Tsk…

Morning, huh…What a bad day…

Every day is bad day knowing I have to see their faces again especially our lord. The only way I can vent my irritation is to beat the hell out of him until I am satisfied.

I get up from my bed and head towards the sink inside the bathroom. I wash my face and brushes my teeth using this toothbrush that Nil and Dylan made us use. I wash my face to refresh myself and in hopes, to refresh my mood.

I don my blue dress complimented with white robe fashioned with flower outlines. Dressing like this every day is nothing for me and this just shows my level of elegance towards the residence of this mansion.

Everyone who lives in this place is a complete whack.

I emerge from my room and the sight of the hallway with flower decors on pedestals and several doors line up along the way greeted my eyes.

“Auuuuggghhhhh….!”

“Hackkh…hhhaaaaa!”

“Hahahaha! Bwahahaha!!”

I feel like my cheek just twitches but I am better off ignoring the sound coming from inside those rooms and proceed to the place I am tasked to.

I make my way to the grand hall and make a turn towards another hall with flower decors too that sits on pedestals. My steps are swift and elegant and on top of that, it’s soundless that it shames the wind.

But my perfect and elegant strides is my everyday mistakes as it immediately takes me to this door which inside, lies a man who is worthy of every harassment. It pisses me to no end that I am the one who needs to do this every day.

I open the distasteful door and what enter my sight is the looming…mountain of laundry and trashes…

And I just had Flow clean this room too yesterday…

I made my way to the bed where he is sleeping, our lord. I open the curtains on the way and the bright sunshine permeates the room and the warmness spreads throughout this shithole.

I stare down at him with disdain and with vigor, I pull the blanket the fully covered him from top to bottom.

“Lord Nil, it is morning, wake up you trash.”

“It’s cold…I’m still sleepy…”

“Get up.”

“Noooooo! Hy you meanie! Also, as soon as I saw your face, I got hard!”

“Today’s to-do list: Number one, you will die first thing in the morning.”

“I’m awake! No need for violence! Look! I’m awake! Me getting hard was a joke!”

“So, you are saying that I am not attractive enough not to instill sexual desire?”

“Don’t be difficult early in the morning! I’m the last boss, right?!”

I don’t understand how his mind works. There are times that he will blurt out things unknown to me. The only one who can understand and talk on the same level of idiocy with him is Dylan.

“What’s for breakfast, Hy?”

“I believe Cr’thgor is still resting in his room after he was badly wounded in the battle at the dragon capital.”

“Hmm…what’s more?”

“Sistina is still sulking when you nag at her. Why don’t you cheer her up, Lord Nil?”

“Cheer her up? How? I’m going to tell you this but I am not going to impregnate her as she always wishes!”

“You…you really are a trash.”

“How rude! I am a recyclable trash!”

“Anyway, I have an idea on how you are going to cheer her up.”

“What?”

“Recently, she’s been doing some experiment in the kitchen. It seems she wants you to eat her cooking.”

“……”

“I swear she will immediately bloom like a flower if you did.”

“Hy…what’s my record?”

“Twenty deaths in a single meal.”

“Okay! I’m going to set a new record! Go tell her to cook that food and I am going to taste it!!!”

“How admirable for a trash like you.”

I immediately set out in a good mood.

My strides are as elegant as ever as I make my way to Sistina’s room. I get to see Nil die today and it makes me excited.

As I arrive at the grand hall, on my way, I met the beast kin from wolf clan, Flow, the Arcana of Gluttony. He immediately notices me and made a quick bow to me.

“It’s a nice morning to see Miss Hydrangea doing her job earnestly.”

“Hmm? Good morning to you too Flow.”

“You seem to be in a good mood. That’s unusual, is something going to happen today?”

“Yes. Also, Flow, would you clean Lord Nil’s room today too?”

“Aye! Thanks to Lord Nil, my arm is restored because of Revision. I really didn’t think that I would be defeated like that. But, you know, kids these days…they grow so fast and strong. That’s bad…really bad.”

“It’s good to know that you are fine. You’re one of the few fellows here who is sensible to have a chat with, although, your speech pattern is annoying.”

“Ah, yes, yes! What’s for breakfast? I’d like to eat something before doing any chores.”

“Oh? Really now? It would be Sistina’s specialty.”

Flow’s face becomes pale as I told him the plan about breakfast.

“I guess…I…uh…will be going hunting today…huh…?”

“You better do.”

“And I was hoping Cr’thgor will be cooking today. Thank you for the warning”

“Affirmed. See you around.”

Flow and I go on our separate paths. He went outside the mansion to do something and I immediately head to the kitchen. The reason for that is to eat left over that Nil might see. I shall see to it that I eat it myself so I shall survive the day.

If he finds out that there’s a cooked food in the refrigerator. It is one of Dylan’s invention which preserve perishable foods and stuff that easily spoils. There’s also what they called gas stove which made cooking more efficient and easy that it made Cr’thgor happy.

That goes the same for Sistina who also love to cook. The difference is Cr’thgor’s food is heavenly while Sistina’s cooking can cause the gods to scurry away from the smell alone. Of course, Sistina herself isn’t aware of it and she is taste deaf.

Moreover, Cr’thgor and Sistina has an unusual hatred with each other as both tries appeal to the trash Nil.

I arrive at the kitchen and start my rummaging…

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KNOCK

KNOCK

KNOCK

“Sistina, I am here to convey a message.”

“Uwaaaaaaaaah!! Lord Nil hates me!! Waaaaah! Auuuugghhh….! Noooo…!”

“Sistina, I am here to te--!”

“WAAAAHH! No more! I don’t want to live anymore!”

“LORD NIL WANTS YOU TO COOK A MEAL FOR HIM!”

“Eh…?”

So troublesome… I hope Sistina could at least be more sociable towards me as we are girls in this shithole.

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CREAK…

Sistina slips her head out to look at me. Her eyes are sore and her cheeks are wet. Also, her face is flushed and her hair is a mess from her endless bawl ever since Nil scolded her the day she comes home after battling with Higanbana and Alstroemeria.

The mission failing is fine but, the strict order of not engaging Alstroemeria in battle was disobeyed and so, she had an earful of nagging from me and Nil.

“Is that…true?”

“It is. Come out now and prepare a meal for him.”

“Yay! Thank you for telling Miss Hydrangea! I’ll promptly head to the kitchen and cook something for him!”

“Fix yourself first before doing that. You don’t want to look haggard in front of Lord Nil, right?”

“Ah! Right! I owe you so much Big Sis Hydrangea!”

How easy…

And how did I transcend from Miss to Big sis?

With that, I left Sistina to her own devices as she prepares herself. I then head toward one particular door at the end of the hallway. Since I wasn’t able to find any leftover to feed myself, I make my way to his room.

As I arrive at the door, I breathe deeply and…

KNOCK

KNOCK

KNOCK

“Cr’thgor…”

“Lady Hydrangea? Please be at ease and enter.”

I enter the said room and fix my posture.

Cr’thgor is stoic and stern when it comes to hygiene. Also, it is one of the people here that I give respect to due to his ability to cook and bake delicious sweets which best served with tea. I say, it’s very elegant but…his fashion sense is terrible.

For a fierce race of a dragon, he is rather meticulous.

Inside, the room is clearly clean and the aroma of sweets wafts in the air. There’s the thing called…microwave and oven…one of Dylan’s invention, in the room together with a refrigerator where Cr’thgor keep ingredients he uses to bake.

Cr’thgor is standing next to a table with flour, sugar and other ingredients to bake cookies. But... he is wearing a weird apron with floral designs over a tunic and shirt together with blue slacks.

“What could it be, Lady Hydrangea, as you can see I am in the middle of baking.”

“Cr’thgor, I am hungry, serve me something.”

“As you wish!”

He immediately moves in haste and set a cloth covered table and decorated it with flowers in a vase with a fancy chair and a tea set.

He then brings out a fluffy cake from the oven. If I recall correctly, that’s a sponge cake that goes well with Darjeeling tea. He slices the cake with accuracy and astounding precision. He set the slice of cake in front of me that is presented well and immediately pours a tea.

“Done, please enjoy, Lady Hydrangea.”

“Thanks a ton, Cr’thgor.”

“No, it was an honor to serve you. Lady Hydrangea, you, are without a doubt, is at the top among us. You are the only one who can stand beside Lord Nil.”

“You flatter me. It was a good a speech that portrays your pride and dignity as one of us. It’s just that…your fashion sense is somewhat lacking.

“Wha--!?”

Ooops…

I shouldn’t have mentioned that…

Cr’thgor now sulks in a corner. If there’s something he is similar with Sistina, it is the way how they easily sulk and how they always try hard to prove themselves to that trash. Honestly, Nil doesn’t deserve anyone of us.

Maybe he can burn together with Dylan.

I start eating and gracefully sip my tea and eat the slice of cake.

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I left Cr’thgor’s room after apologizing for hurting his feeling. I really like the ambiance in his room, unlike Sistina whose room is filled with Nil’s sewn dolls and a big pillow with his image. Although I said that, I did like her room because it’s feminine and has a lot of pink colors.

Her fashion sense is far superior to Cr’thgor and she is good at decorations and such.

I head towards the dining room and saw Nil. He sits nervously as the anticipated meal from Sistina is about to come.

“Hy! You’re here! Hold my hands! I’m really about to die!”

“No.”

“Gah! Hey…you smell like…a freshly cooked sweet!”

“What are you talking about?”

“You…you go to Cr’thgor’s room?! That’s unfair!!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Traitor! Deserter! Loner! Shorty! Flatty! Virgin!”

“But you got hard from this flatty, shorty and virgin.”

“What are you talking about?”

This scum…

“Haaa…I guess I am someone opposite from Alstroemeria, huh.”

“Do you know Hy?”

“Know what?”

“Even though Asagao and I have been in the same body, our attitude greatly differs from each other. Our views in life as I only gave her the sweet side of her time and I take the darkest and most terrible side of her time.”

“Your point?”

“Hahaha! We essentially have the same taste in woman despite those differences!”

“Haaa…”

“I know her to the core. One trivia is that Asagao is a closet pervert and loves boobs and thighs! I am pretty sure that she would be attracted to the same girl I fell to.”

“Why do you have to say this to me?”

“It’s for the audience.”

“……”

I really don’t understand how his mind works…

“Lord Nil! It’s done! Please eat my lovey dovey steak peppered salted stew mixed with mayonnaise and filled with *******************************!”

That sounds horrendous…

Sistina brings out a bowl of soup… that looks like the remains of the abyss blasted with another abyssal explosion. There’s something squirming in it and foams pop even though it is not that hot. Its color is like the pits of hell like sinful souls are sent asking for salvation.

Also, where’s the steak?

She said it is a steak but all I could see is a carcass of a beast that rotted in the crevice of existence. I’m surprised that the bowl is still intact.

I was about to leave when Nil grabs my arm and look at me dead in the eyes. His face says it all…he at least wants me to see him dies and carry on his dreams.

“S-Sistina…this…looks…amazing…in a way…”

“R-R-R-Really?! I’m happy! Kyaa!”

Sistina blushes and fidgets as Nil subtly praise her cooking. It would better for everyone here if you honestly tell her how it is.

Steam rises from her face because of Nil’s good word.

“I-I-I-I-I-I-I can’t take it! Seeing Lord Nil eat my own cooking is too much for me that my heart can’t take it! I can’t watch him eat it! Kyaaaaa!”

She ran out of the room while clasping her palm in her face from shyness. We’re left here with the abomination she cooked.

“What do you want to do Lord Nil? If you want to save yourself from you imminent doom, this is your chance.”

“No!”

“Hmm?”

“As my loyal and loving subordinate, I cannot run away the challenge she set upon me! This… uh…soup… must be filled with love! I don’t want to destroy her expectations and with that, I shall brave the danger ahead!”

“How admirable of you, my lord.”

“With you.”

“I’ll die! I’d definitely die!”

“Just stand there and hold my hand as I eat a mouthful.”

“Haaa…”

I obediently hold his hand as he immediately takes a spoonful of the diabolic soup that could slay a dragon and a demon lord.

The effect was immediate as Nil’s body convulses wildly and I myself took the opportunity and crushed his hand that I hold to vent out some pent up stress.

“ArrrgghhHHhh BLurrgraraaagghhh!”

“Do your best.”

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“Congratulations Lord Nil, you died twenty-seven times.”

“Hy! I know that you were crushing my hands while I convulse!”

“What are you talking about?”

“……”

“L-Lord Nil…how was it?”

Sistina peeks from the side of the doorway as she interjects into our conversation. Nil and I look at each other and I lightly shrug.

“Sistina, come here.”

“Yes! Lord Nil!”

Sistina rushes towards Nil like a puppy as she happily skips.

“What is it Lord Nil?”

“Uhh…umm…about that soup…well…”

Tell her the truth.

“Umm…why don’t you come here for a moment and sit on my lap.”

“Y-Y-Y-YES!”

Scum…

Sistina happily leaps at Nil’s lap. He starts stroking her head and Sistina looks pleased as she fiercely blushes.

“You see about your soup…It’s…”

“No…good?”

“…It’s delicious! I love it! But I am already full so I don’t think I can eat anymore.”

“Yay! I love you Lord Nil! It’s a shame that you’re already full but, I love you!”

“Y-Y-Yeah…”

Nil turns his head towards me with a face asking for help.

It’s your fault, though.

I won’t be doing anything so suffer from your own stupidity.

Also…Sistina… why are you so love struck with this trash…

Love is blind as they say, huh…

“Good day happy people!!”

Tsk…

Another trash appears!

Dylan greeted us with a shit eating grin with a drunken stupor as he entered the scene. I immediately leer at him together with Sistina.

One thing I like about Sistina is that we both hate this old geezer that always reeks!

Nil who saw Dylan immediately lit up and gently carry Sistina off his lap. Sistina’s face dampens as Nil’s attention was taken from her.

“Dylan!!”

“Gahahaha! How do you do my lord?”

“Dylan, about that console that I asked…do you have it?”

“Not only the console but a game to boot with! You like it right? Video games with a post-apocalyptic setting.”

“Hahaha! On point! I’m getting bored playing with Flow and Cr’thgor because they always lose in Super Smash Friend!”

“Gahahaha! Well, you are an avid player. Let’s go set up the console in the living room!”

Nil and Dylan left in high spirits.

They are talking about this console and whatnot that I do not understand myself but I know it’s idiotic entertainment involving some complex things that called technology.

“*sob*…Big sis Hydrangea!!”

“Don’t worry. This just happens once or twice a week so you’ll have a plenty of time.”

“Yes…”

“For now, please clean up your room.”

“Yes…”

Sistina left crestfallen as her beloved was stolen from her.

I really can’t sympathize with her…

Well now, since I abruptly become free for the day because of Dylan, I guess I’ll tend to my flower garden.

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As I set foot on my flower garden outside the mansion, I inhale the fresh and clear air to relieve the fatigue from associating with Nil and the others.

But when I look for the flower themed metallic chair that I usually sit, what I found is a man that stands more than two hundred and fifty centimeters. With his brawny body, slightly pointed ears, and beard, he stands out in plain sight.

I approach the man that already noticed me and calls out to him.

“It’s rare to see you in here, Gorluck.”

“Hmm? Aye, Miss Hydrangea! Ain’t this a nice weather?”

“You being here…it means that you already tended the flowers?”

“Aye!”

“My deepest thanks, Gorluck.”

“I bet’cha you’re tired from all ya’r work ‘ere?”

This is Gorluck.

In the Order of Arcana Sin, he is the current Arcana of Greed. He is a dwarf that loves collecting things such as gold and silver in whatever form. He is not a craftsman but rather, he is a sculptor. His disposition greatly varies from an ordinary dwarf.

He is also a sensible man to have a chat but there are times when a spark of inspiration comes to him and leave you hanging. Sometimes he’ll make a sculpture of you.

“Gorluck, didn’t Lord Nil told you your assignment?”

“Aye, he did. But there’s a newbie coming, right?”

“That is correct. He will replace Kran.”

“What happened to that grass loving shit head?”

“Ask Lord Nil yourself. But this is better since Kran is arrogant and does whatever he wants. He thinks Lord Nil won’t notice his actions.”

“Aye, so what will happen to him?”

“Lord Nil will simply pull out his divinity and arcana magic from him as a sign of disownment.”

“That’s harsh but he deserves it.”

Right…

I don’t like Kran too.

That elf has caused trouble than help to us. He moves on his own and does everything he wants thinking with Nil’s power, he is invincible.

As much as possible, I’d like the duo of Asagao and Hero Ichirou to teach him a lesson and strip him off of his own arcana magic.

Those two…

Their Divine Possession is powerful and sacred enough to erase an Arcana Magic.

It’s the only power that can slay Nil and completely erase Revision from Nil. The damage that they caused on Nil never healed properly by Revision is now recovers like a normal body.

It’s a weapon that truly slays and defeats devils, arcana magicians, and Nil Himself.

“Gorluck, what was your mission again?”

“Oh? Ta’ scare off one the heroes off their undies and try to bring out their potential.”

“Hmm? Who is this hero you are referring to?

“Hmm… I really can’t remember well because she doesn’t stand out much. Ta’ bespectacled lass I think. Ta’ one with the always tired face.”

“That would be Mana Minase.”

“’Aight! So, what’s about her? Know anything?”

“No. Her specs and power are all unknown.”

“Well, that is interesting.”

“When do you leave?”

“Ah, at night! She seems to be teleported at the human and fairy border.”

“I see. Be mindful as it is close to that harbor town. You don’t want Nil getting angry at you, right?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Since I don’t have any tasks here, I shall leave you to your own devices.”

“See ya’ around!”

I walk off out of the place as it is already occupied.

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Oh?

It seems he is already here…

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I called out every member of the Order and gather them at the great hall including our lord, Nil.

Nil sits in a lavish chair with gold ornaments. Besides him, we lined up in a group of three on each side. I stand by his right and Sistina stand by his left. Beside me is Flow and next to him is Dylan. Beside Sistina is Cr’thgor then Gorluck.

We stand there and wait for the new addition to our rank as Kran, the now previous Arcana of Envy was kicked out.

Three maidservants stand by the door to open it for the newbie.

Those three maids are devils who became too strong and donned a humanoid form because of their strong powers. We don’t send them to battle as there are only three of them. They all has intelligent of their own and developed feelings themselves.

Their names are based on what their hair color is.

Emerald is a devil is gradient green hair that styled with a ponytail. Ruby is a devil with short burning red hair and her bangs cover half of her face. Sapphire is a devil with blue long hair like me that fashioned with a long braid.

They are the one who mostly does the household chores other than me and Flow.

They are also the target of Dylan’s sexual harassment and the poor girls cannot resist as he is one of this place masters, although, Dylan’s harassments are just limited to touching their butts and thighs.

And so, the three opens the large door and let the new member in.

Nil speaks in a grandiose manner to welcome him.

“I am glad that you decided to join us! Who would have thought that you, among everyone else, would willingly join the Order of Arcana Sins!”

The man with messy hair and a little bit of stubble on his chin looks at us as if he is inspecting us. His watchful eyes, keen observation, and levelheaded thinking are what captured Nil’s attention.

“Let me welcome you again. Hero Shun, we are delighted to have you in our ranks! I will assure you that you will not regret this decision! From today onwards, you will be the new Arcana of Envy as your compatibility with the sin is perfect!”

“I humbly accept it.”