Demon Lord, Retry!

"I need to change the fence. Expand the other compartment..."

At night, Tahara walks around the village in one hand with her notebook.

There are hardly any bright lights, but this man is also a superior sniper, so he has a good night's eye by the time he's unusual.

Write something down in a note with a trick that is almost the same as during the day.

"Come on, this mountain's gonna scrape."

Sometimes he said something terrible, but he would have done it.

Tahara's abilities are geared towards an all-around attack, but if it were directed to one place, it must destroy even the mountain instead of the tank.

You've been working hard.

When Tahara turned around, there was a demonic grin there.

Her figure, illuminated by the moon and night, is very beautiful. But if a GAME player gets out with her in this darkness, he'll jump up.

At least let me die in a bright place.

"I hope the Secretary only expects you..."

Tahara gives it back with a blurry look and doesn't feel comfortable about it.

Yes, he is a man who loves to be apathetic, lazy and dazed. Even if I'm wrong, I'm not the kind of guy who moves or works actively from me.

"You're a lot of people, aren't you? If it's the usual Sun, it wouldn't be weird if the“ population ”around here dropped."

"That's a terrible way to put it. I've always acted with the will of the Secretary.

Yes, that's it - and I think Tahara.

Until now, the closest thing to that “will” and doing has been Yo. Unlike Shizuku, she is a crazy but very mindless woman.

I don't do anything short-circuited like pointless killings, crimes that easily get my feet on, or killing people who get out of one end of the way.

Deep, quiet dive...

If you noticed, there was already an irrevocable pattern of Hell on the ground. When you come out on the table, you can call it a very nasty type of mass murderer that it's already “too late”.

"So, Secretary, what the hell are you thinking? You know, you have some answers, don't you?

Every pre-prep is spared, sometimes slamming large pieces, stretching out all-out evil plots, and finally making sure to accomplish the "purpose” for you.

No matter how much blood, mourning and notoriety you paint that body.

In these categories, Tahara sees that Yu and Kunai Berdo are very similar.

In addition, Tahara has nothing to be malicious of, or disgusted with. Because if I didn't, I wouldn't have lived in that world.

If you didn't fit the target, sometimes if you didn't kill him, you'd be ruined.

Tahara has lived those “lives” as well.

"Honestly, I can't grasp everything either -"

"Heh... this guy, you're off the hook"

A subtle glimpse of Yu's expression as Tahara lights a cigarette.

I didn't lie - that's what Tahara decided.

Nothing seems to be grounded, but Tahara has a kind of unique inquiry, and he strongly believes in his “it”.

"My lord secretary said we're going a different way from the Great Empire - something like that."

"Well, they said it was boring."

"Yo, is that good enough for you?

Tahara thinks - that would be “boring” for Yu.

Isn't it close to hope that the path that has ravaged and flattened the world full of “experimental animals"?

"- I am, Tahara. I touched the" fault of the world. "

"Well, I hate to say strange things..."

Tahara exhales smoke as she scratches her hair abusively.

Sometimes Yu says things that are hard to understand and without clapping. Weird rhetoric and philosophy commonly found in paper scientists, etc.

"Besides, I feel the presence of God in the Secretary..."

"So clear! Hmm, Sora...... is that you again? The mystery of the human body, evolution, your cliche relatives?

"No, you don't. With time, the thought is getting stronger."

- Aren't you feeling thin too?

That's all Yu says, he leaves for the hospital without a sound.

Even a few steps away, the white coat was shaking in the darkness as if it had been inked. Tahara looked at it blurrily, but eventually rubbed off the smoke she was smoking into her mobile ashtray and proceeded to walk into the village again.

"I feel the presence of God in the Secretary."

Strangely lingering on my mind, contemplating that word.

Meanwhile, even though he was the demon king, the man who was called by God...

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"Well, there's no TV attached to the boulder..."

He dignified himself in the finest room of the Hot Springs Inn, clutching his remote while falling asleep in a duvet.

If you look at him alone, he looks like a salesman who is lenient on business trips.

It doesn't look like they say God or anything by mistake.

"I don't have any buns in the room... and I thought you said no food business."

If it's the original setting, there should be a variety of Japanese sweets in the dining room, rather than the original, but I couldn't find them anywhere.

I guess the “dry bread” that was in the stronghold was the exception.

"However, the consumables were replenished on their own. It's not all bad."

Since then, the Demon King has conducted various experiments to make sure that soap, shampoo, etc. are replenished and circulated in the same way as water.

This will allow us to operate without worrying about wear and tear. Whenever I used it, it would not have been enough to create enough SP.

"Demon King, the hot springs are really amazing! Hot water and hot air."

"Calm down, AK"

The squawk opened with a galloping noise, and the aqu in the yellow yukata slid into the futon with momentum.

They're going to sleep with me, as a matter of course.

"I took an herbal bath today!

"Mmm... sure, don't smell like herbs"

"Is that true? Eh heh."

"Are you going to sleep with me again..."

While the Demon King is so overflowing, he doesn't do anything to kick him out.

Say something, it's sweet for AK.

As the Demon King turned off the lights on his remote control and tried to go to bed, a rough footsteps were heard from the hallway.

"Ak! I told you to be my pillow today!

Luna was also wearing a pink yukata, her color.

Perhaps you put it on.

"Ak would be sleeping next to me."

"Hehe, hehe pervert! What are you gonna do to AK!

"I don't know what you're imagining, but you're so pink in the head"

Either the reason for entering the hot spring or AK, who originally slept well, had already taken a nap.

Luna, who sees it, also silences herself on the boulder.

"Shit, you can't help it...... then I'll sleep here too today"

"No, you go back to your room."

"Shut up... I'm the lord of this village"

With that said, Luna turns opposite AK and enters the futon.

It was a sandwich for a toddler and a peony daughter.

But the only emotion on the Demon King's face is "annoyance”.

"It's usually a big nuisance..."

At last, he was out in his mouth.

To Luna is Luna, an attitude that is not hesitant.

"I'm a lord... because I'm the greatest here..."

The finest duvet, Luna inadvertently closes her eyes to its comfort.

How can you say Virgin, such a soft bed from now on (?) would have never experienced it. This is also of the highest quality created by the Great Empire.

It can be called perverse quality for comfort and softness everywhere.

"What, you soft... believe me, I can't..."

As Luna turns over several times to enjoy the softness, her butt lightly touches the demon king's left hand. As soon as I got there, Luna screamed.

"Ah, you! You just touched my butt!

"How much do you blame?"

"Yes, it's no use excusing me...! Let me keep these bad hands!

"Dude..."

Luna grabs the demon king's left hand and pillows it.

You wanted me to do that from the beginning, or what...

"Hey, it's not the inner solidity... hey, the blood vessels are pi, pi pi..."

"I've got everything, and I'm just saying it in a weird way!

Strange rhetoric persisted in the bedroom, but then a few days later.

Finally, Madame Shrimp Fries, a heavy town in the social world, visited the village.