I Hear You Want to Raise an Angel Too

The Demon King adopted the worst little troublemaker in the Celestial Realm.

They say the little angel drags down her team's results every day because she can't memorize her prayers. She also often forgets to fold away her wings before going out, gets stuck in doorways, and causes a public nuisance... Yeah, she's bad enough. Sounds like a fitting heir.

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The Demon King was quite pleased with his little one, and personally taught her how to tame her subordinates.

"See that demon? Go sit on his neck, then tell him, 'You'd make the perfect mount.'"

The little angel nodded, flapped her wings, and hooked her legs around the demon's scorching neck. Just as she was about to deliver her threat, his somber, icy silver slit pupils frightened her. Trembling, her full white wings quivering, she stammered, "I, I'd make the perfect mount."

Well, Gluttony was indeed a little fierce. It was only normal that she couldn't handle him yet.

The Demon King persevered, giving the little angel strict lessons.

He pointed toward the beguiling Chaos Succubus nearby and patted the little angel's thin back.

"See that succubus? Go seduce him, then tell him, 'You're filthy.'"

The little angel nodded vigorously. She crept over, stealthily pinched the succubus's tail, and declared haughtily, "Y-you're filthy..."

The succubus's eyes glistened with tears. He bent his supple waist and looked at her timidly. "Angel sister, I only just came of age. How could I be filthy...?"

Seeing the succubus's tears, the little angel spread her wings in alarm and stammered, "Y-you-you're clean! I'm the one who's, who's dirty..."

The Demon King, who had witnessed everything: ...It's fine. I can still teach her.

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Later, the throne that the leaders of the seven clans had coveted for so long finally stood empty, and the poor little angel had no one left to protect her. The Demon King's former subordinates closed in on the throne, and the demons' gazes seemed ready to tear her wings to shreds.

The little angel summoned her courage and climbed onto the Demon King's throne. Trembling, she removed his crown and tried to imitate his threatening manner in a soft, timid voice. "D-do you see this throne?" She couldn't bear to throw the Demon King's crown on the floor, so she carefully set it on the armrest. Then she straightened up, put her hands on her hips, and continued.

"I'd rather throw it away than give it to you!"

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Reader's Notes:

1. The heroine is a pure-blooded angel: timid, adorable, delicate, and beautiful. She's much smaller than any demon. Nonhuman x nonhuman. If that's not your thing, feel free to leave now. Thanks.

2. These aren't traditional angels and demons. Please be lenient with Puff's poor writing.

3. If you really want to classify it, you could call it Western fantasy, but it's Puff-style Japanese fantasy. Don't expect traditional writing techniques. Puff knows full well she doesn't have that level of skill, but she's hopelessly obsessed despite being bad at it. Sigh.

4. Inspired on 2023-07-14, written down on 2023-07-15.

Theme: Anything is possible