"Talking"
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[Author Notes]
Actions or onomatopoeia
A few kilometers away from the village of Carne
Sesshōmaru's POV
After subduing the mages and sending them to the Kingdom of Light—more accurately, the Underworld—Ainz is carrying me back to Carne Village. Albedo walks quietly behind us. The silence is deep… until I glance at Ainz's face.
(His red irises... gone.)
Ainz suddenly stops.
"Satoru, are you—"
Ainz: quietly "Why did you do it…? Why save me?"
I meet his gaze. He stares at the blood on my robes, and a flicker of something—fear? regret?—moves in his eyes.
"I protected you not because of duty, but because I could not stand idly by when I had the strength to prevent your harm."
Ainz steps forward, embracing me tightly. His skeletal brow presses gently to my chest.
Ainz: "You're always protecting me, Sensei…"
(Sensei? When had I earned such a title from him? I was young—just come of age—when I entered Yggdrasil. But my intellect had earned me certain freedoms. "Learn a civilization's language, and you may one day rule it." If I hadn't studied human customs… I'd never have understood the weight of that word.)
"I didn't mean to act recklessly. Wait—Satoru?!"
He is… crying.
Ainz: "Don't do that again. If we lost you… I…"
I return the embrace, voice gentle.
"I won't abandon you again. You have my word."
Ainz: "Thank you… and, uh… sorry about your robes."
I glance down.
"These holes in my kimono…! I just had this cleansed at a spiritual shrine!"
Ainz snorts and starts laughing. We resume walking. But behind us, I hear a whisper.
Albedo: sotto voce "So dignified… so noble… Lord Sesshōmaru is… perfection… giggles dreamily"
Ainz: "Hmmm? Did you say something?"
Albedo: "Nothing, my lord. But Sesshōmaru—why spare that human soldier? And that relic? You gave him something priceless."
(She doesn't understand… charming, in a way.)
Ainz: (Wasn't that just a low-tier lottery item…?)
Albedo: "Also, why didn't you let me protect Ainz? I am your devoted shield. Watching you wounded—it nearly broke me…"
Ainz: "Indeed. My robes have tenth-tier resistance enchantments. The light spell may have hurt me—but your injuries were… unnecessary."
"I understand. Albedo… I gave that relic to the soldier because he may one day become worthy. I wished to show mercy, not dominance. And you—" softly touches her cheek "—are one of my consorts. I could not bear to lose you."
I draw her into a deep, slow kiss. Her lips are soft, yielding. The moment deepens—my demonic instincts awaken.
Her moans heighten, and armor vanishes as if banished by will alone.
Albedo: "Mmm… yesss, my lord… ❤️"
My fingers wander—first to her waist, then lower, stroking her with increasing fervor. Her body trembles beneath my touch. My other hand cups her chest, thumb brushing hardened peaks.
The moment lasts ten minutes, but stretches eternal.
Ahem. Ainz's cough breaks the trance.
Ainz: "Sesshōmaru… when your audience with the king ends, act freely. Rest. Gather intelligence. I will work… from the shadows."
(Ninya… I will find the truth.)
"Understood, Lord Ainz. I will not fail."
Timeskip – Location: Throne Room, Nazarick
I stand at Ainz's right hand.
Ainz: "I regret leaving the Tomb alone. There are things to explain—but first…"
He lifts the Momonga banner.
"Greater Break Item!"
The emblem burns. Shock runs through the Guardians. I kneel silently.
Ainz: "I have taken a new name. From this moment—I am AINZ OOAL GOWN. If any object, speak."
Albedo: "We live for your name, my lord!"
Guardians: "GLORY TO AINZ OOAL GOWN! ALL HAIL!"
Shalltear: "Utterly devoted—without hesitation."
Aura and Mare: "To the strongest of all!"
Demiurge: "Let the world tremble before your greatness!"
Cocytus: "You are our true king—above all others!"
"And as your vassal—I will ensure your legacy endures beyond time!"
Albedo: "All hail the Overlord! The Death God incarnate!"
Ainz: slams staff to the floor "MAKE THE NAME AINZ OOAL GOWN A LEGEND!"
(The world will kneel—my master's legacy will be immortal.)
Cheers rise. I vanish into mist.
One Hour Later – Nazarick's Throne Room
I have taken a new shape—hidden, watching.
Albedo: "Demiurge. What did the lords say to you?"
Demiurge: "That night… Lord Ainz looked to the stars and said, 'Jewels in the void—I shall claim them all.' Sesshōmaru replied, 'Then conquest shall be our joy.'"
Albedo: booming "Let this be our sacred charge! We will reshape the world in their image!"
The Guardians roar their approval.
{Vocal Concealment. Vocal Echo. Shape Shift.}
(Let this illusion hold…)
"So… you would fulfill our master's dream?"
Albedo: "Show yourself! Who dares—?!"
"As you command…"
Smoke rises. Flames swirl. Black lightning crashes. I appear.
Albedo: "Name yourself!"
"I am Jaken, Steward of the Western Lands, emissary of Lord Sesshōmaru."
Demiurge: "You were sent by Lord Sesshōmaru himself?!"
"I serve only him. Henceforth, all directives go through Lord Sesshōmaru. Our master demands precision."
Albedo: "Understood, Jaken. May your wisdom guide us."
I bow deeply.
"Phase One: Complete."
I vanish, returning to my true master's side.
[Next chapter includes further intrigue, political moves, and, yes—more sizzling moments. Stay tuned!]