I was sitting on my throne, this time, in the true throne room, not the usual living room.
"…"
I rested my elbows on the railing, propped myself up on my cheekbones, crossed my legs, and just zoned out.
As usual, this chair was comfortable.
It did not give much in the way of comfort, but sitting in it still made me feel great.
I liked this throne so much that I sat on it whenever I passed by it, even if I had nothing else to do.
When I sat on this throne, I felt a sense of belonging, just like the feeling I felt when I crossed my arms, crossed my legs, or scratched my back.
In fact, the dungeon created my body and everything else based on the "information" that was probably stored in my soul, leading to me being born into this world.
In a sense, I was a child of a dungeon.
Well, anyway, since I have various connections with the dungeon, it would be natural for me to have a high affinity with this throne, which should be called the epicenter of this dungeon.
To use the previous analogy, this throne would be the same as my arms and legs.
–When I thought about it, this throne was also quite mysterious.
There was a throne in the ruins of a dungeon recently discovered in the western area of Demon Forest, where it was believed that the founder dragon had lived, and there was also a throne in the ghost ship dungeon.
In fact, the Rogard Empire also had a throne. Of course, it was not the grand throne in the audience hall, but one associated with the dungeon.
After finishing my exploration of the west area of the Demon Forest, I went to the Rogard Empire and looked for the throne in the adjoining room connected to Shen's former office.
It was placed in a room that had apparently been used as a library.
Perhaps that room was similar to the throne room in our dungeon, and that was where the Rogard Empire was founded.
It didn't look much like a throne room, though.
It was not as spacious as mine, and I guess it had not expanded at all since the early days.
It may have been simply unnecessary, or they couldn't do anything about it.
I had been thinking about it for a long time…but as far as I had read the remaining dungeon-related records, the dungeon in the Rogard Empire seemed to have more restrictions compared to ours.
I knew that as the dungeons were passed down from generation to generation, the number of usable features were reduced, but still, from the original features, it seems that there were not that many things that could be done.
At first, I discovered that even when they have DP, they could not produce just about anything from the DP catalog, like my DP catalog at home.
Even excluding common monsters that I have known from my previous life, the number of monsters that could be created was rather limited, the upper strength limit was also low, and the facilities that could be used to create them were also less compared to mine.
Now that I have succeeded in becoming the Demon Lord of that dungeon, the control function seemed to have been overwritten to match the standards of my dungeon, so the problem about the limited features was now solved.
However… this made me think that my dungeon might be more unique than others.
Perhaps the difference might be attributed to the difference in power that the dungeon possessed from its inception.
It was said that the Rogard Empire used to be covered in forests, but it would hardly compare to the Demon Forest and its rich amount of magic power so it probably didn't have that much magic power upon its creation.
It would have been nice to know how the ghost ship dungeon used to look like, but there were no records of that place at all, so I couldn't comment on it.
Anyway, there were always dungeon cores and throne rooms in every dungeon.
I wonder why the dungeon core and the throne room appeared as a set in the first place.
I heard that a dungeon was the "seed of the world" when you get right down to it, but did that imply that the throne room was there because the dungeon master was technically a ruler of the world?
I thought it had some significance, but it might have been because of those merry gods.
Maybe they decided to have it there because it looks cooler, or because it looked better with a throne.
The gods may have given some kind of advice to the dungeon creator, "Dominus," who was technically the creator of this world.
It was interesting, because my hypothesis seemed surprisingly right.
As I was feeling somewhat happy on my own, Layla peeked out from the kitchen and came over to me with a tray in her hand.
"Yuki-san, your snack is ready!"
"Oh! Thank you."
Today's snack was pancakes.
Layla brought the tray to me and placed it on a small table next to the throne. I stuck a fork into the pancake, which was bite-sized and easy to eat, and took a bite.
Mmm, delicious.
Next, I put my fork down and drank the tea Layla had brewed for me, which was also on the tray.
Mmm, this was delicious, as well.
To be honest, I didn't really have a sweet tooth, so if anything, I was happier with the tea than with the snack.
As an adult, I often think that tea was delicious. Not just Black Tea, but green tea as well.
I mean, the tea Layla brewed for me was seriously delicious.
When I was in a good mood, I ate and drank the sweets and tea prepared by a beautiful girl, and spent a relaxing time.
It was the most luxurious time of my life.
"Phew, that's the best food I've ever tasted, Layla, and as usual your cooking skills are excellent."
"Thank you very much. You seem to be in a daze, what are you thinking about?"
"Well, just some random stuff."
After I answered, I suddenly thought of something and grinned.
"Hmm, I'm in a good mood, but I still feel a little lacking in something. Specifically, I'm missing something on my knees. As the evil Demon Lord, I'd like to hug the body of a beautiful woman to keep me warm."
"Oh, well, shall I go get Lefi or someone?"
"No, no, I'd like to choose someone different today, specifically, I'd like to be warmed up with a very beautiful woman with beautiful white hair, beautiful horns, and a very tall and slender figure. Oops, looks like I've got someone in front of me who fits the bill."
Layla then replied with an embarrassed blush on her cheeks, "…Well, I'm not sure if I'm suitable for the conditions, but if it's Master's request, it can't be helped! Now, if you'll excuse me."
Layla sat down elegantly on my lap.
I put my hands around her torso from behind and hugged her loosely, and Layla placed her own hands on top of mine.
"Mmm…wonderful. I can fully feel the warmth, scent, and soft body of a beautiful girl. Is this heaven?"
A Demon Lord with a superbly beautiful girl in his presence. What a wonderful view, just like an evil Demon Lord.
Hahahaha, I, Yuki, the Demon Lord who does treacherous things, shall bring chaos to the world, and shall do all I could to fulfill my desires!
"Your comment sounds a bit like sexual harassment, you know…?"
"Since Layla has become my wife, I don't have to be shy about it! Of course, if you don't like the close contact, you can say you don't like it, okay?"
"…I don't like it when you say so, Yuki-san."
Layla's cheeks flushed red and her lips pouted.
Such behavior by Layla, who was the most mature looking person in our house, was outrageously cute.
I had become ridiculously attached to her already, and could not help but hug her tightly.
Layla looked lost for a moment, as if she was not used to it, and then she hesitantly leaned her body against me and put her neck on my shoulder while looking away.
"…If the other girls saw me like this, I'd be so embarrassed that my face would be on fire!"
She whispered in my ear.
The sheer comfort of her voice gave me the creeps, and she seemed to have noticed this because of our proximity.
With a somewhat amused smile, Layla continued her words.
"Since we are here, shall I continue showing my affection for my master?"
"Hohou. That's a good idea. If an Evil Demon Lord has a beautiful woman in his presence, that woman should be doing so!"
"Fufufu, yes. I'll do my best to be a bad girl worthy of a husband who is good to people, takes good care of them, loves all of his wives, and is kind to his children."
Saying this, Layla leaned in close to me.
She touched my chin and kissed me lightly on the cheek, then slowly, eagerly, and carefully ran her tongue along my cheek, as if to show her adoration for me.
The sensual sound of sticky saliva.
Sweet, hot breath.
Her hand, the opposite of the hand touching my chin, was also held by my hand, and our fingers were intertwined.
"Oh, Yuki. Despite being an Evil Demon Lord, I didn't expect your heart to beat so fast, huh?"
"…No, no, even an Evil Demon Lord won't be able to keep a normal heart rate when you do this…"
"Is that so? Then we must train you to become more like an actual Evil Demon Lord, right?
"…I'm sorry, please be gentle with me."
Layla smiled a bewitchingly beautiful smile.
Incidentally, Lefi secretly saw the whole exchange, grinning later and saying, "Well, I'm glad you two are getting along so well," to which Layla blushed bright red, and it was really the cutest thing I've ever seen.