One day, in the middle of the consular desk, the demon king asked about Elephant's marriage.

"What about you guys, who do you think you are?"

With red eyes, Walt looks at his partner and answers.

"I want someone else."

"So far, so full of work."

"But eventually I'm going to get married. And leave me, like Elephant...."

Until I deliberately retrieved the marriage notification of my subordinates who had finished signing a long time ago, the Demon King was playing with something. Turning quickly to the cause, the Wizard of the Demon King smiled calmly.

"No, I was sold, wasn't I?

"But I was frayed. You believed in my chastity."

"You're lying, right? You totally used me for political marriage, didn't you? You can't hit the victim, can you?

"You look like Keith lately. It used to make me feel better."

"I'll think of it as a compliment. Yes, my wife is prototyping a new photographer with Master Claude's input, so I'll bring it to you soon."

I see. I'm looking forward to it. When I took the picture, Eileen was embarrassed and cute. "

Having avoided Claude's unreasonable accusations, Elephant was in a good mood, resembling the Demon King's Servant, who certainly prepared tea for him.

"So, what about you guys? I don't suppose there's a woman hiding it from me."

The story came back. Walt is stunned.

"I won't do that horrible thing....."

"That's right. If you do that, you'll get more jobs."

You're not here, are you?

"No"

The two of you say exactly what you want. This area is a stunt acquired since I became the guardian of this demon king. And then I'll add one more thing.

"Like I said, I want it."

I see. Good, then. Here's your fishing book, Walt. "

Yes?

Walt's smile solidified when he shook it at an incredible angle.

Fishing slip. It's a resume replacement that comes before the meeting.

"... eh, is that a mistake?

"I'm not mistaken. I was going to give you a proper title and marry the right woman at the right time."

"Don't call me the right number, it'll be too much!

"Why are you angry? It means appropriate."

"No, it's not. It means" Tequito. "

"It's good to play with words. Anyway, tomorrow, go where you want."

"No, no, no, no, wait! Just me!? Kyle!?"

Pointing to Kyle with her eyes rounded sideways, Claude had a difficult face.

"I don't know how much you two share as one of my guards."

"No, that's not what it means! I wonder if he's worth it."

"I thought I'd wait for you to tell me to marry one of you."

I was convinced of the answer. Walt lifts the edge of his lips as he leans out onto the desk.

"You're playing, Mr. Claude."

"Elephant hasn't had a week."

Looking at Elephant, she looked strange.

You've settled down since you got married. Recently, your attitude has become more and more normal.

"I'm sure you'll be fine, but don't be crude to them. Don't forget today's party."

"No, you know, I haven't agreed yet."

"I prepared it for you.

"If you tilt your head, only Aili will listen to me!

"I heard from Eileen. She's a good mistress, isn't she?"

Claude had a very refreshing smile as he stiffened himself.

The vase is closed, so I'm not really laughing. If you answer incorrectly, the windows will be smiled at by the gust.

"I'm telling you to go. Do you understand?"

And the answer is yes.

"Yes, with pleasure!

You deserve it.

I tried to step on the side of my stupid partner's words, but he quickly dodged me.

"Yes, there's one more thing I need to know about you. You're not Walt Lizzanine."

Yes?

"Not even my escort. It's some kind of noble trio. Isaac Lombard."

"Ha!?"

Kyle frowned beside the shouting Walt.

"I mean, is that a substitute? But why?"

"Do not report any information you have learned about the other person except me and Keith. Do not unnecessarily speak out, even against Kyle and Elephant. Of course not for Eileen. I'll finally decide on your engagement. It's not just rumors that sell magic incense."

It's not just a substitute. Kyle grabbed his mouth and Walt exhaled from his shoulders.

(Undercover Investigation of Magic Incense Trafficking)

"Nevertheless, it's a good opportunity. Don't compromise my integrity as a guardian, gentlemen."

"Leave it to me. I'm good at getting along with girls."

Walt smiles at Claude's fishing letter.

May the Devil forget that he offered to be Eileen's mistress.