This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall!



"Can you please stop?"

"Stop what?"

"Stop, what you are doing, man."

I tilted my head to the side at Albert's words. We were currently in the largest in all of the North East, the land of a place that was surprisingly also a dungeon city. The dungeon opened us up to a much faster way of travel between the North East and the South East, which made it convenient.

It was ruled by a tyrant first that captured everyone who stepped there. That was how this place got its reputation as a hell hole that no adventurer could conquer. It just didn't attract enough attention to have any Orichalcum rank take it on, the Adamantium one's lost frequently.

It was safe to say that all of my teammates were at the Adamantium level at the least, except the quarter of Mandom, Mandom, Asahi, and Mohawk, who were easily at the silver level.

Not bad.

Still, I didn't understand what exactly this guy wanted.

"What am I doing?" I asked Albert once more.

"This! This thing!"

I was just sitting peacefully chowing down on some meat, what did he want?

"Are you like, pushing some new vegan diet on me? I am a demon, I could care less."

"No! This! This thing where you're happy about the war ending!" Albert waved his hands in frustration.

"I did thank you, right? I'll say it again, no problems. Thanks a lot, Albert. You made my life easier. I now have time to go back to Apollon before moving down to hell!"

"NO! But you planned for this thing to be 29 days long!!"

"And it ended in 19! It's a success like none other!"

"FUCK YOU! I only did all this to see you irked you fucker!"

"SHUSH!"

The door to the room swung open and stepped in Luka.

"Keep it low, what the fuck!?"

"Tell him, Luka."

Luka swiftly slid into the room, sat down next to me, and started pining into my meat.

Rude much?

"Look, look, I thought you were gonna cry about this and throw a tantrum about not getting things according to your historical war plan."

"I realize I may have been, immature? In the past? But I have grown up now and I would sincerely like to apologize for my mistake—"

"NOOOO!!"

Albert screamed once more.

"Now you make me seem like the bad guy! Fuck you! FUCK. YOU."

Of course, I was doing this on purpose. How dare this bitch ruin my perfect history?

I was never going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me rage and seethe. Never.

I grinned and looked down, and half of my food was gone.

My eyes turned over to the food thief who was smiling brightly at me.

"Fuck you here for?"

Fucking bitch stole my fucking food.

Did he not know he should not get a human's ire about food? And I was a demon. This was my sustenance, I lived on this.

"I bet you're thinking something stupid."

"Stop reading minds my darling chuunibyou."

"Right, chuunibyou reminds me," Luka spoke, his mouth full. "I was here for a reason."

ah.

Ahhh!

I see. I see it all now.

This fucker was doing to me what I was doing to Albert. Sorry man, you're not winning today. I just won a war, and I, am on, a fucking roll.

"Speak, no problems at all."

"Bathym's here. You can go meet that demon we captured."

Haaaaah.

No raging.

No need for it at all.

I smiled, stood up, snapped my hands clean, and stepped out of the room.

"Get ready to go back y'all," I said. "I'll be making a quick trip to hell, and then we'll be continuing this, um, conquest of ours."

As soon as I could. Before I had to meet with Kai. I was going to take over all three realms and if possible, even Alfheim.

Though that would be more like convincing a person, Titania still wanted Alfheim for herself.

The time before the Walpurgisnacht was exactly 13 days.

Twenty days had passed since the war of the East Unification.

A power just as big as the Atreus Empire had risen in the world.

***

In the cellars of the palace that we were all in, I met with the long white-robed demon lord who had sworn fealty to me. With him was the second and the first whip of the Dark Moon.

"My liege!" He called out to me with a bright wave.

"Bathym, have you been well?"

"I have been splendid, my liege. I congratulate you on becoming the lord of the East."

Please. I had almost no match right now. Neither anyone in Schwarz nor more than half of the Empire could say anything to me. I even had their princesses in my hand just in case, though I was planning to keep one of those princesses' hands forever, maybe add two cute little hands more and have a happy little hand assemblage out in Deep Down Town.

Oh my.

Did I want kids?

Maybe. I didn't know. Now wasn't the time.

Even Pinot on the far west was on our side, and also the confederacy in the form of Luka and Adelia and Irina. Right now, I could be called one of the de-facto rulers of the place barring the lands of the Holy Church. The enormous theocracy.

"We congratulate you too, Lord Dark Moon!"

"Glory to the Dark Moon."

"Sure, sure."

"The prisoner should be in here, Lord Dark Moon."

I nodded at the second whip's words and Bathym and I walked over. Past the dark cellars where lamps lit up a tint of orange and spiders and moss warred for dominance, in the cage beyond all, was a single demon with two large horns tied up against the wall.

Its fangs sharp, its eyes glaring.

As soon as we saw it, I removed the spirits and Bathym undid the effects of his drugs.

The demon with brown skin and the legs of a horse slowly looked up.

Its eyes widened.

"MMMF!"

"Sitri…" Bathym spoke.

I snapped my fingers and removed its, no, her gag with my psychokinesis.

She sighed and glared at us.

"BATHYM!!"

"Woah, woah!" I waved my hands. "Easy there, miss. What's the deal?"

"And who are you? You seem like an upper demon lord! Why are you assisting these humans? Bathym, you! Explain!"

"Relax, this here is Demon Lord Eugene, my liege."

"Liege?" Sitri's voice cracked as she laughed. A centaur, her legs quaked in laughter as she let out a chuckle. "Fuck you mean liege? It's sad to see a demon lord work under another."

"Such is life," I said. "Now then, what are YOU doing in the Mortal Realm?"

Sitri eyed us well.

She seemed to recall that we had a disguise on when we entered this place.

A chuckle left her.

"You demon lords, you are here living on Earth too, right?"

I looked at Bathym and he shook his head.

There was no one else who stepped out like him. Then…

"The demons have all gathered. These fucking humans and gods, not only have they tarnished our name completely to increase their strength, but they are also coming into our world and depriving us of what little we have. Dantalian was fucking killed by a human, even the old man was beaten up! And they won't stop there."

She looked rather fiery.

"Join us, you two too. We're going to take over the Mortal Realm. There are already 30 Demon Lords on our side."

Well. Well. Well.

"Everything will change on this Walpurgis! We'll finally live where we belong. No more suffering in that hell. You are here because you know it too, right?"

It seemed.

"We might have to move up our plans, Bathym."

"So it seems, my liege. Will thirty subordinating Demon Lords be enough?"

"I guess so?"

They were already doing what I was planning to do.

Demons.

Did have to take over the Mortal Realm. Either on their own or under my rule.

And they were not doing it on their own.

"Let's go to Hell. One last time."

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[A/N: Thank you veryyyyy much for reading volume 6 of This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall. I have had a lot of doubts while writing this volume. Performance has been so low that I am tempted to give up. But I can't express enough appreciation for all of you who are still reading. And I will not be giving up at all. I realize the story may have been pretty trash compared to other stuff here, but if I am writing it anyway I'd much rather do all I can to make it at least good.

That said. The next Volume begins soon and is going to take you on a good ride. I'll be doing my best with not every chapter, not every arc, not every line, but with every single word to make this even a little bit better for all of you who are still reading.

I'll see you soon.

Lots of Love, lol,

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