Chapter 1: The Snore in Darkness

“Grrr… Pffft…”

In a space where all light was blocked, a snoring that could be compared to that of a pig being slaughtered vibrated through the darkness.

Though it was too dark for anyone to see, the bulging green belly, protruding like a potbelly, rhythmically puffed up and shrank with the beat of the snoring.

“Crrrunch! Crunch!”

Along with the snoring began the grinding of teeth. Truly, the symphony of sleep disorders was making its presence felt in a space blanketed by darkness.

This was the owner of the heinous act, Pee-Pee.

How much had Pee-Pee suffered from being tied to Yuri until now?

“Oh Yuri the Evil, you are truly the villainess! Hmph…”

For over a week, Pee-Pee had been thoroughly deprived of the desire to sleep until now.

During that time, Pee-Pee had to endure all sorts of hardships as Yuri’s housekeeper.

From cleaning to lovingly scrubbing the hallways like a diligent maid.

Pee-Pee held out with open eyes until the sous-vide cooking was finished at dawn. Surely, if Pee-Pee waited quietly during that dawn, it would be bearable.

But Yuri wasn’t satisfied with just that little measure. Forcing Pee-Pee to peel onions and garlic with sewn-up eyelids was indeed a torturous torment like no other.

Even demons wouldn’t do such things.

“Sniff… Pee-Pee is finally free.”

Even while sleeping, joy began to swell on Pee-Pee’s face.

Escaping from the pitiful life ruined by Yuri, it was thanks to Pee-Pee’s mom who appeared like salvation in a dream.

In the dazzling glow hidden ahead, there stood a beautiful lady shining like gold.

The body exuding the scent of peaches was truly shamelessly alluring.

Pee-Pee spread out and flew toward her.

She certainly looked familiar, but who knows.

If she has that kind of body, she must undoubtedly be my mom.

“Hold me.”

Mom. Breastfeed me.

Hurry and give me that peach-flavored breast milk.

As Pee-Pee’s inner thoughts spilled out in sleep talk and scratched at his thighs with hands suffering from housewife dermatitis.

Soon, the black grime from his hands was a bother, but Pee-Pee, already lost in dreams, didn’t care and started sucking on his fingers.

The breast milk, which he thought would taste like peaches, was slightly sour and salty, but still, the extreme happiness on Pee-Pee’s face could not be contained.

Sleeping to be happy went beyond mere enjoyment; it was truly delicious sleep.

With the blood vessels in his eyes burst and the whites turning completely red, Pee-Pee finally realized the true taste of sleep.

Dreaming the dreams he desired, enjoying that extreme flavor—could this be salvation?

Justifying his suffering, Pee-Pee continually latched onto his mom’s breast milk in his dreams.

At that moment, the signal that shattered that blissful dream rang in his head.

An unpleasant energy tickled the tip of his nose and provoked him.

Even though he tried to ignore it, the dampness invading his mind, intruding into his dreams tormented Pee-Pee’s consciousness.

Ah, the peach-flavored and scented golden mom was disappearing far away.

“Ah, damn it, dream.”

As consciousness awoke on the surface of sleep, Pee-Pee’s bloodshot eyes snapped open, and a rather rough curse escaped from his mouth.

Just when he thought he could enjoy the healing waters, the unpleasant energy that tickled his nose forced him back into the miserable reality, twisting his heart like a wrung-out rag.

What the hell was this?

“Why is there a stench in the house of the Hero?”

Wasn’t this supposed to be a place overflowing with the scent of peaches, synonymous with paradise?

Suddenly awakened to the pain in his optic nerves, Pee-Pee felt anxious.

He tried with all his might to squeeze his body out, but it seemed like it was locked so tightly that there were no signs of budging at all.

The human drawers are sturdy, huh.

“This damned Yuri. What a dire situation, and she’s locking me up like this.”

Anyway, this is a problem. Every last one of those Heroes has something wrong with their personality.

As for Yuri and the other losers.

At this point, isn’t it that humans in this planet are inherently evil from birth?

So perhaps, just draping the skin of Heroes over themselves, they hunt down the Demon King, huh?

No, right now, such worries weren’t important.

Struggling to get free, Pee-Pee exerted himself, but there was no noticeable progress…

In such a crucial moment, being held back like this made Pee-Pee’s heart race with impatience. He realized where that stench was coming from.

It was a memory that had almost been forgotten.

What he had come to smell, not from Earth but this world, was that…

“It’s the Demon King!”

It was the Demon King.

   

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