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Here is chapter 2
Special thanks to Decrement and Sekaiwakireina (Tumblr account) who help me with this fanfiction.
Chapter 2 : The Beauty's Madness and The Sincerity's Kindness
Demiurge couldn't do anything but step aside as Albedo and Shalltear started their quarrel.
It wasn't that he was scared to stop them. Though, it was true that he was the weakest – excluding Victim – of all Floor Guardians. Even so, he was confident that he could stop Albedo and Shalltear with the help from Cocytus and Mare.
The reason he was not stopping them was-
"Really... Is there any need to quarrel?"
It was Cocytus who couldn't help but speak with a somewhat troubled tone.
Demiurge smiled and told him what he was thinking.
"I myself am very interested in the results."
He could clearly tell Cocytus was confused after heard his statement.
"What results, Demiurge?"
"The results determining the military strength and the future of The Great Tomb of Nazarick."
"W-What do you mean, D-Demiurge-san?"
Mare looks confused too. And Demiurge had a passing thought of wanting to impart some adult knowledge to the naive Mare but decided against it.
Although Demiurge was of the Demon race, which was thought to be both cruel and cold, that would only apply to those demons found outside of Nazarick. As for the ones created by the 41 Creators, Demiurge was loyal and thought of them as important companions.
"Great rulers require heirs right? Even though Momonga-sama and Milleadh-sama stayed until the end, if there comes a day where they lose interest in us, they will leave us like the rest of their companions. At that time it is important to have an heir for us to pledge our loyalty to."
"O-Of course. B-But who is M-Momonga-sama's and M-Milleadh-sama's heir?"
Cocytus interfered before he could answer Mare's question.
"That type of thinking would be too disrespectful. Our duty is to ensure that we protect Momonga-sama and Milleadh-sama so that they are able to remain here, and to avoid any kind of unfortunate incidents, right?"
"You are right, Cocytus. However, do you not want them to leave an heir behind for us to pledge loyalty to?"
Some changes in Cocytus showed themselves. Steam seemed to seep out of his mouth and his body started shaking.
After that, Cocytus seems to be trapped in on his own fantasy about their heir talk.
Demiurge smiled at Cocytus's funny behavior, then asked Mare for the reason as to why he wears girl clothes and came to the conclusion that a male child in Nazarick should wear girl clothes too.
Demiurge then realized there was no time to be wasted here. They had quite a lot of work to do and he decided to stop all of Floor Guardians from whatever they were doing and tell them it was time for them to get to work, as well.
"Cocytus, please come back to us! Albedo, Shalltear! Are you still arguing?"
"They were supposed to be done. But... now they are arguing about who will become Momonga-sama's first wife," said Aura with a tired tone.
"For Momonga-sama, the ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, to have only one concubine would be strange. The only problem is who is qualified to be the first wife..."
Demiurge looked at both Albedo and Shalltear with a smile on his face.
"To be honest with you, I don't think either of you is worthy to become Momonga-sama's first wife."
After he said that, Shalltear became confused and angry. While Albedo seemed to realize something.
"Hah?! Say that again, you frog! There is no one more worthy than me!"
"No, Shalltear. Demiurge is right."
Demiurge nodded and answered,
"It is as you think, Albedo. No one beside Milleadh-sama who is worthy of becoming Momonga-sama's first wife. She is one of 41 Supreme Beings, she is so close to Momonga-sama, and she is the most beautiful woman in all worlds. Well, we can ignore that matter for now. Albedo, please take charge and give us orders. There are still things we have to do."
Shalltear became silent after Demiurge's answer.
You know your place well, Shalltear. Though you are the strongest of all Floor Guardians, it is impossible to beat Milleadh-sama. And Albedo seemed to have realized that before Shalltear did. As expected of Guardian Overseer.
"You are right, Demiurge. Floor Guardians! The first thing that we have to do is..."
Never once in her unlife had she thought she would be able to look at Milleadh while she was sleeping.
This was the case because Milleadh always seemed to go to an unknown place when it became night. The same was true of Momonga.
But now, Yuri could clearly see her sleeping face.
She looked innocent and charming. Yuri could not help but smile because of it.
Milleadh-sama's face is so cute. Is she really a Berserker who is feared by Supreme Beings' enemies?
Yuri wanted to try to pat her mistress' head, but she put all of her power into preventing herself from doing that. It was a rude thing to do and she could not risk disturbing her sleep.
Haaahh... I can't help but look at Milleadh-sama like she is a little sister. Did Yamaiko-sama also feel this way?
She knew that it was rude to look at her mistress as though she was a little sister. But, it was still a fact that Milleadh was the youngest amongst the members of Ainz Ooal Gown.
While Yuri was distracted by her feeling, something in Milleadh had changed.
Her calm face became troubled.
Her breath became faster and heavier.
The sudden change made Yuri flinch and become worried about her mistress.
"M-Milleadh-sama, what's wrong?"
"...nee-chan... Onee-chan..."
Beads of sweat began dripping from Milleadh's body and tears fell from her eyes like rain.
Yuri could only stare dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
Finally, she chose to activate an item that allows her to cast a 'Message' spell.
"Momonga-sama."
"[Yuri? Is there something wrong?]"
"Yes, Momonga-sama. M-Milleadh-sama seems troubled. Tears are coming from her eyes and she is sweating heavily."
"[She seems to be having a nightmare. Has she said anything while in her sleep?]"
"Y-Yes, Momonga-sama. She said, 'onee-chan' in her sleep."
"[I see. Wait for me to get there and please do whatever you can to calm her. I'm counting on you, Yuri.]"
"Understood, Momonga-sama."
Her master cut off the 'Message', leaving Yuri alone to help her mistress who was having a nightmare.
Pardon me, Milleadh-sama. But I have to do whatever I can to help you. Please forgive me.
Yuri sat on the side of her mistress' bed and held Milleadh's hand with her left hand, while her right hand reached and pet her mistress' head.
"Everything will be alright, Milleadh-sama. I am here for you. All of Nazarick is here for you. Please calm yourself and erase whatever nightmare you are having now."
Momonga put back all of his items – which he was inspecting to know if there were any changes of effect – to his dimension pocket.
After hearing Yuri's report on his kouhai, he decided to end his inspection and take care of that much more pressing matter.
As I feared would happen, she's having a nightmare about her older sister. I'm glad that the NPC s have become real people now.
This was not the first time Momonga – Suzuki Satoru – had experienced it.
Having worked together with her in the same division and has been the closest person to her, he knew that if his kouhai was tired like this, she would surely have a nightmare about the past.
But not like the previous timed, now he could depend on someone he knew would do their best at calming her.
"「Message」."
He activated his 'Message' to an NPC on the eighth floor and, not long after, someone answered his 'Message'.
"[I am here, Momonga-sama. What do you need of me?]"
A woman`s voice full of kindness and softness made its way into his mind.
Momonga could not help but smile at the owner of this voice, despite the fact that she was not there to see it.
She really is an Angel. Pfft... An Angel who serves Evils. It's really too funny. Though I can't blame her. Her creator was the one who decided it, after all. And her name fits her race too. Hahahaha.
"[Momonga-sama?]"
The owner of the voice sounded confused when Momonga went silent for too long. It was at that moment that Momonga snapped back to reality and realized his mistake.
"Ah... Uhum... Sorry for the delay, Junko. I need your help to calming Milleadh down. Since you do not know where her room is, meet me at the entrance on the ninth floor. Please be quick. If you need to use 'Gate', I will permit it."
"[I understand very well, Momonga-sama. I will be using 'Gate' to go there immediately. Thank you for your permission.]"
"I will be right there, as well."
Momonga cut off the 'Message' and turned his face to Sebas, who stood beside him.
"Sebas, you heard the situation. Stand by here. I'll be meeting with Junko now."
"Understood, Momonga-sama."
Sebas bowed deeply and Momonga nodded to him as he activated his Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown to teleport him.
As Momonga teleported, he could see a black portal in front of him. Then, a divine figure stepped out from that black portal.
It was an NPC that had been created by Milleadh. Her name was Junko Sincerity.
She was of the Angel race with high positive karma and was one of the residents on the eighth floor.
She had an appearance of a twenty-five-year-old beautiful woman with long silver hair which looked as though it was cut from the moon itself.
Her silver eyes met with Momonga's red flames in his eye holes. A wide, divine smile on her face truly made Momonga`s non-existent heart feel warm.
She was now wearing a white robe with golden decorations on its sides, a green pendant on her neck and her pair of white wings which made her look more divine than anything in the world. Momonga felt as though looking at heaven's light.
She kneeled in front of Momonga and declared her presence before the one she called her master and the person for whom she held great respect.
"I, Junko Sincerity, present myself before the leader of 41 Supreme Beings and am ready to execute his order."
At first, Momonga didn't know how to respond to her words, but he realized that they could not waste too much time here.
"Thank you for coming immediately, Junko. Please stand and follow me to Milleadh's room."
"You are too generous, Momonga-sama. I understand."
She raised herself to her feet and followed Momonga toward his kouhai's room.
"Listen, Junko. I want you to use one of your 'Song' skills to calm her down. If she wakes up, you will comfort her no matter what it takes."
Junko bowed to her master as she walked behind him.
"I understand, Momonga-sama. I will do whatever it takes to calm my creator."
"Good. By the way, you are not selected to take care of this matter just because of the fact that you are her creation or you have the skill. I will tell you the other reason why I choose you. And maybe I intend to tell everyone as well. So, please hear me and take my words to the core of your heart."
Junko responded with an affirmative and Momonga started to talk.
"Firstly, I must tell you that your face strongly resembles her late older sister. Even your first name is inherited from her."
Junko gasped with a surprise inwardly and wanted to ask Momonga about what his words meant but, she could not utter any words as Momonga had asked her to listen.
Momonga realized this and decided to tell her about his kouhai's past.
"What I will tell you now is a story from before Milleadh came to Yggdrasil. Her older sister died four years ago, on Milleadh's birthday. Apparently, it was a murder by her sister's husband. Milleadh told me that her sister's husband was jealous of Milleadh because his wife was more caring towards Milleadh than him. When they were celebrating Milleadh's birthday at her older sister's house, the husband came with a knife and started to charge at Milleadh. Her older sister saw what her husband was attempting and protected Milleadh using her own body. But as a result, her older sister died due to a loss of blood. Ever since then, whenever Milleadh becomes too tired, she has nightmares of that event."
A passive skill kicked in and his sadness got suppressed for the moment. At this, he found himself becoming angry but, again, his emotions were suppressed by his passive skill. Then, he became sad again, and again, and again, and again. No matter how hard his passive skill worked to calm his emotion, he refused to allow his sadness to be pushed aside.
This passive skill is too cruel. I envy Junko, being able to cry whenever she wishes to.
He could clearly see tears fall from Junko`s eyes, made her silver pupils becoming wet.
Her breath became heavier at the tsunami of sadness inside her heart.
She looked like to felt pain. She felt hurt. And she even didn't experience the dark past her creator had.
Momonga knew that she wondered how much pain must be lingering inside of her creator's heart.
"I know it's hard, but please stop crying, Junko. I want you to comfort your creator, so it won't work well if you have tears on your face. I am sorry if this is too cruel for you. But, I truly need your help."
Junko wiped her tears away after hearing her master's words.
While he felt sorry for Junko, He could not know that she didn't think that Momonga was cruel. She even praised her master for his kindness and logical way of thinking.
"Forgive me, Momonga-sama. I swear on my loyalty that I will carry out your order."
"Thank you, Junko."
Junko bowed toward him.
But, what Momonga didn't know was that Junko could not do anything but bow toward him because she surprised that he had thanked her twice already, today.
She had thought that her master didn't need to say words like 'thank you' to her. Because, she was created for the sake of serving the Supreme Beings, although her loyalty may be more to her creator.
But this event had allowed her to understand why her creator created her while Momonga watched the process.
She now understood why her creator provided her with a background of more respect for Momonga than she held for any other Supreme Being, besides her creator.
She felt that this respect placed in her heart by her creator was a rightfully deserved. Momonga was a being who was worthy of respect, even for the fact that he was an Overlord with high negative karma.
Junko really thought that her master's karma value was just a curse. Because now she felt very assured that Momonga had a very kind heart.
"Junko."
Momonga's voice echoed to her ears as he stopped at the front of a marvelous door.
"We are here."
Momonga opened the door and they were walking through a gorgeous living room before they made it to her creator's room.
What welcomed them was a figure of Yuri Alpha who was holding Milleadh's right hand while, at the same time, was petting her head.
Yuri saw her master entered the room with Milleadh's creation and gently let go of her hand, then kneeling in front of Momonga.
"Welcome, Momonga-sama, Junko too. I deeply apologize for holding Milleadh-sama's hand and even patting her head. It is because I was not sure how to comfort Milleadh-sama."
"Raise, Yuri. And you have nothing to apologize for. You have done well, right until we arrived. Now, Junko, please do it."
"Understood, Momonga-sama."
Junko walked to reach her creator and stopped on Milleadh's right side.
She sat on the side of her creator's bed and held her creator's arms gently.
Then, she activated one of her 'Song' skills.
She started to sing a song with her beautiful voice.
That was a skill called 'Canticle of Divine' which has an effect of curing all kinds of mental attacks and even gives protection to the mental attacks on party teammates within its range.
Junko has ten levels of Bard, ten levels of Priest, ten levels of Mage and five levels of Elementalist earth element.
When Milleadh created Junko, she used a 'Skill Scroll' that contained data for a skill called 'Calming Intonation'. But what happened after she inputs the scroll was beyond Momonga's and her expectations.
The skill 'Calming Intonation' had evolved, thanks to Junko's Seraph race, Bard class, and Priest class.
The result was the birth of a skill called 'Canticle of Divine', and they decided to keep it a secret, just between themselves. Information was power, after all.
Momonga and Yuri could hear the beautiful singing voice of Junko. Thanks to 'Friendly Fire' always being activated now, Momonga and Yuri were within its range and received its effects. It made them calm as well, even though they were not in mental disturbance and were immune to them.
This feeling... Ah! This feeling is the best! I feel alive now, even though I am an Undead!
Before, Momonga was not sure if this skill would be able to calm Milleadh from her nightmare.
He had simply placed a wage, betting it would work, thinking of a nightmare as a kind of mental debuff which caused confusion and fear.
But now, he could feel absolutely certain that it would work.
If this skill can even make an Undead feel calm and at peace, then it will surely work well on the living.
Momonga inwardly thought those words as the song continued on.
In the front door of an average apartment, there were two women who were chatting happily with a smile on their faces.
On the inside of the door was a woman with long black hair, while on the outside of the door was a young girl with short black hair.
They were Miyako and her older sister.
"Happy birthday, Miyako!" Said a beautiful woman of twenty-five years of age.
Miyako smiled widely at her and gave her a loving hug.
"Thank you very much, Onee-chan!"
"Ah! Miyako! You are an adult now. Don't act so much like a child!"
"It's okay. I'm your little sister! Just let me hug you on this pleasant day, Onee-chan!"
The older sister could not do anything but pat her sister's head gently.
"It can not be helped, then."
After hugging her sister for a quite long time, Miyako finally let go of her sister and followed her to the dining room, after being asked to.
Miyako gasped in surprise when she saw a chocolate cake on the dining table which had been decorated with the words 'Happy Birthday, Miyako'.
She looked at her older sister and asked,
"O-Onee-chan? You bought me a cake?! You know that it is so expensive for people like us!"
Her older sister gave her a warm smile and gently pet her head once again.
"It's okay. I want to give you something special on your 21st birthday. Oh, I forgot to bring a camera. Wait here with your cake, okay?"
"Okay! Thank you, Onee-chan!" She answered happily.
Not long after her older sister went to pick up her camera, Miyako heard the front door open.
She decided to take a look and found her older sister's husband who had just gotten home from his work.
"T-Toujirou-san, welcome home. I will be bothering you for a while."
She watched as he ignored her and simply passed her by as he walked to the dining room.
She felt sad at that.
She was always hoping that she would be able to get along with her sister's husband. But, it still seemed to be impossible, she thought to herself.
She then heard some loud noises coming from the dining room and hurriedly went to check them out. She found the dining table had been flipped. She could clearly see the cake she had been given by her sister, broken and lying on the floor. But, she could not worry about that.
She was more worried, looking at her sister's husband who was standing, holding a knife in his right hand.
"T-Toujiro-san?"
Her older sister's husband was shaking hard, and he pointed the knife to her with an angry expression on his face.
"Y-You! You! You've stolen my wife! You have stolen all of her love from me! Why?! Why has it always been about you?! I just can't hold it in anymore! I can't! Die, you bitch! Aaaaahhhhhhh!"
Her sister's husband started to charge toward her.
She knew what was about to happen. She knew what was her brother-in-law was going to do.
But she could not move. She was too scared to move.
Never once in her life would she have thought that she would be a target for murder.
Then, she felt her body being pulled by someone.
She saw that it was her older sister's figure pulling her back.
She was saved. But,
A sound of meat being cut forced its way into her ears. As she looked toward the source, she could not believe the sight her eyes were met with.
"Ahh! Ahhh! J-Junko? Why..?!"
She saw the hands of her older sister's husband, completely covered in blood as he talked.
Her older sister's body hit the floor as her brother-in-law let go of the knife he had been holding.
"No-! This is wrong..! It isn't supposed to be like this! This isn't my fault..! It's not my fault!"
Miyako couldn't do anything as her older sister's husband ran away with a still-shocked expression on his face.
She simply continued staring at her older sister who was now lying on the floor.
"Onee..chan...? Onee-chan..? Onee-chan? Onee-chan? Onee-"
She slowly approached the body – which was now covered in blood on the epigastrium – as she restlessly repeated her calls.
As she reached her older sister, she began shaking the body and she continued repeating,
"Onee-chan? Onee-chan? Onee-chan?"
She didn't give up on calling her sister. She still could hear her breathing, though the breath was heavy and sounded incredibly pained.
Tears started to pour from Miyako's eyes as she was met with her sister's gaze.
Her sister showed her a smile and, using all of her remaining strength, embraced Miyako's hand in her own.
"Onee-chan... Onee-chan... Onee-chan..."
Her unstoppable tears ran down her cheeks and fell into her sister's face.
She felt her sister`s hand went cold. It made her head felt so heavy.
She could tell what was happening.
It was a feeling of death. Her hand was embracing a hand of the dead.
She looked at her older sister and was proven correct. She was no longer breathing.
There was no sign of life in her. She could see that. She understood that.
Her heart burned. She could feel her mind going insane.
Everything turned dark in her vision. Her sadness was raging wild.
But, she knew about what was happening now.
A calamity that had resulted in the death of her sister. The death which had brought a calamity to her.
Hatred and rage were born in her heart. And she became blind.
She made an oath at that moment, that she would bring a calamity, full of death to anything, to everything that made her felt pain like this. Especially, to a being named Toujiro.
But, she heard a song all of a sudden.
She could hear it clearly as she walked into the dark side.
The song was so peaceful. It was full of kindness, calmness, and warmness.
She stopped walking into darkness, turned back and searched for the source of the song.
It was not long before she found it.
She was unable to believe her eyes as she looked at her older sister's body which now appeared as an angel.
The angel smiled at her with so much divinity, she could only stand and receive the angel as she hugged her burned body.
The flame that had engulfed her heart went out as she buried her body into the angel. Her berserk mind became calm and peaceful.
The black became white. The dark became light.
She decided to surrender her everything in the arms of the kind angel who had a beautiful face of her older sister's.
Junko stopped singing after she was ordered by her master, Momonga.
It looked as though she was able to calm Milleadh down.
Her creator's breath had become normal. No more sweat was forming. No more tears falling.
What was left now was the peaceful face of her creator who was still sleeping.
She still continued to embrace her creator's hand, tightly but gently.
"Good work, Junko. You've really helped us a lot."
She turned her head to look toward her master who was now standing at her right side.
"It is my duty to serve you and my creator, Momonga-sama. Your praise just makes me desire to work harder for you."
She bowed her head deeply as she smiled.
"Then, it is my duty to praise your hard work. I am your master, after all. You really did do a good job. As expected of my kouhai's creation."
What a kind master you are, Momonga-sama! You are truly a very generous being. I understand why you are able to bring together all of the Supreme Beings and unite them under your leadership. I am so happy that you are my creator's senior.
"Might I ask that you remain at Milleadh's side tonight? I need you to take care of her. However, I will give you permission to sleep by her side."
Junko's eyes widened at her master's words.
To think he would permit me to sleep beside my creator's side! I cannot believe it! Momonga-sama, I'm really grateful for your offer. But-
"Thank you for your most generous offer, Momonga-sama. But I wish to stay awake and look out for my creator. I would like for her to have a very good sleep."
"Umu. I leave her to you, Junko. Yuri, you have done well. You can return to your room to rest yourself. You will have another task to do in four hours, so be ready for it."
"Understood, Momonga-sama."
"I'm counting on you. Junko. Call me if anything happens. I will return to my room for now."
"I understand, Momonga-sama."
Junko and Yuri bowed both of their heads deeply as they watched their master teleport back to his quarters.
"Well then, Junko. I will withdraw myself. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Yuri. Thank you for taking care of my creator before I was able to be here."
Yuri left her mistress' room. And Junko continued to silently watch over her creator who was now sleeping with a smile.
"Rest easy, Milleadh-sama. Momonga-sama, I, and all residents of Nazarick will always be here for you. Forgive me for saying something so impertinent, but everyone in Nazarick is your family who will always look after you."
To be continued