Albedo felt her soul drop to her feet, freezing the rest of her body in the process. Her supreme commander, her great lord, her reason for existence… had been reduced to the smallest, most insignificant thing she had ever seen in her life. So small and weak that the wind seemed capable of blowing it away. Attempting to express her love to him was now a taboo act.
Albedo was unable to cry or scream; her perception of the world became so disconnected from her body that she didn't realize they had to drag her offstage. She didn't fall unconscious merely because her blood pressure had become too powerful. Pressure that became even stronger shortly after.
“My God, poor guys,” Kazuma said out loud when it was his turn. "You really shouldn't let this get to you that much, folks." Kazuma was trying to sound honest and kind, but it was clear what intention was growing in his mind. “Anyway, I'm Kazuma! Nice to meet you all. Let’s try to take advantage of this situation as much as we can to get to know each other bett…!”
Kazuma's stolen voice was interrupted by the closest thing to the end of the world the young NEET had ever heard. His senses stirred, his trembling voice grew exasperated and his body began to sweat as if it had a heat pump inside. Even the air seemed to shake, as if God witnessed something evil awakening from the darkest depths of reality.
“Oh? How do you intend to take advantage of this situation, exactly?”
A slow, evil, heavy voice slid through the air until it reached his eardrums. A dark force had descended from the underworld and landed right behind Kazuma's back, his most unprotected vital area. The specter placed its cold dead hands, so white and cadaverous, as if melted by an internal flame, that they proudly showed their veins. They were so strong that they seemed capable of bending iron beams like mere paper. It's beautiful, deep voice came to him almost as a whisper, like the subtle echo of a cavern.
"Didn't you hear me?" Its words came out of its mouth so coldly that it seemed like Death stalking its new victim. “I asked you how you wanted to enjoy Emilia's body. You have spoken on the subject with a very curious lewd smile. Can you explain to me what you were planning to do?”
Everyone was silent, as if they were witnessing a murder live. There was something strange and terrifying in that presence, something horrible in that aura of evil that accompanied the prodigious force with which it had fallen on the stage (causing it some rather ugly damage) that instilled an abnormal terror. Everyone except one person, who smiled as if they had seen a childhood friend.
"Nice to see you're as enthusiastic as ever, Subaaaaaaruuuuu."
That new voice, which came to Kazuma like a new dose of reality, allowed him to break out of his hypnosis and focus on surviving.
“Y-y-y-y-you weird c-c-clown man! D-do something! Your bitchy girlfriend is about to k-kill me!”
“Mmmmmmm…I'm soooorry, but it would break my heart to doooo so” answered Roswaal dreamily. “I mean, I can't help but empathize with our belooooved Subaaaaru. He reminds me of myself when I was young. I feel a little prooooud of him. Ah…time is cruel, isn't it?”
Kazuma continued to whimper for almost half a minute, but Roswaal was too far into his own fantasy to hear him. It had to be another voice, quite harsher than the clown's, that interrupted the situation.
“You damn disgusting, psychopathic human! Stop using my body to make a fool of yourself!”
“…Huh?”
Subaru averted his gaze from Kazuma for a second until he fixed it on his own body. He and Albedo stared at each other for a few seconds until Subaru, totally uninterested, decided to ignore her and refocus on Kazuma, who was on the brink of a heart attack.
“Didn't you hear me?! I have said that…!"
“Yes, yes, I have heard you. Give me a couple more minutes. Dear Kazuma still has to answer me”
Albedo froze for what could have been hours for her. She felt as if an arrow had been lodged in her central nervous system, leaving her without energy. She had to use a very intense anger to manage to recover from the immense absurdity she was witnessing.
"DO YOU WANT TO DIE?! I TOLD YOU YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO USE MY BODY AS YOU WANT!”
“AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO INTERRUPT THE CONVERSATION OF SOMEONE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW! IS IT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND, YOU BRAINLESS BIRD WOMAN?!”
Albedo's spirits completely sank again. She had lost all of her superhuman strength, so she could do nothing against Subaru, and her words bounced back against him like there was a wall around his mind. In a last ditch effort, she lashed out at Subaru with her last remaining argument.
“I'm much more beautiful than anything your mind can comprehend, you ridiculous and insignificant human! I am probably the most beautiful woman in all of Nazarick and the wife of the most perfect Supreme Being, Lord Ainz!” Albedo managed to formulate her words, but at that point they sounded like rodent moans. “How can you blame me for caring about my body?!”
Subaru finally recognized her existence again and looked at her again with wide eyes, as if she had spoken to him in another language. However, his withering response came quite soon.
“Oh, is that the problem? You shouldn't worry then: I don't feel the slightest sexual attraction towards you. You're not my type at all"
Albedo finally felt her life expectancy split in two.
“…W-w-what…?”
“I'm sorry, but I don't like black-haired women who try to appeal to male lust. Fate has taught me they are the worst kind of woman in existence. Frankly, I would never notice you under normal circunstances. Like, never"
Seconds later, Ainz found out how much he longed for his ability to suppress his own emotions once Albedo came to him covered in tears, muttering breathy and incoherent phrases like "T-that human...!" and “L-l-lord Ainz!”
The only person who didn't laugh or try to forget the situation as soon as possible was Tanya, who had never taken her eyes off Subaru.
That guy…I couldn't bear the thought of being reborn as a girl. The idea of having periods still horrifies me to this day. And that man is so consumed by his own will that he can control an erotic female body as if he were born with it...
Tanya could feel an unknown emotion welling up in her heart. A mix of respect, curiosity, and fear was driving her adrenaline levels out of control.
…Is he some kind of supersoldier?!
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