Kirise 霧瀬

Beelzebub takes a strand of the Reader’s hair in his hand.

“Your hair’s grown, hasn’t it?”

The Reader replies, “Really?” It’s true that since coming to the Demon Realm, she’s had more opportunities to tie her hair up, and Asmo is always messing with it.

Beelzebub combs through the Reader’s hair, twirling it playfully.

It feels a little ticklish, so the Reader calls out his name, “Beel.”

“What?”

When the Reader says it’s ticklish, he replies,

“But you let Asmodeus play with it. And Lucifer and the others, too.”

“They were stroking your head,” he adds.

When she asked, “Are you jealous, by any chance?”

“Maybe,”

he said, his ears turning red as he pouted slightly.

Baal, you’re so cute.

Seeing the Reader smile like that, Beelzebub seemed relieved and leaned against her shoulder.

ベルゼブブはReaderの髪を手に取る。

「髪、伸びたな」

Readerはそう？と返す。確かに魔界に来てしばらくして、髪を結ぶ機会が増えたし、アスモに髪をいじられるなんてしょっちゅうだ。

ベルゼブブはReaderの髪を梳いて、くるくる弄んでいる。

それがなんだかくすぐったくて、Readerはベールと名前を呼んだ。

「なんだ？」

くすぐったいからと言うと、彼は

「でもアスモにはいじらせてた。それにルシファーたちも。」

おまえの頭を撫でてた と続ける。

もしかして嫉妬？と聞くと、

「そうかもな」

少し拗ねながら耳を赤くして言う。

ベール、かわいい。