Honestly, Lynn is not a foot fetishist. Although Sloth Demon King Hill’s little feet are quite beautiful, he definitely has no intention to play with them.

Once again, Lynn is not a foot fetishist. He has no special interest in delicate feet; it’s just pure appreciation.

One last time! Lynn is not...

Alright, maybe a little bit.

Looking at the delicate feet offered right in front of him, Lynn was tempted, but to avoid being viewed as a pervert by the Demon King’s wife, he had to restrain himself again and again.

But when patience runs out, there’s no need to be patient anymore!

Thinking of this, Lynn leaned closer...

"Sloth sister, sorry, I forgot about you... huh? Demon Emperor, what are you doing?"

At this moment, the Demon Emperor’s Bedroom door was violently pushed open, and a small head poked in subsequently.

Then she saw Lynn standing in front of her Sloth sister, his head leaning down.

"Nothing much, just Hill’s sleeping posture is too cute, couldn’t help but want to kiss her."

Lynn lifted his head and explained calmly. Luckily he hadn’t made any more intimate moves, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to explain it.

No wait, why do I need to explain to her? That brat doesn’t count for anything!

"It’s really cute, I’ll kiss her if I want."

Lynn said as he removed his mask, leaned down, and gave a big kiss on Sloth Demon King Hill’s lovely red lips, stunning the brat.

Why not me!

The brat stomped her foot in anger and rushed forward to throw herself into Lynn’s arms.

However, Phantom quickly arrived and dragged the brat by her hind legs, pulling her back.

"Don’t mess around, don’t disturb the Demon Emperor’s mood."

After Phantom dragged the brat back, she handed her over to Furious Demon King Sara for restraint, then apologized with a bow to Lynn before retreating.

If it was the little sister who was harmed, rescuing her would be necessary, but if it’s Hill, then there’s no need.

Despite her being a total lazy person, she actually has her own ideas. Unless she wants it herself, no magic energy could take advantage of her. Otherwise, with her tendency to fall asleep anywhere, who knows how many times she would have been taken advantage of by other demons.

This demon doesn’t compete or care for much, except having high standards for partners, especially sleeping partners. Among their seven sisters, only three demons are allowed to sleep with her. Since she allowed Lynn to kiss her and sleep so openly in his presence, it means she already acknowledges him highly.

It’s quite alright having Hill as the first sister to explore the way. At least she is very fair and has no selfishness; she can objectively gauge the trial experience.

After the troublesome demons left, Lynn looked at the lazy lady sprawled on the table, thought for a moment, and decided to pick her up and place her on the bed.

During this process, Hill only pouted when Lynn picked her up but didn’t wake or resist. Instead, she hooked her arm around Lynn’s neck as if sleepwalking.

Lynn carried Hill in a knight carrying a princess manner to his big bed, which had been tidied by Joyful Witches so it didn’t appear messy.

Though after a night’s chaos, the bed was inevitably tainted with his scent, Lynn hesitated a bit while holding Hill but eventually placed her down and covered her with a blanket.

"Stay and sleep with me for a while..."

A mumble that seemed like a half-asleep dream muttered out from Hill’s mouth. Lynn didn’t hesitate this time and immediately took off his shoes, climbing into the bed.

Just as he settled in, Hill wrapped her arms around him like hugging a large plush toy.

It felt even better than expected being snuggled together, so comfortable, even breathing seemed smoother.

Half awake and half asleep, Hill adjusted her sleeping posture but kept a firm hold on Lynn.

"You can do whatever you like, I just want to hug you."

Uncertain whether it was permission or invitation, it sounded like Hill was completely giving in, letting him do as he pleased.

But Lynn isn’t like Cao Cao; he doesn’t habitually invade people’s dreams, especially since Hill’s reactions made him feel like he’s looting a corpse, making it impossible for someone like him to make a move.

"You enjoy your sleep, but if I really do something, you’ll be sleepless."

Lynn gently patted the Demon King sister in his arms, whispering softly in her ear.

Upon hearing this, the groggy Hill immediately fell into deep sleep, emitting faint breathing sounds.

Lynn looked sideways; no doubt, Hill was indeed adorable when asleep. Despite her mature appearance and lazy temperament, she seemed particularly cute and innocent, like a clingy kitten at home.

If Gugi and Little Flower could transform into cat girls, their sleeping posture would probably be like this.

Perhaps it’s similar to how yawning is contagious, hugging the soundly sleeping Hill made Lynn’s eyelids start drooping too.

I should nap a bit too...

Lynn closed his eyes.

...

Then he woke up after a nap, and it was already dark.

When Lynn groggily climbed out of bed, Hill sister was nowhere to be seen, leaving only her lingering scent.

After getting up and dressing, he noticed the sky outside was already quite dim.

He had slept through three meals, no wonder he felt hungry.

Cautiously putting on his mask, Lynn opened the door to find an unexpected demon outside.

"You’re awake?"

Ilya stood at the bedroom door like a loyal guardian, but even someone as esteemed as the Demon Emperor shouldn’t have Proud Demon King acting as a guard.

Fortunately, it was the stoic Ilya; if it was the brat, she’d definitely follow "you’re awake" with "the surgery was successful, we’re sisters now".

"What are you doing here? Are the affairs of the Demon Realm all settled?"

Seems like until the midnight bell tonight, Ilya should be busy to her toes, so how does she have the time to visit the puppet Emperor?

"Pretty much done, those meant to come have come, those who can come have come, the rest I can’t prevent from dying."

Ilya answered indifferently, seeming unlike Phantom, who cared for her kin.

"You’re quite straightforward, more like a Demon King than the others."

Lynn applauded Ilya with a smile, showing his approval.

That’s it, if even rivers of blood can’t be accepted, then what’s the point of being a Demon King? Might as well transfer to the Light Church Court as a Holy Mother, just to manage that silly Sifrin.