﻿\setgamedatatitle("Risbell_06")

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Risbell is alone in the office, staring down at paperwork.
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The goblin subordinates have already gone home, and the room
is completely silent.
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But then, a sudden visitor arrives.
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\text("Beatrice")
Hey, Ris. Still a total workaholic, I see.

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\text("Risbell")
I've told you many times to please knock before entering.

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\text("Beatrice")
Aww, don't be mad♪ If you keep frowning like that, you'll
turn into a granny in no time, you know?

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\text("Risbell")
That's none of your concern. So, what brings you here?

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\text("Beatrice")
Hehe, I heard about you, Ris. You've been having tons and
tons of sex with Caym, haven't you?

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Beatrice sits on the desk and gives a sultry wink.

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\text("Risbell")
Please don't make it sound so indecent. I'm only doing it
because that's what Caym-sama wants.

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Meanwhile, Risbell's attitude remains curt.
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She bundles up the documents and drops them on the desk with
a thud.
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\text("Beatrice")
Hmm, is that so? But when we went to Rospen before, I heard
you were the one who made a move on him?

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\text("Risbell")
Who did you hear that fr―...
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\text("Beatrice")
Does it really matter who?
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\text("Beatrice")
So, is it true? You begged him for sex yourself, didn't you?


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Risbell quickly averts her gaze and looks down.
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\text("Risbell")
T-that was... only because Caym-sama gave me an aphrodisiac,
so I had no choice...
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\text("Beatrice")
That's strange. Caym told me that aphrodisiac is kind of
special, you know?

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\text("Risbell")
S-special...? What do you mean?
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Risbell had intended to brush Beatrice off and get her to
leave quickly, but before she knew it, she was drawn into
the conversation.
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Confused by this, Risbell can't help but ask.

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\text("Beatrice")
That aphrodisiac only excites your body. It's not the kind
that makes you want to have sex with just anyone,
apparently.
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\text("Beatrice")
So basically... doesn't that mean you already wanted to have
sex with Caym all along, Ris?

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\text("Risbell")
U-um... that's, uh...
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Usually scolded alongside Caym, Beatrice now looks satisfied
to have gotten the better of Risbell.

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\text("Beatrice")
Well, putting that aside... So you'll open your legs for
Caym whenever he asks, huh?

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\text("Risbell")
B-but... I can't help it. That's just the kind of person he
is...
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\text("Beatrice")
So you're always passive. But aren't you worried about what
might happen if you stay that way forever?

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\text("Risbell")
What do you mean by that?
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Risbell frowned again at Beatrice's suggestive words.

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In response, Beatrice continued speaking in her usual
carefree manner.
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\text("Beatrice")
You know, Caym keeps bringing in more and more cute girls,
right?
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\text("Beatrice")
Don't you think it's possible that one of them might show up
and threaten your position?

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\text("Risbell")
M-my position...
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\text("Beatrice")
Exactly. Someone smarter than you, cuter, with a better
figure, more charming, and who loves sex.

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\text("Beatrice")
If a girl like that showed up, Caym would probably switch
over to her in a heartbeat, you know?

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\text("Beatrice")
And not just that... What if she seriously wanted to become
Caym's right-hand girl?
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\text("Risbell")
............
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Beatrice's story was far-fetched and baseless.

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And the chances of it happening were extremely low.
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But just because it's unlikely doesn't mean it's impossible.
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\text("Beatrice")
Oh, of course, I'm already someone special to Caym, so don't
worry, I have no intention of stealing your spot.

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\text("Risbell")
R-right... thanks, I guess.
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Beatrice sharply pointed her finger at Risbell's forehead.

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\text("Beatrice")
Right now, Caym trusts you. He leaves almost everything to
you, and if something comes up, you're the first person he
consults.
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\text("Beatrice")
But if someone else took that position from you, would you
really be able to keep a straight face?

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Risbell fell silent for a moment.
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Then she brushed Beatrice's finger away with a light smack.

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\text("Risbell")
My greatest wish is for the Demon Lord's army to achieve its
goals. That's all that matters to me.
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\text("Risbell")
Even if someone else took command in my place and Caym-sama
accepted and relied on them, I would have no objections.

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\text("Risbell")
If that's truly what's best for the army, I'm prepared to
step aside myself.
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Beatrice stared straight at Risbell as she declared this
with dignity.
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And that's exactly why she could sense the subtle wavering
in Risbell's heart that didn't show in her words.
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Beatrice saw it in Risbell's eyes.

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\text("Beatrice")
I see. Well, if that's how you feel, then I won't say
anything more.

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\text("Beatrice")
But if you're satisfied with your current position, who
knows what might happen in the future?
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\text("Beatrice")
I don't care how many other girls Caym sleeps with. I'm
confident I love him more than anyone else.

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Beatrice hopped down from the desk and walked toward the
door.
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\text("Beatrice")
But... you're not that strong.
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\text("Beatrice")
So, maybe you should take some time to think about what you
want to do, and who you want to be.

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\text("Beatrice")
That's what I came here to tell you.
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\text("Risbell")
You must have a lot of free time to come all the way here
just to say that.
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\text("Beatrice")
You're like a little sister to me. You're so cute, I just
can't help but meddle a little♪

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Once Beatrice had said her piece, she left the office.

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Risbell, left behind, sank back into her chair and gazed up
at the ceiling.
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\text("Risbell")
It's easy for you, Beatrice-san.
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\text("Risbell")
...But I can't live as freely as you do.

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Murmuring that, she let out a breath as if to reset her
feelings.
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