Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Whom should I blame? Whom should I curse? Curse your love! Love and hate are no different to me, both are eternal sorrow! No! No matter where I flee, hell will follow me! Hell is myself! I may have thought of repentance, but my pitiful pride will never allow me to wag my tail and beg."

Eri listened in a daze, and subconsciously reached out a finger to gently rub her chin.

Wow... The Demon King, who only bullies me all day long, actually said something like that?

It seems highly unlikely! But then again, you never know. Maybe he only bullies you when you're younger, and is only so arrogant and domineering in front of you. He wouldn't be so arrogant and domineering towards others, especially in front of this "father"? That would be kind of cute...

Moreover, according to this account, the Demon King had seen this guy who claimed to be Goethe and Schubert? Could it have happened after he left him?

Her little head was full of questions, and her gaze toward Paradise Lost Satan held a newfound curiosity.

However, the monologue of Paradise Lost, Satan, continues.

"All hope has been utterly extinguished! He coldly watches as we are ruthlessly abandoned and eternally exiled for His new love!"

"So, farewell, hope! Farewell, fear that accompanies hope! Farewell, cheap pity! For me, all virtue has vanished! My virtue is you! Soon, this new world will know that the source of my heinous crimes lies in you!"

After he finished speaking, Paradise Lost Satan's chest heaved violently, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Really?"

Novia then touched his chin.

He immediately realized that Satan in Paradise Lost wasn't talking about the Demon King, but about himself. This was Satan's soliloquy in Paradise Lost, every word of which came from Milton's accusations in Paradise Lost. In other words, he was using the name of the "Demon King" to say everything he truly wanted to say.

This, ironically, made Novia understand the state of the Paradise Lost Satan before her.

It must have been before the punitive expedition.

Because theoretically, the version of Him that appears in Paradise Lost refers to the angels as "my invincible children."

In essence, it can be described as Paradise Lost: Satan's ambitions gradually expanded, ultimately blinding him.

So Novia's smile remained unchanged, and her tone was relaxed and cheerful: "So, that Demon King child is indeed a good-for-nothing little fellow."

Upon hearing this, Satan of Paradise Lost felt a sudden chill in his heart, realizing something was amiss.

These words sounded so familiar; wasn't this exactly the same excuse he had used to fob off Eri? Now, Novia threw them back at him verbatim.

“If he were,” Novia continued, her gaze lingering on Lost Paradise Satan’s tense, stiff face, “if he weren’t so ambitious, he wouldn’t have so many troubles. If he hadn’t been so treacherous, he wouldn’t have ended up like that. If he hadn’t been so stubborn in thinking that such behavior was servile, always looking on the darkest side, and not thinking so many unnecessary things—”

Novia paused, her smile widening, then changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, there's another very important point: when he gets married and has children in the future, please remember to let 'you' meet him too. After all, he's a junior, so he should at least let you, his 'elder,' see him, shouldn't you?"

Suddenly, Paradise Lost Satan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word, unsure how to respond.

This is also natural.

Because in the account of Paradise Lost, Satan is equivalent to the Trinity of God: himself, his daughter "Iniquity" who was born of his own mind, and "Death" who was born from the union of him and his daughter Iniquity. The original text mentions that Iniquity imagined that she could reign with her father Satan and sit on a glorious throne at his right hand.

Originally, after Satan's defeat, the mother and son "Sin" and "Death" could have stayed peacefully in the depths of hell until the day of final judgment.

However, they believed that their father, Satan, came to earth to bring them so-called happiness and glory, so they followed in his footsteps without hesitation and joined him in harming humanity.

How could he possibly openly discuss such a chaotic and immoral taboo relationship with the man before him, whom he once regarded as the sun but now considered a tyrant?

Eri Se was naturally unaware of the turbulent waves churning within the heart of Paradise Lost, Satan.

All she saw was that this silver-haired man, who claimed to be "a combination of Goethe and Schubert" and was suspected to be the father of the Demon King, suddenly changed his expression and became short of breath after Novia's seemingly ordinary, even slightly mocking, remarks. He looked terrified and could faint at any moment.

The girl already disliked Novia, always feeling that he was frivolous, cunning, and glib, a complete experienced harem scumbag, and had even seduced her grandmother. So when she saw him now driving her "demon king father" to such a miserable state, her disgust reached its peak.

"Hey! Are you ever going to stop?!" Eri said, taking a step forward and subtly shielding Paradise Lost Satan behind her. "How strange! Suddenly popping up and asking all sorts of questions, scaring everyone! The Demon King's affairs are his private matters, why are you so concerned? Stop trying to get close to him like that!"

In Eri's mind, she already secretly regarded Paradise Lost Satan as the Demon King's father, an elder similar to a future "father-in-law" or "father-in-law". Therefore, she felt that Novia's behavior at this moment was clearly deliberately making things difficult for someone she respected.

“I’m very sorry,” Erise then turned to Paradise Lost Satan beside her, her brows relaxing and her tone softening considerably. “Please ignore him. He just likes to say nonsensical things, all incoherent. I think it’s probably because he’s not very bright.”

Novia, seeing Eri's protective behavior, was not annoyed at all; instead, the smile in her eyes deepened.

"I just found it interesting, by the way..."

His gaze then fell on Paradise Lost Satan, and he suddenly changed the subject, "Goethe, it's a rare encounter, and the atmosphere is so nice, how about a small gift to suit the occasion?"

The next moment, even before Paradise Lost Satan's consciousness could fully react, his own body had already acted before his thoughts could.

He stiffly raised his hand, his fingertips tracing an obscure and incomprehensible path in the air, as if an invisible force had torn a tiny crack in the space.

A faint light flashed, and a set of neatly folded clothes appeared out of thin air in the trembling hand.

Eri was also taken aback by this sudden scene. She looked at the clothes that had appeared out of thin air, then glanced warily at the smiling but silent Novia, and then turned to the pale-faced Lost Paradise Satan. Her wariness and disgust towards Novia deepened even further.

"What are you up to now? What's the meaning of these clothes?"

Novia first nodded in satisfaction at Paradise Lost Satan, or rather, at the outfit, before turning her gaze to Eri, who looked confused and wary.

“Since ‘Goethe’ is the father of that ‘Demon King,’ he must be quite aware of his child’s preferences. This outfit might just be a gift that Demon King specially prepared for you. Why don’t you try it on?”

This is a lie; it is actually a disguised form of the concept of gluttony.

Novia's decision to have Eri wear it can be seen as an endorsement of Paradise Lost Satan's ideas, as gluttony is a perfect fit for Eri.

At the same time, Novia's last words struck Eri's heartstrings perfectly.

Is it related to...the Demon King?

Eri's gaze wavered for a moment, then fell back on the clothes with barely suppressed curiosity.

It was a classic navy blue sailor uniform with a white Kanto-style collar on top, and a plaid pleated skirt in shades of dark blue and emerald green. She also wore color-changing stockings and shiny black leather shoes, which was quite different from her usual casual black leather jacket style, but... it had a strange attraction.

"Is it really related to that guy?"

Eri's voice was lower, carrying a hint of hesitation and barely perceptible anticipation.

She glanced at Satan, whose face was calm but whose eyes were empty, as if he had tacitly agreed. This gesture strangely increased the credibility of Novia's words.

"of course."

Upon hearing this, Eri pursed her slightly dry lips, and struggled intensely for a moment.

Reason told her that something was amiss. But, in the end, that primal emotion, that desire to touch upon and relate to it, overwhelmed her deep-seated aversion to Novia and her many doubts.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and suddenly snatched the clothes from the hands of Lost Paradise Satan, hugging them tightly to her chest.

Then, he glared at Novia and said stiffly, "Well, I'll reluctantly give it a try!"

The next moment, Eri quickly added to Satan, her voice softening slightly with a hint of apology, "Um, could you please keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't talk nonsense or do anything strange? Thank you."

however,

In fact, after Erise left, Paradise Lost Satan's body suddenly turned around and was about to disappear from Novia—

"Oh, by the way, I also have a daughter..."

But before he could finish speaking, Paradise Lost Satan vanished.

As for Eri, she clutched the clothes tightly, found a fairly clean private bathroom, leaned against the cold door, took a few deep breaths, her face showing obvious reluctance, mixed with a little bit of inexplicable tension and anticipation, and began to clumsily change into the clothes that were very different from her usual style.

A moment later, Eri walked out slowly with a slightly awkward shyness and headed towards the original shoreline.

"Okay, okay."

Eri Sena's voice came through, sounding awkward and shy.

The navy blue sailor uniform top made her skin look even whiter, and the white Kanto-style collar made her look pure and lovely. Underneath the plaid pleated skirt were a pair of color-changing stockings that gradually transitioned from dark blue to light blue, with the tops clinging tightly to her thighs.

"Wow......"

Eri couldn't help but look down at herself, a look of surprise on her face.

I have to admit, this outfit is really beautiful. The cut, color scheme, and details are all exquisite and cute.

It seems that the Demon King does have a bit of an eye for choosing gifts.

"So beautiful," she murmured softly, a blush creeping onto her face. "If only... if only that Demon King could see this too."

Then, she glanced at Novia, who was smiling silently beside her, and her joy immediately diminished. She secretly pursed her lips.

Ugh, so annoying. This slick, obnoxious jerk actually saw it first... Wait, where's Goethe? Where did he go? I haven't even asked him if he's seen the Demon King yet... Sigh, never mind, just talking to this guy is unbearable. I'll just ask the urban AI about Goethe's spirit origin another day.

But speaking of which, if Goethe has silver hair, then the Demon King might also have silver hair? How unlucky, just like that guy.

"They really walk fast."

Eri sighed softly, concealing the lingering blush and melancholy on her face, and instead adopted an almost expressionless, indifferent look as she looked at Novia.

"Even though so much has happened, could you please stop following me without reason or suddenly appearing in front of me in the future?"

She stomped her foot lightly, the soles of her brand-new black leather shoes striking the hard pavement with a crisp, pleasant "tap-tap" sound, as if emphasizing something.

"To be honest, I don't really like you. And, as you may have noticed, or perhaps haven't noticed—"

“I already have someone I love, so thank you for your ‘kindness,’ but please have some self-respect.”

"After all, as far as I know, you are of the same generation as my grandmother, and you were even having a so-called 'twilight romance' with her, right? I have no intention of commenting, but—."

Eri finished speaking the last few words slowly and deliberately, her eyes icy cold.

"To treat Utsumi's granddaughter in such a way is utterly shameful."

"Please take care of yourself."

P.S.: Actually, it's the set that Eri Sei just released this year at FES (feature magazine).

574: Chitose: Eri, it's me who resembles you (5k)

Night has fallen.

The quaint Kuonji Temple residence, with its windows visible from the outside, radiates a warm glow.

Wearing new clothes, Eri followed behind Novia, her small nose slightly wrinkled, seemingly still resentful that Novia had 'tricked' her, the father of the Demon King, Satan of Paradise Lost.

However, the moment Eri entered the hall, she almost immediately sensed the unusual atmosphere.

It's so quiet.

Even though it's not exactly bustling with people, you can still hear the Sloth Angel tapping on the game console.

And at this time——

Kuonji Yuzu sat on a single sofa, sipping black tea. Kama, who suddenly seemed to have grown larger, was crossing his arms. The silver-haired girl, Melishin, who always claimed to be the strongest, leaned leisurely against the window, while the lazy angel who loved playing games was sprawled on the sofa like a dead fish... Why is there another one now?

Eri looked at the silver-haired girl eating a lollipop, puzzled.

But she still subconsciously thought that it was probably Novia who had provoked her, aside from her preconceived notions, since all four of them had focused their attention on Novia the moment they entered.

Only Youzhu glanced at it once and then stopped looking.

Eri felt that she had become familiar with this atmosphere without even realizing it. Almost reflexively, she silently mourned for Novia for a moment.

As she expected, the next moment, Kama and Melusin pounced on Novia, one on each side.

Boom!

A sound, a mixture of a human body hitting something and clothes rubbing together, could be clearly heard in the quiet living room.

in short,

Kama hugged her tightly from the front like an octopus, making a nasal "woo-woo" sound that was hard to understand, while Melusin nimbly approached from the side and hugged her neck tightly with her hands.

At the other end, Lilith crossed her arms and deftly pushed the lollipop from her left cheek to her right, making her cheeks puff out in a cute arc.

She was naturally unhappy with the two of them, but she did not take any action, only letting out a cold snort.

It was probably because Lilith made a small, unintentional eye contact with Arisu, who was calmly drinking tea.

This obvious emotional battlefield made Erise feel dizzy, so much so that she unconsciously took a small step back and subconsciously frowned.

"Just as I expected..."

Eri sighed silently to herself.

She was almost certain that this situation was another one of Novia's fault. That guy, if he wanted to be a scumbag, he should have gone somewhere else.

Just as Eri was secretly grumbling to herself, a voice with a smile rang in her ear.

"Yay! You're Eri Sei?"

Eri was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw Lilith with a friendly smile on her face. Lilith had come to her side at some point.

"Novia mentions you sometimes."

Lilith tilted her head, looking at Eri with great interest, her eyes filled with pure curiosity, the lollipop stick at the corner of her mouth swaying slightly as she spoke.

This sudden closeness caught Eri off guard.