demon girl～a tale of a lax demon

chapter3

This is bad….Lately, that was all I had been saying to myself.

　Not out loud of course. I couldn’t make any words in the first place. I gave a go at using my voice, however,

「…Uh~, ah~」

　That was how I sounded like. It was nothing to be confused about though. Right now I was a 『human』 baby that still hadn’t grown any tooth, and couldn’t even coordinate my tongue and mouth properly.

「My! How adorable. Yuru-sama, what ever is the matter?」

　Upon hearing me making a sound, a nee-san wearing a maid uniform came over and cooed over me with a remarkably tender expression.

　Well, babies were cute after all…. But you know, even if you ask a baby such questions, there’s no way it could answer.

　Still, 『Yuru-sama』….I was aware that the nickname 『Yuru』 came from my name Yurushia, but as a demon, I couldn’t help but feel more of a connection to my established 『name』.

　Well, that was fine. It wasn’t good, but I would endure.

　But the nickname Yuru reminded me of something. It made me think of a 『yurukyara』 that gave off a loose impression.

　Now then….2 months had passed since the time I was born, and I’ve noticed some various things.

　It appears that I, Yurushia, was born to a rather splendid household.

　The ceiling of my room that I saw every day was adorned with ornaments, and the several maids in waiting were all beauties.

　Being addressed as 『Yuru-sama』 by one of those beautiful nee-sans, made it clear that I was an ojou-sama.(girl of high standing)

　……Hm?　I was a girl right?　Becoming a little anxious, I rubbed my legs together. I didn’t feel anything like that “thing”, which was a little relieving.

　At first there was the question of whether I could properly act like a baby…but my mind was influenced by my infant body. When I wasn’t focused, I would cry involuntarily and spontaneously cause leakages.

　There was also the issue of language. It most likely wasn’t english. How exactly was I able to understand this language I hadn’t heard of before? It may possibly be the ability of a demon.

　Thinking back carefully, in the beginning the dark beast’s words had sounded like the growling of a regular animal too.

　But I wanted to learn it if possible.

　Being able to hear, but not read and write was a pain.

　There was also the matter of food. My current staple food was breast milk.

　It wasn’t very tasty…..Although okaa-san(mother) and two other people who seemed to be wet nurses let me drink their milk, I didn’t have much of an appetite.

　But if I drank too little then okaa-san would worry, so I forced myself to drink. …..It’s tough.

　Now then, this was the biggest question.

　Am I, a human? Or was I a demon…?

　The number of humans that I got to see in person amounted to five. Okaa-san, the wet nurse Trufi, and lastly, the three maids who took care of me, Vio, Fer and Min. …..Mm?　I felt like I’d heard of those three names before….(biofermin）

　It was likely that I mixed up their real names and nicknames, but in my present condition there was no way of confirming it.

　There probably other people such as the chef, but I’ve yet to see someone among the people of this home that seemed capable of using summoning magic.