Prepare your megaphone well up to where you came in front of your home and inhale heavily.
"Pimp, pimp, pimp. I have an announcement. Dear Maruburg, Fujishima is here for you."
I tried to tell you in the building broadcast style, but even if I hadn't thought about it, I'd see you at the rally point at night.
You're pretty upset, me.
When it came to Frey, he was intrigued by the beast man he would see for the first time in his own eyes until he got here.
Though the expression is the same, the cat's tail was patchy from time to time.
"Is it the magic of loudness? Brilliant."
"Can you use Frey, too?
"Yes, but not like you. We need a deep concentration."
"You can use a lot of magic. Gargoyles are good at witchcraft."
"He who uses magic in his own race name... calls himself the Demon Nation, so he's somewhat better than any other race."
"I wonder what kind of magic can be used"
"From the saints who use massive magic alone, it's only trivial."
"Oh, no. Leave me alone... Oh, like magic to clean your body"
"Is it cleansing magic? If that's the case, I can use it."
Seriously.
I have a housing app so I can take a bath wherever I go, but it's good to keep it clean without water or soap.
"Oh, so what's going on with the garbage or something?
"The magic of conversion turns us into dirt and transports us to the fields"
"Oh, oh. I wonder if it will be fertilizer"
"Mixing soil made from garbage makes food grow better"
Magic!
How convenient. It achieves complete recycling, which is not even possible in modern society.
I dare say garbage, but dirt is the same.
"Awesome. Demonic magic is amazing. You could even make water or food?
"If it's water, it can produce some, but do you want water production to magically collect nocturnal dew"
"Hmm. Instead of generating it, gather what's there."
There's a lot of water vapor that you can't see in the air. Collect it and turn it into water.
"As, well. Shall we go inside?"
"Yes......"
It was Frey following me with a face that didn't float for some reason.
Frey pushes still in the house, not looking at the furniture he will see for the first time, but with a nagging addition and subtraction.
Speaking of which, I was sitting on the couch and urging her to sit down too... not going to make it a bit.
What's the matter with you? I thought, trying to speak to her, she opens her mouth ahead of me.
"Oh, you know. The saints are... disrespectful."
Frey starts apologizing even though he hasn't said anything.
"Oh, no. I don't know why you're being rude."
"I've thought about it. I wonder why saints only listen to magic that involves life. Demonic attack witchcraft includes…"
"Oh, you know what? I'm not interested in fighting. That's all. It doesn't matter what the Demons do."
I only asked what I was interested in, and I wasn't thinking about her... if I had to reflect I wasn't paying any attention.
She jumped in here by herself. Don't forget the neighborhood.
The fact that I only heard about the magic involved in my life led me to be mistaken for not showing any interest in her ability to escort that she was "unworthy of protection" to me.
That's not true... at least I'm confident I can't beat anyone in this world fighting. Ha. If you can bring someone weaker than me, you should come.
But it is also true that in our land, there is no need for escorts. Explain the area when she calms down...
"Was it to your left? However, in times of crisis, it is a possession that turns into a sword and protects you with sorcery!
"Oh well..."
Let's get on one knee again.
I want you to treat me like a friend, but you haven't been able to tell me yet...
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to tell you in a natural way while you're dealing with everyone. Until then, patience. Come on, me.
"I can't rely on my magic... even in my place."
Uh, uh. Heavy, heavy. Ooh.
It is me, Frey, who is approaching.
- Gachari.
The entrance door opens when I'm about to slip off the couch I was sitting on.
I usually have a ping-pong, but that's unusual.
"Go ahead -"
When I call, Sarah, the blonde boy who was outside comes inside.
He glanced at me with a buttcake under the couch and Frey, with his right hand on his chest and a knee standing, chillily, backwards with his front facing... the door closed.
"Whoa, whoa! Maluburg! Please come back! Cut."
The door opens again, and the boy with an angelic smile reappears.
"I thought you called, did you enjoy it?
Boy, Maruburg shoulders like a wasp.
"No! I wanted to talk to you..."
"Concubine, then you can't? Well, you're like the law here, and bigamy's no problem."
"Well, I guess not."
"Haha. You don't have to worry. Bigamy is allowed in the Principality and the Empire. My parents would, wouldn't they?
Ah, Akan.
This guy makes fun of me knowing.
This is the time to protect me and send my "help -" gaze to Frey.
but she was clutching her clothes with her hands on her chest as intoxicated.
"And, angel... how adorable, innocent, and wrapped in a noble aura..."
Da, no. This guy. It's like he can't use it.
There's something cold flowing down my back.
"You've been holding something different again. Are you a knight or something?
"No..."
"Yes! I will be the sword and shield of the saints -"
Something long has begun to speak.
"I'll make some tea."
"Thanks"
Leaving Frey still to continue his speech, he leads Maluburg to the dining table in front of the kitchen.
Cookies are good for snacks, I guess.
Oh, no. Did you still have potato chips?
When it's gone, there's a crow. Then I need to refill it.
Frey finally restarted when he brewed tea and Maluburg, sitting face-to-face, could eat one cookie.
"Saints, angels, excuse me earlier"
I'm the one who laughs deeply at Frey.
Maluburg, on the other hand, is used to it. I don't show you how it works.
"So, who is this guy? He's got a tail, so he's an animal man?
"No, she's a demon. Look, you got a knob in your head."
"There is. Is Tuno the hallmark of the Demon Clan? You look just like a human."
"Ugly is similar to human beings," he said.
"Either way there is fine. So do you, huh?
"Well, yeah"
Give it to me on the shelf about yourself, it's, uh, dude. I don't want to tell you.
Humans, what matters is what's inside. Yeah.
You just have to have good contents. Ha. Ahhh......
Ha......
No, you can't. Don't think of anything extra. Now, look, you do.
It's about Frey.
"The saints are so Rin and the angels can't contain the urge to hug them anymore"
What are you talking about? This guy is ah.
I'm seriously worried about the future of the Demons......