Chapter 182
Pastel exited the doors of the Demon World Corporation. She looked around with a wary gaze.
"Assassination, none."
She saw people walking around naturally.
This many people?
"An assassin might be present!"
A person walked past on the sidewalk right in front of her holding a newspaper.
"Gasp, an assassin!"
Pastel hurriedly backed away and stuck closely to the door.
The Desk Employee behind her stared strangely, but in the face of Governor-General Pastel's personal safety, such things were unimportant.
As she stared piercingly at the pedestrian holding the newspaper, the pedestrian glanced sideways in confusion before going on their way, because they were just a passing pedestrian.
Pastel stared suspiciously at the pedestrian's back.
The probability that the person just now was an assassin was a whopping 50%.
Why 50%? Because if you count the possibility that they are and the possibility that they aren't, there are two cases, so dividing the probability in half makes it a whopping 50%.
Wow, a math genius.
Having survived the 50% survival rate, Pastel examined the sidewalk.
An old man taking a walk with a milky-white puppy passed by. The puppy stopped in front of the entrance and looked back this way. Its neatly combed fur stood out. A small tongue poked out and panted.
"Gasp."
A ferocious beast...!
Pastel stuck closely behind the door.
If a person lunged at her, her Hormone Friend could just go yap-yap! and handle it, so they did bring a beast that was hard to fight against!
It was so effective that Pastel almost talked to the Puppy Friend.
That was almost a disaster!
The puppy stared for a moment before going on its way because it was just a puppy taking a walk. Puppies need to take walks every day.
"There is no need to be that wary."
Lord Demon, who had been waiting in front of the carriage right before her nose for a while, opened his mouth.
"Assassinations basically show signs when they approach. It might be different for professionals raised by a nation like the Empire or the United Kingdom, but at the Church's level, the clumsiness of an amateur is bound to show."
When one is raised by a nation, it is easy to ignore the law and build experience, but in the private sector, most cases end up getting caught while those involved are trying to build experience. It is difficult for a professional-level expert to emerge.
Even if such a skilled person existed, assassination is not a good job for maintaining a livelihood, so he or she would quickly change to another profession. A competent assassin could easily find a normal, well-paying job.
Even as he explained it like that, his red eyes examined the surrounding pedestrians.
"Furthermore, what is important in an assassination is not missing the right moment. If the target makes up their mind and hides only in a Mansion protected by Escort Troops, there is nothing more troublesome than that. It is best to set up a solid plan and kill them before their wariness rises to that level, instead of pointlessly hoping they will luckily die by a few people disguised as pedestrians."
Vivid advice was given by a Senior who had the experience of being chased by the entire continent.
Pastel trembled.
"Then shouldn't I just hide inside the house from now on? Should I cut off all outside schedules and just stay home?!"
Maybe I should take this chance to ask Ellie and just stay in the Royal Palace!
Lord Demon chuckled.
"Not a bad idea. What you should be especially wary of is poisoning, but since poison doesn't work on you, there is no need for you to worry."
Eh?
If he immediately agreed to Pastel's 'I'm so anxious!', it was 'What Should I Say, What Should I Say'.
She had to go around outside and work, so being stuck at home was a bit of a shame. Popular Person Pastel had way too many things to do meeting up with friends, so it was difficult to do that. Also, if she didn't say hello to the sun every morning, it wouldn't feel like her daily routine was starting at all.
Pastel suddenly didn't want to follow Lord Demon's words.
It was extremely valid advice, but from the position of having to overcome an extremely invalid age gap, she felt a sudden surge of rebelliousness.
While examining the surrounding pedestrians, she stealthily stepped away from the door. Once she actually stepped away, there were fewer threatening elements than she thought.
Objectively, this was the Demon World Corporation Main Gate. It was a place that had experienced being terrorized multiple times during the exploitation of the Demon Realm. It was equipped with a security system that filtered out anyone acting suspiciously right away.
Upon closer inspection, burly agents in suits who blatantly gave off the vibe of being security guards were prowling around the sidewalk.
"Relief! Relief!"
Pastel hummed as she walked toward the carriage.
Oh.
Suddenly, a flashing thought came to mind.
Come to think of it, wasn't this a situation where a pitiful young girl got terrified, then received comfort and felt better?
This was totally romantic!
Pastel herself didn't particularly feel that way, but rationally, it seemed so for now!
Wow.
She approached right in front of Lord Demon's nose. As she got close enough to press against him, Lord Demon looked puzzled while opening the carriage door for her.
"What is it?"
Pink eyes stared up intently.
"Hmm?"
Hehe.
"I feel relieved being with Lord Demon."
Pink eyes curved beautifully.
"May I ask for an escort to the hotel, Sir?"
Lord Demon looked down at her strangely. It was a look that questioned why she was acting like this lately. Then, it changed into a look that said puberty is puberty, and he nodded.
"I was planning to do so anyway."
Lord Demon calmly offered a hand.
Pastel grabbed his hand to use as a support and hopped right into the carriage.
The carriage door closed.
"Tell me immediately if any problems arise."
Lord Demon spoke from outside, then headed for the Coachman's Seat. He had said he would drive the carriage for the time being since it would be a headache if the coachman were to be bribed.
Pastel stood perfectly still.
Pink eyes rolled around.
Then they gradually widened.
"Gasp."
The super ultra flirting didn't work.
Why?
If she had grabbed one of her Friend Friends and said the same line just now, it would have caused such a mess that it would be deemed a dangerous act failing to uphold the Popular Person's Principle?!
Pastel clutched her head.
"Whyyy?!"
If Mom had said the same line, Lord Demon would have gone poof~! and shown all sorts of reactions, but when I do it, there's no reaction at all!
"This makes no sense!"
Could it be that I have no talent for flirting?
A total disgrace as a popular person...!
Her hand hurriedly touched the carriage door. The Magic Circle engraved like a pattern glowed, creating a soundproof environment.
"Fairy of Loveee!"
As she cried out desperately, the Fairy popped out. She didn't have the talent to make Lord Demon go poof, but she did have the talent to make the Fairy pop out.
—Family-like Fairy Appearance!
The Fairy poked only her head out from the gap in the Carriage Sofa. Her gaze looked at Pastel.
—Do you have a worry about love? That's my area of expertise!
Wow, totally reliable!
"Fairy! Fairy! I'm feeling skeptical about my flirting skills. What do you think?"
It seemed her lack of experience was the problem, because she had stuck to the Flower on a Cliff Strategy as a Popular Person.
—About that.
The Fairy, with only her head poking out, pondered with a serious expression.
Then she smiled brightly.
—It will be solved if you attach a Love Amulet!
Gasp.
—This Good Fairy gave you a surprise gift and made it into two, so just attach them and see!
Is it okay to speak so lightly of a Mind Control Amulet?
"No! No!"
Pastel shook her head vigorously.
"Fairy tales say that True Love triumphs in the end! Relying on false love will only make you a Loser!"
Source: Melissa
—Is that so?
The Fairy tilted her head.
"I'm telling you it is! Don't brush it off as a joke and think about it seriously! Objectively, listening to love worries with only your head sticking out of a sofa gap is a Fairy Disqualification, I think!"
—Fairy Disqualification?! I'm a Good Fairy no matter who looks at it, so that can't happen!
The Fairy freaked out. She wriggled her body, and her upper half crawled out of the sofa gap.
And as she wriggled more, she suddenly startled, as if she had thought of something that would be a turning point for Pastel's love.
—Could it be?!
Pastel's eyes went round.
"What is it?! Was there a huge problem with my Flirting?! Did my Flirting just now make me look like I have too light an image?!"
That shouldn't happen...!
The Fairy's expression darkened.
It was a face that looked as if she had faced the greatest crisis on the Ground.
Pastel gulped dryly.
The Fairy's mouth slowly opened.
—I'm stuck.
The Fairy looked ready to cry.
—I'm stuck in the sofa...
The small upper body that had only halfway emerged from the sofa gap drooped limply.
Gasp.
That was the worst crisis in its own way.
—For a sofa, the inside is made of an iron frame. Isn't this too sturdy...?
"I changed to a sturdy carriage for Sniper Prevention, so I guess it's built like that! Please wait! I will be a wonderful Partner who saves the Fairy of Love!"
Pastel earnestly fiddled with the sofa. The fluffy sofa cushions around the Fairy were pressed down firmly. As the Fairy created space, she groaned and pulled her body out.
Exhausted in that short time, the Fairy flopped down. A drained voice muttered.
—I'm not going into sofa gaps from now on. If you hadn't called me just now and you had just gotten off the phone, I would have almost stayed up all night stuck alone...
Gasp.
The Fairy shook her head as if to shake off the terrifying possibility.
And she looked up blankly.
—What were we talking about?
"More importantly, are you okay?"
—Fairies are sturdy, so I'm okay. So what were we talking about?
"Right. What were we talking about?"
Pastel pondered together with the Fairy.
"Gasp! That's right! I said I was feeling skeptical about my flirting skills!"
—Ah, right. You said you couldn't beat True Love with a Love Amulet, right?
The Fairy crossed her arms.
—Does that mean one Love Amulet can only create false love?
After pondering for a moment, the Fairy's eyes suddenly sparkled.
—Then it's solved if you attach two!
Oh.
If one isn't enough, you just use two.
At the Super Ultra Crash Course, Pastel's ears perked up.
Tempting!