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

- I know.

This is a dream.

Already, "he" is dead.

No one here knows about him, and even on the other side (...). Also, it would be forgotten in everyday life, such as about him.

I mean - he's vanished from the world, and he doesn't exist.

... Even though it is, I still dream about it because he is still at the core of shaping the existence of "me".

- Just me, don't forget about him.

Carve the proof of his life into this chest and keep living.

Nothing, I never wanted to die, etc.

My parents were normal, they had quite a few friends, they were poor like young people, but not enough to live on, they just lived on enough food to live their days.

Behind the earth, people were dying because of conflicts, civil strife, terrorism, disease, various unjust reasons, and compared to them, I guess I was a happy being with no danger of death.

I just - I didn't know.

My own, meaning of life.

My own, worth living.

Originally, I understood that I was a self-centered living person.

I guess that's why.

I was just alone in the world, and I felt deeply aware that I was lonely (...) even though there were so many people.

Yes, I was alone.

The vast world was incredibly narrow and everything was fading.

On a recurring, unchanging routine, I was about to throw up.

I don't even know how I can get out of there, and I don't even know how to stand back.

I remained vague about what I wanted and wanted to do, and everyone didn't have an eye for the purpose of living.

Everyone, is that so?

Do you live the world of monochrome by dividing it into pieces?

Then the world is - what, cruel?

He died for a crappy reason that he couldn't help but hold such thoughts.

Exchange nothing, mean nothing, use the end of the raw as a roadside stone -.

"-Ki-Yuki."

Something, I feel something warm on my cheek.

I open my eye lid slowly, trying to be guided by such warmth that I unwind my warm, frozen spirit.

".................. n"

Along with the lights in the room, the first thing I saw in my sight - for some reason, I have a loving look on my face, Refi.

He's on my lap at some point, turning one hand on my back, putting the other hand on my head, stroking it as if to give up the baby.

"Don't worry, Yuki. Noon's here."

That said, she cuddled my body.

"..................... ah...? Hey, what's up, Refi?"

"No?... Oh, you're up"

And, she lets go of her body a little and peeks into my face from up close.

"... how are you feeling?

"Nothing, normal -"

In the middle of that word, I notice the presence of discomfort on my cheeks.

If you crawl your fingers - touch your fingertips, the feel of liquid.

... Apparently, I was crying while I slept nagging on the throne.

This, to peek into my face like I cared for this one without even Gala... maybe I did.

Embarrassing.

I didn't know you'd cry and be flabbergasted, even though you were a kid.

"... bad, I'm fine. Hey, maybe I was tired."

"... well. I hope so. It's about curing it. If the Lord falls, it will come from the enemy. Securing rice can be very difficult."

"Why rice?"

"Kaka, is it important?

With a hoot of laughter, Refi tries to get off my lap - but before I do, I grab her arm and pull away.

He was a little surprised, Leffi looking at this one with his eyes round.

I look back at her face in surprise, too (...).

Not on purpose.

For some reason, my body moved aggressively.

"? What's up?

"Oh, uh, the..."

It's not what I meant, so it's me who gets in the way.

Refi loosens his surprise look when he looks at me like that seriously - what did he think, he rides on my lap with Tong again and deposits his body here.

We were facing each other earlier, but now he's turned his back on me.

"... Hmm. As a matter of fact, I was made to hang out with the girls until earlier, so I was a little tired. Which, because I have just the right chair, should I let you rest here?

"... well. Then, well... it might be a good idea to rest."

"Right? So keep your lord in the chair."

Looking at this one in a way that looked up from the bottom, the silver-haired girl grinned.

The fragrance and warmth I feel from her intimate calms my spirit, which seems very unstable.

I... cuddle her body like that from behind to scratch off her vague anxiety.

The feel of Refi.

It passes to the whole body, that I'm here (...), solid proof.

"... Refi"

"Hmm?"

"... thanks"

"Well, I don't think there's anything to be thanked for."

She laughed delightfully when she said that.

- I know.

His raw from his previous life, after all, made no sense.

Because he didn't carve anything into the world, he didn't even leave his own genes behind, and he died.

But - his death made that sense after he died.

His life, broken by death, was then spinning ahead and began as a new story.

New stories can be filled with amazing color picking and glory and feel the purpose of living one day at a time.

The purpose is to walk (...) raw with them (...).

Nobody here knows about him.

Everyone knows "Yuki the Demon King," not about a young man who was in his previous life.

That's why I, only I, live this world without forgetting his thoughts.

- Next time, I'll make you a grave.

- I'll leave him here, too, as sure as he's alive.

"... Hey, Refi"

"What?

"I've never told you in detail before. Actually, I was dead once."

"Well? Sure, I've never heard of it in detail before. Not really, what kind of change of heart would the Lord have if he didn't try to talk about himself?

"Oh...... kind of. He's in the mood."

"Kaka, right, mood? - Then will you let me hear your lord's story?

... right, then, what shall we talk from?

Let's start... talk about the planet, shall we?

"All right, first let's talk about Earth, where I'm from. You know, I wasn't born in this world."