Why is it just him?>

"Hmm......"

I wasn’t sure whether my guess was correct. I waited for Reid’s explanation.

"The demon world has a strict hierarchy. Demons instinctively know each other's differences and ranks. You could understand it as the second sight or the seventh sense."

"Ah."

"You and I have been disguised as nightmares and assigned a fictitious rank. That rank is usually proportional to the power one possesses. Now, given that all my powers are sealed, how do you think I appear to the other demons?"

He stopped walking and suddenly brought his face right up to mine. A pair of red eyes stared deeply into mine.

"Exactly. I’d look like an insect."

"I wasn’t thinking that."

"So?"

"I’d probably look like an easy incubus. Get a little closer. You’re being pushed around by the passing demons."

He subtly pulled me closer as he resumed walking. Whether it was just my mood or not, Reid seemed a bit confused.

[‘The Word of Building Worlds’ offers to update the demon world ranking system with the seventh sense if you wish.]

"That would be useful. Thanks."

I expected that I would °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° be involved in more activities in the demon world with Reid. If the system worked as the seventh sense, it would be quite convenient.

The real exploration of the black market began. The items displayed on the stalls dazzled the eyes.

Dolls that turn into monsters when alone.

A portrait of a woman that ages unless you feed it blood.

A mirror that reflects something other than the person in front of it.

Devious antiques exuded strange energy. They seemed to be using sinister tricks, trying to get me to open my wallet and take them.

If my mental strength had been weaker, I would have probably fallen for the demons' temptations.

"Reid?"

I realized that the person who had been walking beside me was gone. I looked behind me.

Reid had stopped in front of a full-length mirror. He was silently staring at its dark surface, as deep as the abyss.

The mirror, having caught his gaze, responded. Its surface rippled, sucking in Reid's form and swirling. The slowly formed shape was...

A chilling watery gaze looked at me. It was bright and pure silver, like a moon in the sky.

I knew him.

"Tesilid Arzent..."

Crash―!

The sharp sound of my voice was torn apart by a loud crack.

"Oh! What the hell? Why did it break all of a sudden?!"

As the demon who owned the mirror made a ruckus, Reid casually turned around and came back to my side.

"Take it."

I failed to read anything from his expressionless face.

<That was him, right?>

"Probably."

<His personality, though.>

"Right. He’s handsome."

<Are you saying ‘handsome’ every time you insult him?>

"Yep."

This time, my steps stopped. I had discovered something that piqued my interest.

<A piece of jewelry? It looks pretty ordinary.>

It couldn’t be.

[‘The Scales of Judging Souls’ grins mischievously, saying there are some fun items.]

The jewelry on the velvet fabric gleamed with all sorts of colors. As I carefully examined it while adjusting my chin, Reid watched me closely and asked.

"Do you like anything?"

"I’m looking."

"How about this?"

A pair of earrings with shimmering gems touched my earlobe.

"They look good."

The merchant demon interrupted.

"Your taste is impeccable! This product is called the ‘Earrings of Obsession,’ and it has a position-tracking feature that can follow you all the way to the ends of Heaven!"

"......"

"......"

I stared into Reid’s eyes, but he just continued smiling, holding the earrings.

"Why? Is there a problem?"

If he’s going to be this shameless, then I have no reason to hesitate.

The products were not just metal but also leather. I picked up a choker and held it up to his neck.

"I think this would suit you."

"Really?"

The merchant demon interrupted again.

"Oh! Excellent choice! This item makes the wearer always submit to their master... a dog collar..."

"Sorry, but my neck is a bit weak."

I quickly snatched the choker back and returned it to its original place. It seemed he didn’t like the idea of being the one on the receiving end of it. Just as I was about to feel a sense of indignation about the shamelessness of it all.

"I’d like something a bit looser."

"......Really?"

Oh? So, anything looser works?

But wasn’t it you who asked me to pick it out?

<Ayleth, conceal your pupils.>

[‘The Eyes Watching All Chaos’ is afraid of what kind of human rights-infringing item you’re planning to choose.]

[‘The Scales of Judging Souls’ whispers mischievously that the necklace in the third row, seventh position, would be a good choice.]

It was always a sly pick from the Scales. I was thinking of avoiding it, but...

"Oh...?"

A two-tone amethyst immediately caught my eye.

Its Y-drop shape matched perfectly with Reid’s request. And most importantly...

[ ‘Trilogy Strength Limiter’

Increases the wearer’s ability to control anger while limiting the wearer’s strength to a certain output threshold.

It can only be turned on/off externally.]

I really liked the function. Following the advice of the Eyes, I subtly recommended it to Reid, hiding my pupils.

"I think this would suit you."