was human.

Showing my face to the world was something that I’d known I was going to end up doing from the start.
It was unavoidable.
I simply couldn’t stay anonymous if I was going to marry someone as important as the hero.
That was why I was planning on tearing my mask off eventually anyway. Just… not like this.
But oh well, whatever.

I knew that my opinion wasn’t exactly all that relevant given the circumstances, but I felt as if I’d made enough of a name for myself already anyway.
That is, Wye, the mysterious masked man who worked to resolve the incident plaguing the capital, had earned enough of a reputation to be a topic worth discussing, even without his mask. Especially since he’s gonna marry the hero.
Here’s to hoping it’ll actually alleviate some of the pressure they’d otherwise put on her.
I mean, it should.
Losing the mask has gotta be some decent incentive for them to try to start figuring out who I am, you know, so they can skip the whole chasing random leads step.
Tl;dr I’m using myself as a lure.
Come on guys, this is some high quality, demon lord tier bait.
All you gotta do is bite.

“I suppose it’s fine if you intended it.
But I do have to ask again.
Are you really sure that this is alright? The moment the people uncover the fact that you are a demon lord is the moment they will stop blessing your union and cursing Nell as a fallen hero who betrayed her people.
She’ll be extradited from human society and never allowed to return.”

“It’s okay, Sir Raylow,” said Nell.
“I’ll just move in with Yuki if that happens.”

I had wanted to open my mouth to reassure him, but Nell cut me off before I could.

“As a man dedicated to Allysia’s service, I would very much prefer to avoid that eventuality,” he said.
“But I guess there’s nothing we can do.
I can see you’ve already made up your mind.”
“I have, but I still want to keep being a hero for as long as I can,” she said.
“But one day, I’ll go with him.
I’ll start living with this dumb, careless, meanie and deal with all his silly pranks.”
“Uhm… Nell, look, I know you’re still mad at me, but replacing a bunch of would-be compliments with insults isn’t really going to get us anywhere.”
“I’m not mad at all,” she huffed.
“Unlike you, I’m too mature to hold a grudge.”
“Well, uhm… then why’ve you been digging your elbow into my ribs? Because I’m not really sure if it’s just me, but I’m starting to feel as if there’s a liiiitle bit of a discrepancy between what you’re saying and how you’re acting,” I said in a cautious, non-confrontational tone.
“It’s clearly just your imagination.”

Ah, yes.
Clearly.
Imagination.
This is just phantom pain, and I’m just hallucinating.
Guess my sense of touch must just be broken or something.
Yeah, that. Her assault was executed with such pinpoint accuracy that it somehow managed to worm its way through my defenses and actually hurt.
And quite a bit at that.

I awkwardly laughed off her shenanigans before turning back to the governor.

“Anyway, I’m confident I won’t be found out, and I’ve got no intention of shitting in my own soup, so don’t worry.
I’ll have this whole human thing down pat.
Hell, I’ll act so human that other humans’ll start copying me just to be more human.”
“…I’m not quite sure I understand what you’re going on about, but are you sure? I’m starting to suspect your confidence may be a bit… unfounded.”
“That just means you’ve finally come to understand him,” said Nell.

Wow… And here I was thinking that they’d probably trust me.
Is this just ‘cause they only ever see me dick around? Yeah, probably is.
I mean, I can’t really say they’re wrong.
They’ve got way more than enough evidence to pretty much ace pinning the tail on the donkey.
But I swear, it’s not my fault.
That’s just how we demon lords are! So how about you guys chill out and cut me some slack?

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