Demon Lord Wants to Laze

"What the hell are you thinking, Elena! The woods got so rough because of you!

"I didn't vandalize it, it must be because of the Warcraft"

"You couldn't surprise Elena because she shouts out" You should fight after you name her squarely, "could you?! They don't even know what to say, so there's no point in naming them!

"Words make sense, don't make sense, it doesn't matter. Accidental and cowardly imitations can also be chivalrous."

"With those warcraft! With Elena's stupidity! Guess who will fix the rough spot?!

While returning from the woods, these people should be arguing all the time.

Because we don't give in to each other, we're going on and on about grandeur.

That's already a kick-ass thing.

I was listening in a frustrating half-way through a speech fight that didn't show progress.

Rita served me tea before she asked for it.

Elena also finally changed her mind, pushing silently to start drinking tea.

In response, Ashley heats up even more.

Even the combination made it look like it was going to start.

Before I had any trouble, I held back just one word.

"Ashley, be quiet."

When I say that, it gets perfect and quiet.

Ashley shut her mouth, but she didn't seem to have laid down her spear.

I am so dissatisfied that I still say this.

"Hey, you, what can I do for you?

I spoke to a human child sitting in front of me.

The boy reacts all the time jumping up with Bikun.

Then he answered as he moved, squeezing his voice out.

It's like a bad toy.

"It's Sama the Demon King, isn't it? Ah, Ano, my sister's..."

"Uh, enough. No, don't talk."

I decided to concentrate on my nerves and read my mind when it was too much trouble to listen.

Don't be easy to carry, just because you're a weak opponent of magic.

Um, young sister, kidnapping, big organization, no closeness.

I see. I mean, is this the story?

"You, are you going to glenn? He wants us to help his sister. You're here because you don't have any parents and you don't help us around."

"Yeah!?

The boy opened his eyes and shook his boom and neck vertically over and over again, flashing.

But the opposite, I shook my head straight beside him.

The face in front of me gradually turns blue.

I don't feel guilty, but I'm not a philanthropist.

"So why don't you help yourself?

"... Huh?

This seems to have been an unexpected question, and now it will be a look of confusion.

Well, in fact, you don't do a kid infiltrating alone.

I know that, but I kept talking.

"'Cause you don't need to be annihilated, do you? I just help my sister, so I don't need a large number of people. Sometimes it's better to go alone with kids who are more likely to hide."

"Oh, that's..."

Truth be told, I have a slight fondness for this boy.

I want to praise you for all the action you've done so far by yourself.

But I dare not do it.

Because it makes it harder to refuse a request.

It's already dark out there.

Take a bath like this, eat a full tummy, and then a moment of bliss awaits with your beloved daughter.

Then it's bedtime, and if my daughter was traveling to the world of her dreams, I want to enjoy my time.

I mean, there's no loose ends to baking care of.

"Let's do it ourselves before we ask people to do it - so go home this time..."

(Hey, dude. What's wrong with this brother?

It was me who came into the conversation, and Sylvia, who is my home, Edgel.

There is usually no conversation between the weak wives of magic.

Sylvia and the boy, speaking on this occasion, cannot exchange words with each other.

Well, even if I understood the word in the first place, I doubt my daughter could understand its contents.

Why, because Eingel is only a child under the age of six.

(Hey, Rita, sister. What's wrong with this brother?

If I don't answer, the target turns to Rita.

- Mazui, I don't want you to know more...

I ordered Rita to deceive me with my gaze.

Then Rita smiles and puts her index finger on her cheek for a while.

He's choosing words, and his mouth stays shut.

And then he leaked his voice, "Mmm," and then he spoke to Sylvia.

"Apparently, this kid's sister has been exposed to a bad uncle."

(Yeahhh!?

Was it a worse story than expected, Sylvia stiffened and shivered with clatter.

I mean, Rita, instead of deception, you're straight in the middle!

(But, but! Your brother's old man will help you, won't he? You're going to help me now, aren't you?

Rita lurks her eyebrows just a little and then shakes her neck to the side.

"He doesn't have a father or a mother."

(Yep, yep, yep!?

Sylvia exclaimed and, after a few steps, collapsed out of her ass with Petan.

I embraced Sylvia in an exquisite motion that was super-fast without blinking and without any impact.

This refined movement is a gift of training, not a half-breed technique, I don't care.

When I held my daughter high, I got the same height of sight.

The angel squeezed his voice out shaking as he bent his mouth wide for so many tears in his eyes.

(Poor thing, poor thing)

"Yeah, yeah, right."

(Sylvie has an old man, but no, Sylvie has an old man to help her. No, your brother doesn't have an old man!

"Um, yeah."

No, no, no, no!

The one who has to take on this flow!

From Sylvia's mouth, I hear a breath called HUOOO HUOO.

This is an extremely dangerous situation.

Staring abominably at the traitor, Rita, you bastard, laughing flatly with your fingers against your cheeks.

(Granny, can I help you? Can I help you on behalf of your brother's old man?

"Hey - it's late today, and I'll see you tomorrow"

(Wow, ahhh.)

"Ah-ha-ha! Grandma, I'm dying to help you! I don't know what to do. I really want to help!

I desperately give up Sylvia as I twirl around.

Sylvia doesn't stop crying too much inside of sadness and shock.

Glenn, unable to keep up with the expansion, has his mouth half-opened.

Thus the bliss of my night crumbled with a strange stray rescue.

Rita is an ass binta later.