Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

"Snapped--!"

The book in my hand was closed abruptly.

Makoto Haramura raised his eyelids and looked Erica up and down.

"You haven't finished changing out of your swimsuit yet?"

Erica smiled slightly, took a step forward, sat down on Haramura Makoto's lap, and hooked her arms around his neck.

"Your Majesty, girls can never have enough swimsuits."

"Today's bikini is pure white. Would you be interested in taking it off yourself?"

Erica continued to wrap one arm around Haramura Makoto's neck, while her other hand pressed directly onto Haramura Makoto's hand, lifting it up and placing it in front of the first button on her chest.

The two were in a rather ambiguous position.

But this is actually normal; everything that should have happened, and everything that shouldn't have happened, has already happened.

So what if I'm just sitting in your lap?

"What time is it?"

Without any hesitation, Haramura Seiya unbuttoned Erica's clothes.

The snowflakes' fair skin and deep valleys were immediately revealed.

In fact, the rapid progress in his relationship with Erica was largely due to the woman's own frantic efforts.

After all, he tends to be a bit passive in this regard.

He almost never did such a thing on his own initiative.

Basically, for the first time, the girl gave the signal most of the time.

Erica was, of all the women he knew, the most proactive and enthusiastic about this kind of thing.

On her first day as his knight, she went straight to warm his bed completely naked.

On her second day as his knight, she tied a bow on herself, dressed herself up like a gift, and sat on the bed for him to unwrap.

Of course.

In this situation, of course, anything can happen.

He also knew what kind of needs Erica had for him.

But he didn't think much of it.

After all, even if he is devastatingly handsome, it's impossible for him to make an innocent girl fall head over heels in love with him and give him her virginity after only a few hours of seeing him, unless he uses his charm.

So she wanted to climb up the social ladder by following in his footsteps.

However, the girl was quite talented, so Makoto Haramura accepted her.

It's one o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's the perfect time to relax."

Erica let out a soft moan, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent shapes. She wiggled her little bottom and rubbed against Haramura Makoto a few times, whispering sweetly.

What do you think?

Makoto Haramura answered Erica's question by passing his hand directly through the crook of Erica's knee.

As she stood up, Erica clung tightly to Makoto Haramura's neck.

"Then let's go relax."

"Let me take you to apply sunscreen first."

As soon as Makoto Haramura got up, he prepared to take Erica to the beach outside, but before he could take even half a step, he saw Liliana hurriedly returning from outside.

"Your Majesty, outside..."

The usually energetic Liliana stood frozen in place, her fair face quickly flushing with a rosy blush.

"This……"

Erica blinked, whispered something in Haramura Makoto's ear, and jumped off him.

"What's wrong, Lily? Wang and I are going swimming at the beach. Aren't you going to join us?"

"Wang just said that he really liked the way you looked shy when he took off your swimsuit."

Erica stood on the ground, straightening the hem of her clothes as she spoke, tilting her head to the side.

Yes, there is nothing wrong.

In the past two days, Liliana has also successfully fallen into the hands of Makoto Haramura.

To be precise, it was the day after Erica won the competition that, under Erica's deliberate design and provocation, Liliana herself took the initiative to come and offer herself to Haramura Makoto.

"I...you..."

Her face turned bright red, and Liliana was suddenly speechless.

The ten toes peeking out from the sandals, resembling cardamom buds, kept curling up repeatedly, which was quite adorable.

Erica was referring to the absurd things that happened on the sofa last night.

Such absurdity was something she had never even imagined before.

"If the king really likes it..."

Liliana was torn, gently biting her lip with her pearly teeth.

However, this hesitation only lasted for about two seconds before Liliana immediately made up her mind.

Liliana nodded emphatically.

"If Your Majesty truly wishes, today...today is also fine...as long as...Your Majesty is...happy..."

Although he spoke haltingly, Makoto Haramura seemed to enjoy it immensely.

Erica watched with great interest, giggling as she did so.

However, Liliana seemed to suddenly remember something.

"No, that's not right. We should put this matter off for later."

"Your Majesty, I have important matters to report to you."

Liliana shook her head, trying to banish those embarrassing thoughts from her mind.

Erica shrugged, tiptoed and planted a kiss on Makoto Haramura's cheek, then trotted upstairs.

When there's no one else at home, she dresses like this for fun.

But when there are guests, that's shameless.

Moreover, she is now the king's concubine.

She needed to be mindful of her status at all times, so she went upstairs to change her clothes.

Liliana also knelt on one knee.

"Your Majesty, Knight Andrei and the Sword King are waiting outside, wishing to meet you."

"Oh?"

Makoto Haramura raised his eyebrows, and his magical senses spread out, capturing the two figures standing outside the door.

"Okay, bring them in."

……

Inside the living room, two sofas faced each other, with Makoto Haramura and Tony sitting opposite each other.

Standing behind Tony was a man with short blond hair.

Standing behind Makoto Haramura were Liliana and Erica.

"Your Majesty, may we know your name?"

Andrei broke the silence first, bowing slightly to Haramura Makoto.

Makoto Haramura's appearances so far have been too brief.

Normally, a new king will have his own title after he is born.

The one in front of us is called the King of Swords.

The god-slayer from the ancient kingdom is known as the Luo Hao Cult Leader, and everyone usually refers to her as the Cult Leader.

There are also Marquis Voban, the Black Prince, and so on.

"I don't have one myself, but I can listen to the name you've given me."

At Makoto Haramura's current level, his real name is no longer something that can be casually revealed.

Because random dissemination can easily lead to unnecessary rumors.

These superfluous legends may give him extra power in the future in the miniature garden.

But if it's just a title, then it doesn't matter.

It can be acknowledged when needed, and discarded at any time when it is no longer needed.

"If you don't mind, we have initially drafted the name of the Blazing Sun King for you."

Generally speaking, the title of a king is determined based on the power that the god-slayer is most proficient in using.

Makoto Haramura has made three moves so far, and the most memorable thing about him is the sword energy that cut through the world and the blazing sun that appeared behind him.

However, because of the guy sitting next to him, everyone agreed that the title "King of Blazing Sun" was better, provided that the terrifying demon king in front of them agreed.

"King Lieyang, he's not bad either."

Touching his chin, Makoto Haramura chuckled softly.

He didn't have any other thoughts about the title; well, it was quite convenient, that's all.

"Tch, what Sun King? If you ask me, I would have given my title to my brother."

"Do you know what that is, Andrei? It's a sword that can cut through atoms."

"No one's swordsmanship is better than my brother's, not even that old woman who thinks she's at the pinnacle of martial arts."

While Makoto Haramura agreed, Tony started clamoring against it.

His thinking is very simple.

Was he subdued by Makoto Haramura? Of course not.

However, Makoto Haramura showed him a much broader horizon in swordsmanship, and taught him in which aspects his swordsmanship should continue to improve.

Therefore, he admires Makoto Haramura.

Therefore, he believed that Makoto Haramura, the strongest swordsman, should hold the title of King of Swords.

"Shut up, you idiot."

Before Tony could finish speaking, Andrei had already launched into a vicious retort.

The relationship between the two is completely unlike that between a demon king and a knight.

After all, what knight would want to die sooner than his life is long enough?

However, the relationship between the two is different.

Before Tony became a king, the two of them were the best friends since childhood.

Andrei had no choice but to do this after helping Tony with so many things.

Andrei bowed to Haramura Makoto at a ninety-degree angle once again.

"Thank you, King Lieyang, for your generosity towards my idiot family."

He has to thank them.

Although my idiot family member has become a demon king, he has only been a king for a very short time.

In terms of combat power, they are completely incomparable to other veteran champions.

At the same time, because of his personality, few people respected or feared him.

If even the title of king is stripped this time, then we will have lost all face, leaving nothing behind.