The Neighborhood High School Girl, Miss Isezaki, Is the Great Saintess Returned from Another World~ And I, Suddenly Awakened as Her Exclusive Mana Supply Uncle, Travel Between Earth and Another World with Time-Space Magic~ - 160. Isezaki-san and Maristel 2

160. 160. 160. 160. Isezaki-san and Maristel 2

I shook off my fantasies and spoke to Maristel.

“It’s nothing, please don’t mind. …So, what’s going to happen to me now? You mentioned something about being a ‘sacrifice’…”

Asking directly about the information I wanted to know was sure to raise suspicion. Let’s ease into the conversation with some small talk for now.

“Well, you’re going to experience it soon anyway, but should I tell you specially? It seems more interesting that way… hehe.”

Maristel leaned closer to me, her gaze becoming more intense. It’s creepy, but I have to endure it.

“Sacrifices are ultimately killed, but there are preparations to be made beforehand. Giving them fear, plunging them into despair, satisfying desires… you see? By stirring up emotions like that, souls become much easier to handle, and I can offer lots of magical power to my little dolls. Isn’t that amazing?”

Manipulating the magical power of others freely—although I can borrow Uncle’s magical power, it’s not something that can be done so easily in general. Uncle and I are special. I don’t know why, but I’m sure of it.

And even for the demons, sacrifices seem to require quite a bit of effort. That should buy time until Uncle comes to rescue me.

Maristel continued to stare at me with a gaze reminiscent of tormenting prey, and then continued speaking.

“Hehe, which one do you prefer? Fear? Despair? Or maybe—… Huh? Hm?”

Suddenly sniffing the air, she tilted her head in confusion.

“You… don’t smell, do you?”

“S-Smell…!? Of course not! I don’t smell at all!”

My body odor is top-notch even in another world. I don’t want to make Uncle uncomfortable. What is this demon talking about all of a sudden!?

“…Hmm, you really don’t smell, do you…? That’s odd. You were emitting such a strong magical… scent earlier.”

“Magical… scent?”

“Yeah. It’s something unique to me, but I can sense the smell of magical power. I thought I smelled a really good magical power from you, so I thought I found something good, but—”

At that moment, Maristel’s eyes widened.

“Could it be… did I make a mistake!? Was that smell not from you, but from your husband next to you!? Come to think of it, he was able to produce strange barriers and even use [Leap Warp], which are pretty advanced magic skills for a human, right? Oh no… I messed up…”

She crouched down, holding her head in her hands.

“It always happens to me… At the most crucial moments… That’s why I’m… Oh, I really need comfort from my little doll right now…”

Muttering to herself, Maristel seemed troubled. This is bad. If the sacrifice doesn’t take place, I might be killed immediately.

Maristel stood up slowly, sighed, and looked at me with a mixed expression.

“Sigh… Even if you had a little bit of magical power, I thought it would be enough, but you seem pretty incompetent among humans. I might have never seen a human who can’t sense the smell of magical power as strongly as you…”

With her snake-like pupils, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. But I can’t afford to be killed as useless. I’ll do whatever it takes. With that determination in my heart, I probed Maristel.

“In that case, what do you intend to do with me…?”

“Well, hmm… I used the [Base Transfer Portal Port] magical tool to bring you here, so I’d feel pretty cheated if I killed you without doing anything… But on the other hand, I’m not interested in doing anything ‘naughty’ with you…? I don’t care much for women, you see. Was that disappointing?”

“My body belongs only to my husband.”

“Oh, is that so? Well, your husband is probably already being killed by my little doll by now, right? Hehe, how pitiful… But he’s no match for my little doll…”

“There’s no way my husband would lose to something like that.”

At my words, Maristel’s eyebrows twitched.

“Oh? You’re saying interesting things. Indeed, you did smell good, and I must admit your husband is of a decent caliber for a human. But even so, can he really win against my favorite little doll with just that?”

“In that case… would you care to make a wager with me?”

“A wager? Hm… well, go ahead and say it for now?”

Maristel’s lips curled into a half-moon shape with amusement.

“Your beloved doll and my husband. Let’s bet on who will survive. The stakes will be—my life.”

“Haha. Do you understand your position as you say that? Either way, your life is in my hands. What would I gain from doing such a thing?”

“If my beloved husband were to perish, I would undoubtedly fall into despair. And then I could become a sacrifice, right? If you wish, please give me even more suffering on top of my despair. If you go that far, perhaps I could offer some magical power even from myself?”

“Hmm… the more effort put in, the more magical power can be extracted, that’s true… but somehow, I feel it’s debatable whether I can extract magical power from you…”

Saying that, Maristel sniffed around my body. Ugh… sniffing a person’s scent is really distasteful and disgusting… but for now, I have to endure.

“…However, it’s still a waste to kill you right away… Alright, I’ll take that bet.”

“Really?”

“Yes, let’s go outside together when the sun rises? I’ll make your husband’s corpse into a doll, and I’ll tell those kids not to eat it. I’ll make sure to show you your beloved husband’s gruesome corpse in a bright place.”

“That won’t happen.”

“Hehe, I’m looking forward to seeing your pretty face distorted in despair~”

While Maristel laughed cheerfully, I breathed a sigh of relief that the negotiation was successful.

Of course, there’s no need to wait until dawn. I just need to gather as much information as possible until Uncle comes to rescue me—

But then Maristel looked around at this dreary hollow, pursed her lips in boredom, and said discontentedly,

“But, there’s still quite a bit of time until dawn… Just waiting around is boring. I want to concentrate on making dolls by myself…”

“If that’s the case, then how about I keep you company—”

“Talking with a foolish human is boring. So, hmm… ah, I know! That was fun! Why don’t you try that too!”

“What do you mean by ‘that’…?”

“The soldiers of Digram would do anything if you said, ‘If you want to have fun with me, then do something interesting ♡.’ Among them, the mimicry was particularly amusing!”

Mimicry… That means imitating famous people that everyone knows. Fortunately, I was taken to the theater a few times during my time as the Great Saintess.

“If it’s a mimicry of Falphali, the star actress of the theater troupe Albaroa, I think I can probably do it—”

“I wouldn’t know about that as a demon, right? Not human mimicry, but monster mimicry!”

“Monster mimicry…?”

“Yes! There was a soldier who was really good at mimicking monsters. After making them sacrifices, I regretted it—”

Then Maristel clapped her hands together excitedly.

“That’s right! If you’re as good at mimicry as him, I won’t sacrifice you. I’ll keep you alive as a servant! It’s a good deal for you, isn’t it? So do your best!”

“I’ve never done monster mimicry before, but what kind of monster should I mimic?”

“Sigh… you really are incompetent. I wish you could think for yourself a bit more… Well, I’ll tell you specially.”

“I see. Thank you…”

“The most amusing mimicry the soldier did was undoubtedly the mimicry of an orc! First, do the same thing as that kid! The theme is ‘an orc in heat, snorting while searching for a mate!'”

“Umm, I’ve never done anything like that…”

“You can’t do it? Then it’s boring, and if that’s the case, I might as well just—”

“I-I’ll do it!”

I raise my voice, recalling the sight of a group of orcs I once saw from a distance during a healing tour. They were quickly obscured from view by guards, but I saw an orc that seemed to be in heat at that time.

With drool dripping from its mouth, it wandered around with vacant eyes, searching for a mate. The strange, excited cries it emitted, as if luring females, still linger in my ears.

Ah, I have to do that… Honestly, I really don’t want to.

But… it’s all for Uncle.

First, I must perfectly mimic it and win Maristel’s favor. Then, I’ll extract information useful to Uncle from her once she’s in a good mood.

Uncle… I’ll do my best…!

I clench my fist tightly, stand in front of Maristel, and raise one hand to make a declaration.

“Well then, here I go. The theme is ‘an orc in heat.'”

“Wow, clap clap clap!”

Maristel claps her hands happily. As she watches, the curtain falls on the battle, where I wager my life and dignity.

Original Author’s Comment:

――Afterword――

The cover of the first volume of “My Neighbor JK Isezaki-san” was released on February 16th! You can see cute illustrations of Isezaki-san from this update note! I also included information about other bonuses, so be sure to check it out!

https://kakuyomu.jp/users/fukami040/news/16818023212450832909