824 True demon 4yr

Translator: imperfectluckEditor: vb24

Koutarou saw light amongst the darkness.
He slowly opened his eyes, only to see an unfamiliar ceiling.
He then looked around, and instantly saw a beautiful woman who wore extravagant bright red clothing.
She was currently sitting on the floor. Her long and silken soft black hair reached all the way to the ground. Her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful, to the point where the coal seller lacked words to adequately describe it.
When she noticed his attention on her, her cold and clear gaze met Koutarou's, causing him to hold his breath without realizing it.
"You're awake," she spoke in a gentle tone. "How do you feel?"
Koutarou returned to his senses and was able to breathe again. He reflexively looked downward, avoiding looking at her face—this was because he instinctively felt that someone as lowborn as himself looking upon such a beauty would be a type of desecration.
"Good… very good…"
Koutarou forced himself to somehow reply. He then immediately remembered what just hap