(Youser: But you yourself said it wasn't much... wait, my ears...)

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"so……"

"Do you really like Illa? Hmm... I mean, the kind of liking where you want to... want to marry her?" Levelis asked, blinking her eyes just like Satan Ye.

When questioned by her mother, Satan Ye, who had been chattering incessantly about things related to Yinla, suddenly fell silent. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I don't know either."

Satan Ye didn't seem too shy about the topic... She simply looked at her mother and said very frankly, "I'm very dependent on Yinla. I feel uneasy without him... But I don't know if I'm the kind of person who wants to get married."

Very calmly, Satan Ye acknowledged his dependence and his affection... Only in front of his mother would Satan Ye speak so calmly about his inner turmoil.

In that case, Levelis understood completely.

"I see... If you don't understand your own feelings, just think about whether you'd be sad if Yimra married someone else someday..."

As she said this, Levelis hoped that Satan Ye Ming understood his own heart... Once, she had understood the same thing, understanding her own possessiveness and her love for Favignon.

Sure!

Satan answered.

"That's it, if not... eh?"

As Leiflis spoke, a look of astonishment crossed her face.

...

I meant "yes," that's correct!

As Satan Ye spoke, she revealed a fearless smile and said, "I've been thinking about how many wives Mr. Illa will have at his wedding... Anyway, there will definitely be Shilina."

"..."

Levelis: "Then...and what about you?"

Satan Ye: "I am the Demon King, Mr. Yinla's Demon King, as always!"

"?!?!?!?!"

This will shock your own mother for a hundred years!