A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls, and Heartwarming Bliss

I'm home.

"... just now"

When Refi was as relaxed as usual, the only door connecting him with the living room - in fact, between the thrones, not the living room, but that's how Refi recognises it - opened, from which a young man came back to the room with a girl on his shoulder.

This young man is the lord of the dungeon here - and not long ago, Yuki, the demon king who became her husband.

Shouldered is the girl, En, whose sword "Sin", which seems to be the type of sword, is the main body.

En has an entity like that, but it is actually the sinners Yuki still holds in one hand.

It's a story that doesn't have the kind of thump that I've never even heard of for a long time living myself, such as weapons having separate entities and humanizing... but when this young man does something funny like that, he's strangely convinced that he can do that, and I don't think it's particularly weird.

Perhaps from day to day, this young man has become accustomed to bizarre behaviors - and strange things.

Really, it's what made an interesting man my husband.

But I think I'm - I think I'm attracted to places like that.

I didn't even think of fine dust when someone and I were going to have a turn... but the days since I met this young man are filled with colors that are no less pale than the long raw ones I've lived as Heilong.

I've never known this husband since I met him that the world (...) is so wide and fun.

If I don't meet Yuki, I'm sure I'll still be living alone in the narrow world by the heavens of that mountain.

There is something frightening about me, knowing the breadth of the world in this way, if I were to live like that again.

Perhaps I am no longer, that boring and narrow world, unbearable.

No, I'm sure.

Thinking about that in a corner of her head, she called out to the two of them who had returned.

"Welcome back, both of you - why is Yuki, the Lord the only one who's worn out like that again?"

Refi with a slightly frightening look.

Compared to myself, the young build is a good place Yuki, but the adults should have already welcomed him.

Nonetheless, this is how you look at your clothes all dressed up in worn mud, as if they were just children themselves. Plus, it smells a little burnt for some reason.

Seriously, the dirt is remarkable because the ethnic costume of the girl he is carrying on his shoulders remains beautiful.

If this is just fighting demons, I don't even know...... the logic that this man is childish is probably closer because when he goes out for some play with the toddlers who live in this castle, he's almost always dressed up close to muddy.

... No, speaking of which, was this man born a demon king not long before he met himself?

Then maybe it makes sense to be childish because, well, you can say less than a year old... but a young man of adult age, no matter how he looks at his physical age.

… the ecology of the species Demon King is truly a mystery.

"Yes, no, a little..."

"... Lord, remember the new magic, it was hazy"

"Mr. En!?

Yuki rushes to stop En, who always has a boisterous look, from saying the truth lightly.

Oh...... I see.

The general appearance floated easily behind his brain, and Refi gave him such an indescribable look, smiling, frightened.

"Oh, Demon King, are you home?"

And, at that time, he noticed that Yuki and the others were back, and Hyoko and Leila peek at his neck from the kitchen.

"... Cohon. Ooh, I'm home, Leila. You ready for dinner?

"Almost there.... En looks fine, Demon King, but we still have some time before we can do it, so why don't we take a bath of water first -?

Leila, who sees Yuki fit, suggests to him yes.

"Woo, I will. En... uh, so, you want to take a bath, too?

The girl out of the shoulder car quickly figured out what it meant to pull her own hem, quickie, and so he asked.

"...... hmm. together."

"Okay, okay - and yes, what about Iruna and the others?

"Iruna and the others, I think it's time to come back from the castle. Maybe those kids will come home muddy too, so I think they'll storm that way along the way -"

"Aye, roger."

Yuki replied, waving her hand hilariously, turning the door knob chattering several times before taking the girl by her side out of the room again.

I guess when I heard the other kids were coming, I headed to the inn with the big bath that was built potpourri on the meadow, not the smaller bath of those who were preparing for this living room.

Thanks to that door, space is magically connected by space-time, and it can be connected to another door by operating with a door knob.

"... now, that's it. He's really good with kids."

"Ugh, aren't you a good husband -"

…………

To Leila's words, Leffi's face turns just a little red.

When someone tells me I'm a husband, I'm still a little embarrassed by the fact that I've become a couple.

"I've hardly ever seen such a good looking after lord, either. I think Master Refi has caught a very good lord. You seem pretty strong."

Leila is a demon, though rather out of bounds.

Strong, which means it's one of the criteria for a man who's attractive to her.

"... because you don't want to?

"Heh, I know."

And when the two of us are having a conversation, that's when they hear a sad voice coming from the kitchen.

"Les, Layla! I need you to come here for a second! Something's wrong with the pot!

"... Master Leffi, you can have dinner in less than thirty minutes, so please don't go back to sleep."

"Um, okay. Tell me if you need any help. He'll be pissed off if he just relaxes."

"Yes, I understand -. I'll call you back in a little bit."

With a grin on her mouth, Leila said, "I already said... just don't look at the pot..." and disappeared into the back of the kitchen again.

- In the living room, silence comes again.

But... after a little while, again, as usual, this place is going to be noisy.

I can easily imagine such a future.

Yuki returns as she takes the children, and Lew lines up the plates in a waffle, next to which Leila prepares for dinner with Teki.

And when everyone gets to the table, you will state that you will join hands, and then you will proceed with the chopsticks with a noisy conversation about what happened, what you did, today.

"... huhuhu"

- The world is beautiful.

Beautiful, noisy, fun - and warm.

I'm probably lucky enough to know that.

That's what one person, she thought.