Back to Earth
After returning to the Yuki household, Kanon found Zastin awake, sitting on the living room sofa as if he had been waiting all along.
"I have been waiting," Zastin said, straightening his posture. His gaze swept across the group, lingering on Kanon. With a solemn nod, he placed his right hand over his chest and bowed. "Allow me to begin with a formal apology. I regret my previous conduct and behaviour."
The knightly gesture carried significance, and the room fell silent.
"Now then, with the apology out of the way…" Zastin's eyes shifted to Lala, then back to Kanon.
Lala tightened her grip on Kanon's arm; her expression was tinged with worry. Mikan, cautious, moved closer to Kanon as well.
Zastin studied Kanon carefully before speaking. "It seems you have made up your mind." Rising to his feet, he stepped forward with a nod of approval. "Princess Lala, you should now proceed with the official Devilukian engagement ritual. I will act as a witness and inform the King myself."
Lala's eyes widened, her grip loosening. "Zastin… does that mean you approve?" Her voice carried hope.
"Yes," Zastin replied firmly. "He has demonstrated exceptional strength and combat skills. Moreover, his personality is admirable—humble, though with room for growth. These qualities alone make him stand out among other candidates. I was worried he might be exploiting you, so I tested him. But it appears my doubts were unfounded. I should not have questioned your judgment."
Relief washed over Lala's face. "Zastin, thank you." Her smile was radiant, and Mikan visibly relaxed.
"Now then, shall we begin?" Zastin's gaze fixed on Kanon. "Groom-to-be, let us start the ritual."
"..."
"Right now?" Kanon glanced at the clock. "It's 10 pm. Why not wait until morning? And… what ritual are you talking about?"
Zastin opened his mouth, but Lala interrupted with a mischievous smile. "No need to worry. Kanon already completed the ritual properly, in the traditional Devilukian way."
Zastin blinked. "Oh? I didn't know Earthlings practised our engagement ceremony."
Kanon frowned. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
Lala's cheeks flushed as she explained, "You remember when I was teleported here? You grabbed my breast and looked me in the eye."
Kanon froze. "…Yeah?" Then realisation hit him. "Wait—why are you bringing that up now?!"
"I can never forget that moment," Lala said, her voice gentle yet shy. "You pressed my breasts and gazed passionately into my eyes."
"Don't say it out loud!" Kanon quickly covered her mouth, his face burning red.
Mikan grinned, unable to resist. "Wow, Kanon. The first thing you do when meeting a beauty like Lala is grab her breasts? Puberty really hit you hard."
Zastin, unfazed, nodded in approval. "Yes, that is precisely the Devilukian way of proposing. With this, I officially declare you two engaged."
Both Kanon and Mikan stared at him in disbelief. "That's it? The engagement is over?"
Kanon could only laugh nervously at the absurdity.
"Kanon, I'm so happy right now," Lala said, hugging him tightly.
"Princess Lala, I must take my leave to inform the King of this joyous news," Zastin announced.
"Tell Daddy to reject all the other candidates," Lala said eagerly.
"I will," Zastin promised. He turned to leave but paused at the doorway. "Groom-to-be, do you know where my two underlings are? I sent them to find Princess Lala, but they vanished."
Mikan tilted her head. "Two men in black suits with dark glasses?"
"Yes, that's them."
Both Lala and Mikan looked at Kanon.
"…"
"Follow me."
Kanon led Zastin to his room, where the two men were still bound and gagged. Once freed, they immediately bowed. "Sir, we failed to capture the Princess. We apologise."
Zastin waved it off. "No matter. That is irrelevant now. Princess Lala is officially engaged to this man." He pointed at Kanon.
The men turned to Kanon, bowing deeply. "We apologise for our earlier disrespect, sir!"
Kanon sighed, noticing their nervous sweat. "It's fine. You were just doing your job. I don't hold it against you." He wasn't some young master to hold grudges against those who were just doing their job.
Both of them relaxed their shoulders in relief. They had met several of Princess Lala's fiancé candidates, who sometimes came to see her, and their experiences with some of them hadn't been positive. Each candidate had a unique personality, but a few stood out for their especially unpleasant behaviour. So, they were quite happy to see that their princess had chosen someone like Kanon.
"Thank you for your magnanimity, sir."
Zastin smiled in satisfaction. He was pleased to see Kanon's behaviour toward his subordinates. "Now then, Groom-to-be, we must take our leave."
"Just call me Kanon. No need for formality all the time."
Zastin nodded. "Very well, Kanon." With that, he and his men left, bringing peace to the household as the day finally ended.
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Next day…
Kanon stirred from his sleep, only to feel something soft pressed against his face and something warm wrapped tightly around his neck.
[Was someone hugging him?]
Blinking himself awake, he shifted slightly—and froze. Two round, unmistakable shapes filled his vision.
"Wha—?!" His mind jolted awake as if a surge of electricity had hit him.
Looking up, he saw Lala sleeping peacefully under his blanket, her breathing slow and gentle.
[Wait… how did she get here?]
He remembered last night—Lala wanted to sleep in his bed, but Mikan firmly refused, dragging her away while Lala showed a disappointed pout. So how…
[Did she sneak in?] His eyes widened further.
[Wait… she's naked?!]
Kanon's gaze lingered despite himself. Her innocent sleeping face contrasted dangerously with her alluring curves—a beauty so captivating it felt like a direct assault on his mind. For a moment, he nearly lost himself in her charm.
Sweat trickled down his forehead as he snapped out of it. [Is she a succubus or what?] Thankfully, his Skill:
He tried to move, but Lala instinctively tightened her grip, pressing his head firmly against her chest.
"Mmmnnnh~" she murmured, nestling closer.
Kanon winced. "Lala? Hey, can you let go, please?"
Instead of loosening, her grip only tightened, almost choking him.
"Five more minutes…" she mumbled sleepily.
Kanon sighed, glancing at the clock—6:30 AM. His usual wake-up time. But trapped as he was, he had no choice but to wait.
[Might as well enjoy this], he thought.
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7:00 AM
Half an hour later, she still hadn't stirred. Kanon tapped her shoulder. "Lala, wake up. It's morning already."
"Five more minutes…" she groaned again.
"Hey, you said that before! I've got school to go to!" He tried prying himself free, but her grip was unyielding. Even when he applied force, she didn't budge.
Kanon's eyes narrowed. [She's… this strong?] He hadn't gone all out, but even so, her raw strength seemed to rival his own.
[Did she even need my help last night?] He shook the thought away. More pressing was how to escape.
Just then, movement drew his eye. Peke, the doll-like creature, was awake and observed their tangled state.
"Peke! Help me out; she won't let go!" he asked for help.
"I'm sorry, Master Kanon," Peke said apologetically. "Princess Lala has been running nonstop since running from home. She didn't show it then, but she must be really exhausted. In your arms, she likely feels comfort and safety."
Kanon groaned. "Great. So, I'm stuck here." His mood was in conflict between wanting to stay and wanting to leave, but the longer he remained in her arms, the more he desired to stay there.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door. Mikan's voice called out. "Kanon? Do you know where Lala is?"
The door opened—and Mikan froze at the sight.
"…"
"Seriously, Kanon. Can't you keep your hands to yourself?" Her tone was sharp, like a scolding mother. "I know you're at that age, and newly engaged, but—"
"I didn't do anything!" Kanon protested desperately. "She came to my room by herself."
"Whatever. Get ready, or you'll be late." She closed the door in a dismissive tone without listening to him any further.
Kanon slumped. [Why does this always happen to me…?]
Hearing all the noise, Lala finally awakened.
"Mmmh… why is it so noisy?" Lala stirred, rubbing her eyes adorably. She blinked at Kanon, then smiled warmly. "Good morning, Kanon."
"Morning, LAlaaa…" He immediately forced himself to look away, taking deep breaths to calm down.
[What the hell?!] Currently, naked Lala's every gesture exuded such sex appeal that his body began to react on its own.
[Deep breaths, calm down. We are just engaged; don't lose your sanity and act like a beast.]
"Lala, can you… get dressed, please?" His voice cracked under the strain.
"Hmm… okay~" She glanced at Peke.
With a flash of light, her alien dress reappeared, hugging her figure tightly. Even when clothed, her curves were impossible to ignore.
Kanon exhaled. [I need to buy her proper clothes…] He nodded that down in his mind.
"Come on, Kanon," Lala said cheerfully, tugging his hand. "Mikan called us for breakfast."
He let himself be pulled along, a small smile forming despite everything.
[Guess my peaceful life is over… but maybe it's not so bad.]
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Chapter end
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