[18+] my big sister is a demon lord | 我的姐姐是個大魔王

Walk | 散步 | さんぽ

"Did you have fun, little brother? ♡"

"Sure did," I dived into the soft and fluffy futon with a poof. "Wah~ this feels amazing. The outside isn't as dangerous as I thought it would be."

Mochi led us to a luxurious suite that resembled similarly to a Ryokan — a traditional Japanese Inn. Inside our room, the flooring was tatami and the entrances were sliding doors. On the side, a balcony door seemed to lead down into a private garden.

"Tai is currently one of the safest capital in the world," Amae sat beside me. "The other regions are not as prosperous and well protected by its authority."

"So you're only showing me the good parts of the world?" I teased playfully, "That's not like you, big sister. I thought you were strong enough to protect me."

Amae placed her finger below my chin and pulled me into her gaze. In a swift motion, I was locked inside her loving embrace, with her black feathery wings sprouting magnificently. Inches away from my face was a beautiful, strong woman who looked as sweet as honey, her eyes glazed over me with the utmost passion.

"I will not allow the slightest possibility of danger to befall on my precious little brother."

It was a simple statement backed with an ironclad will. My heart fluttered as I felt captivated by her protective presence. It truly felt that nothing will be able to hurt me, especially with a mighty demon lord by my side.

Wah~ S-She's so cool...!

I guess dominant girls are my weaknesses.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I rose from the futon and tugged on Amae's hand, pulling her along with me.

"Can we go for a walk, big sister?"

♦ ♦ ♦

A vast field came into view as we walked down the wooden staircase. It was larger than I expected, extending across the horizon as far as the eye can see. Plants resembled tiny lightbulbs dotted across the pasture, emitting a soft warm glow which shined like fireflies. This must be the perfect romantic date spot.

"What are these?" I studied the pulsating flowers that seemed to be bustling with life.

"Photinus pyralis."

Amae tapped the top gently. Once her finger came into contact, the light inside twinkled. Soon enough, the other plants followed through, as if they were all magically interconnected and a beautiful light wave rippled across the field like a grand melodic performance.

"Woah, that was so beautiful!"

"Their meaning in floriography is romantic as well."

"Floriography?"