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Beginning:
紅，一名效忠於國家的術士，即使這個國家並不強大，但人民純樸、王國普遍的善良風氣，她依然很喜歡這裡。
不幸的是，以征服為信仰的鄰國，發動了侵略，已經有幾個邊境潰敗，且戰力懸殊。
紅的家族有一個祖傳的魔族契約，關於遠古、強大的存在，被稱為Loading Night（紫），只要獲得她的協助，幾乎沒有無法擊退的敵人。
但..據說，契約就代表終身的奉獻。
身為一名年輕有為的術士，紅連戀愛都還沒談過，就要為了國家終身奉獻給契約魔族嗎？...
她很猶豫。
Development:
紅來到祖傳的遺跡王座，除了唸出『召喚語』，還無所不用其極的設法讓紫出現。
例如在那裏唱歌，跳舞，裝可愛，說情話，告白
但是什麼事情都沒發生，直到她說出「保護我！笨蛋紫！」
!紫名字用L.Night
Turning Point:
紅漸漸發現這個強大的魔族，原來是怕老婆出名的，而她的老婆似乎就是紅的祖輩血脈之一，當時強大的女術士Loading Red。
但，不知道為何，紅卻戴的上那被認為隔世識別的祖傳之戒，這象徵著她幾乎可被視為L.Red的「再現」。
Ending:
紅對紫的好感，紫對紅那怎麼看都像自己老婆的情感，終於超越了這份隔閡，二人的關係在紅發現紫其實很會因自己而吃醋，快速升溫。
最後在紅半脅迫半邀請之下，紫終於願意承認，她，大概可以收下來當老婆了。
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E.Red had always considered herself a sensible woman.
She was one of the kingdom's most accomplished sorceresses, respected by the royal court and perfectly capable of making difficult decisions.
Unfortunately, her latest decision involved marrying a demon.
Possibly.
The ancient contract wasn't very clear.
Her kingdom was small, peaceful, and rather hopeless at warfare. Its people were kind, its rulers generally reasonable, and its soldiers had never expected to face an empire that considered conquest a national hobby.
Three border fortresses had fallen.
The fourth was surrounded.
And E.Red's family possessed one final solution.
L.Night.
An ancient demon powerful enough to defeat entire armies.
According to family records, summoning her required lifelong devotion.
E.Red stared at the parchment.
"Wonderful. Twenty-five years of being single, and my first serious relationship might be compulsory."
She turned the page.
The contracted entity is unpredictable, difficult to understand, and possesses an insatiable desire for—
The following words had faded.
E.Red frowned.
"An insatiable desire for what?"
Beside the passage was a drawing of black mist with enormous claws.
"...Charming."
Still, if sacrificing her romantic future could save her country, she would do it.
With considerable complaints.
The ancestral ruins were buried beneath a mountain, illuminated by violet crystals.
At the end of a long corridor stood an empty obsidian throne.
E.Red raised the purple gemstone ring she'd inherited.
The chamber doors opened.
She stepped inside and recited the ancient summoning words.
The crystals flickered.
Black mist gathered above the throne.
E.Red swallowed.
"Great L.Night, I am E.Red, descendant of Loading Red. I've come to request your assistance."
Nothing.
The mist floated silently.
"...Hello?"
Still nothing.
Perhaps demons required more elaborate ceremonies.
She bowed.
She offered compliments.
She sang a traditional love song.
When that failed, she attempted a graceful dance around the throne.
The mist shifted slightly.
Encouraged, E.Red placed a hand over her heart.
"Oh, magnificent L.Night, your beauty must surpass the stars themselves!"
Silence.
"Your power is beyond mortal understanding!"
More silence.
"Please accept my eternal devotion!"
A small tendril of mist retreated behind the throne.
E.Red stared.
"...Are you hiding?"
The tendril disappeared.
Her patience began to unravel.
She climbed onto the throne, crossed her legs, and folded her arms.
"Listen. I've traveled all this way, embarrassed myself repeatedly, and offered you a perfectly respectable magical partnership."
The mist trembled.
"Our kingdom is being invaded. People need help. I need help!"
Another tremor.
E.Red narrowed her eyes.
"Wait."
She leaned forward.
"Protect the kingdom?"
The mist moved.
"Defeat the enemy?"
Another movement.
"Accept my lifelong devotion?"
Nothing.
"...Marry me?"
The mist practically fled toward the ceiling.
E.Red's jaw dropped.
"Oh, that's wonderful. Even an ancient demon is rejecting me!"
She stood, furious.
"Protect me, you idiot, L.Night!"
The chamber shook.
The black mist collapsed inward, spiraling into a single shape.
E.Red stepped backward.
Wings unfolded.
A pair of dark claws emerged.
And sitting rather awkwardly on the floor was a remarkably attractive woman with messy violet hair, bright amethyst eyes, and two small fangs.
She looked up.
"..."
E.Red looked down.
"..."
The woman blinked.
"...Wife?"
E.Red froze.
"What?"
L.Night stared at her.
Then at the ring.
Then back at her face.
"...Loading Red?"
"No. E.Red."
A long silence followed.
"Oh."
L.Night slowly stood, brushed the dust from her clothes, and sighed.
"...That's troublesome."
E.Red's eyebrow twitched.
"Excuse me?"
"You're a descendant."
"Yes?"
"Then why were you proposing?"
"..."
L.Night tilted her head.
"And singing?"
E.Red turned scarlet.
"You were listening?!"
"...Unfortunately."
"So you're telling me my family's terrifying ancient demon was actually my ancestor's wife?"
"Yes."
"And the contract?"
"A promise to protect her family."
"And lifelong devotion?"
L.Night frowned.
"...That sounds like something my wife wrote."
E.Red stared at her.
"Your wife wrote the contract?"
"Most of it."
"Why?"
"She had a strange sense of humor."
E.Red slowly covered her face.
She had just spent an entire afternoon attempting to seduce her family's historical emergency defense system.
L.Night watched her.
"...Are you finished?"
"No!"
"...Oh."
"Stop looking so innocent!"
L.Night sighed.
"Fine. Where are the invaders?"
The war ended three days later.
On the first day, L.Night appeared above the enemy army as an enormous cloud of darkness.
On the second, their siege engines vanished into the mist and reappeared neatly stacked outside their own camp.
On the third, the invading emperor received a handwritten message.
Go home.
He refused.
The message appeared again.
This time, it was carved across the palace courtyard.
The emperor requested peace before breakfast.
E.Red watched the negotiations through a magical crystal.
"...That's it?"
"Mm."
"You defeated an entire empire."
"They were annoying."
E.Red glanced at the woman lounging beside her.
L.Night was eating a strawberry pastry.
An ancient, unstoppable demon.
With powdered sugar on her cheek.
E.Red sighed.
She was beginning to understand why Loading Red had married her.
The peace treaty was signed, but L.Night remained at the family estate.
Officially, she was providing preventive protection.
Unofficially, E.Red had discovered that an ancient demon made an excellent companion.
Especially one who was so easy to embarrass.
One afternoon, E.Red found L.Night asleep on a sofa.
She sat beside her.
"L.Night."
"...Mm?"
"You're supposed to be protecting me."
"You're safe."
"What if someone steals me away?"
"I'll stop them."
"What if I willingly go with them?"
L.Night opened one eye.
"...Why?"
"Perhaps they're charming."
"..."
"Or perhaps they invite me to dinner."
L.Night sat up.
"...Who's inviting you?"
E.Red smiled.
"Interested?"
"No."
"Jealous?"
"...No."
"Then why are your wings spreading?"
L.Night glanced backward.
Her wings immediately folded.
"...Reflex."
E.Red laughed.
It was becoming her favorite pastime.
But the teasing wasn't entirely innocent anymore.
She liked L.Night's quiet company. The way she listened, the way she remembered E.Red's favorite tea, and the surprising seriousness beneath her lazy manner.
One evening, E.Red fell asleep while reading military reports.
L.Night found her in the study.
For a long moment, she stood silently beside the desk.
The scene was painfully familiar.
Loading Red had often fallen asleep over her research.
The same confident expression.
The same stubborn refusal to rest.
L.Night gently placed a blanket over E.Red's shoulders.
Then her gaze fell on the purple ring.
"...It couldn't be."
E.Red stirred.
"L.Night...?"
"...Go back to sleep."
"Stay?"
L.Night hesitated.
Then pulled up a chair.
"...Fine."
The ring had always troubled her.
According to Loading Red's private notes, only someone carrying a particular soul signature could wear it.
Yet E.Red had worn it since the day she inherited it.
When L.Night finally examined the ring properly, she became unusually quiet.
"Loading Red sealed part of her soul into this."
E.Red looked up.
"Why?"
"She believed she could return someday."
"And did she?"
"...I don't know."
L.Night turned the ring gently between her fingers.
"You don't have her memories. You're not obligated to become her."
E.Red watched her.
"But you think I'm like her?"
L.Night sighed.
"...Unfortunately."
"Unfortunately?"
"She was troublesome too."
E.Red smiled.
"Was she beautiful?"
"...Yes."
"Intelligent?"
"Yes."
"Impossible to resist?"
L.Night stared at her.
"...You sound exactly like her."
"Hmph."
L.Night went still.
For an instant, there was something almost painfully familiar in that expression.
E.Red noticed.
Her teasing smile softened.
"Hey. I'm E.Red."
"...I know."
"And I happen to like you."
L.Night blinked.
E.Red leaned closer.
"Not because of some ancient contract."
"..."
"Just you."
L.Night looked away.
Her ears were bright red.
"...You're troublesome."
"Apparently, that's your type."
Peace brought another problem.
L.Night no longer had enemies to fight.
E.Red, meanwhile, had developed an increasingly unreasonable desire to keep her nearby.
D.Cyan offered to help.
This was her first mistake.
Her second was organizing a gathering for unmarried sorceresses.
By the end of the evening, L.Night looked ready to declare war on the entire ballroom.
Back at the estate, she marched into the sitting room.
"...E.Red."
"Yes?"
"Why was D.Golden asking you to dinner?"
"She's friendly."
"And N.White?"
"What about her?"
"She kept holding your hand."
"We were dancing."
"...For three songs."
E.Red raised an eyebrow.
"You counted?"
L.Night folded her arms.
"No."
"Really?"
"...Maybe."
"And D.Dark?"
L.Night frowned.
"She said you were beautiful."
"How terrible."
"She meant it."
E.Red burst into laughter.
L.Night stared at her, offended.
"...What's funny?"
"You're jealous!"
"I'm concerned about your safety."
"Of course."
"Those women were suspicious."
"All of them?"
"...Yes."
E.Red approached her with a delighted smile.
"So you don't want anyone else courting me?"
L.Night sighed.
"Wife, stop teasing me—"
Silence.
Both women froze.
L.Night closed her eyes.
"...Oh."
E.Red's smile slowly returned.
"What did you call me?"
"Nothing."
"Say it again."
"I refuse."
"L.Night."
"..."
"Look at me."
Reluctantly, L.Night opened her eyes.
E.Red was standing very close.
"You know, I don't remember Loading Red's life."
"...I know."
"But I remember every moment I've spent with you."
L.Night's expression softened.
"And I would like quite a few more."
For once, L.Night had no clever escape.
E.Red gently took her hand.
"Would that be so terrible?"
"...No."
"Good."
E.Red glanced at the ring.
"Then perhaps we should discuss a new contract."
L.Night looked suspicious.
"...What kind?"
"Marriage."
"...What?"
"With me."
L.Night stared.
E.Red continued pleasantly.
"You may refuse, of course."
"...Good."
"But then I'll have to consider D.Golden's dinner invitation."
L.Night's wings spread instantly.
"Absolutely not!"
E.Red laughed.
"There it is!"
"...You!"
"Well?"
L.Night rubbed her forehead.
"...You're impossible."
"And?"
"...Stubborn."
"And?"
"...Beautiful."
E.Red blinked.
L.Night's expression was suddenly serious.
"I loved Loading Red. I won't pretend that never happened."
"I wouldn't ask you to."
"And you're not just someone replacing her."
E.Red squeezed her hand.
"Good. I have my own ambitions, you know."
"...I noticed."
"Then?"
L.Night looked at her for a long moment.
"...I think I'd like to know you for the rest of your life."
E.Red's expression softened.
Then, naturally, she ruined the solemn atmosphere.
"So you'll take me as your wife?"
L.Night sighed.
"...Probably."
"Probably?!"
"...Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes, E.Red."
E.Red smiled triumphantly.
"Wonderful. Now kiss your future wife."
L.Night hesitated.
"...May I?"
For a moment, E.Red simply stared.
Then she laughed, leaned forward, and kissed her.
It was brief, warm, and accompanied by the unmistakable sound of L.Night's wings knocking over a nearby vase.
Neither of them noticed until it shattered.
"..."
"..."
L.Night sighed.
"That's expensive."
E.Red rested her forehead against hers.
"You're an ancient demon. Fix it."
"...I refuse."
"Darling."
The vase immediately repaired itself.
The following morning, E.Red discovered a small parchment beside her breakfast.
It was written in exceptionally neat handwriting.
Marriage Contract
Party A: E.Red.
Party B: L.Night.
Duration: As long as both parties wish.
Obligations: Mutual protection, companionship, and reasonable consideration.
Additional provision: No unnecessary matchmaking gatherings.
E.Red read the document twice.
Then she laughed.
"L.Night!"
From the adjoining room came a sleepy response.
"...What?"
"You forgot something!"
"...What?"
E.Red picked up her pen and added one final clause.
Unlimited affectionate teasing, subject to mutual consent.
L.Night appeared in the doorway, glanced at the amendment, and sighed.
"...I knew it."
E.Red held out the parchment.
"Well? Sign it."
L.Night looked at her.
At the ring.
Then at the unmistakably pleased expression on her future wife's face.
After several seconds, she took the pen.
"...Fine."
She signed.
E.Red immediately wrapped her arms around her.
"Welcome back, darling."
L.Night went still.
Then, very gently, returned the embrace.
"...I'm home, wife."
Somewhere in the royal archives, the ancient contract remained carefully preserved.
For generations, scholars had believed it described an impossible bargain with a terrifying demon.
They would have been devastated to discover the truth.
The most powerful magical contract in the kingdom was, apparently, a marriage proposal.
And the ancient demon had lost the negotiation.
Again.
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