"So, what category does Aya fall into?"
Hearing the Envious Demon King categorize all the sisters but leaving herself out, Lynn laughed while holding Sister Liss and asked.
"Me? You guess."
Aya raised an eyebrow playfully, crossed her arms, lifting two perfect curves, and responded with a smile.
"Isn't it simple, in the future I'll appoint all six of them as Imperial Consorts, and then make you the accompanying dowry... Ouch, just joking, just joking, how could that be possible..."
Lynn, trying to get closer to the unfamiliar Envious Demon King, decided to tease her a bit. He didn't expect to poke her sore spot as soon as he spoke, making Aya so annoyed that she pounced on him and pinched the flesh on his waist.
Is your envy akin to that of a jealous wife? But you're not the first wife either...
Lynn cautiously pried Aya's pinching hands away, feeling that the Envious Demon King's hands were exceptionally soft and smooth, indeed a born beauty of the Human... Demon Realm.
