Demon Lord Wants to Laze

I'm in a milky world right now.

Until just now, I should have had tea with Rita and Sylvia.

Suddenly the sound disappeared from the world, and everyone stopped moving, and I lost consciousness.

It's been a long time since I've had this feeling.

Probably the first time in six months.

In front of me I call myself a "semi-spirit," no matter how I look at it, I only see cats, I have a moko.

This is a strange place for me and Moko to know.

I hear a very familiar voice.

"Ho ho ho, long time no see, Alf. How have you been?

"You were fine. You know, I've called you scattered before and you haven't come out. So what were you doing?

"What, did you ask me to do something? I've been diving deep into your spirit and working?

"A...

Yabe.

I completely forgot.

"The consumption of magic is stupid and troublesome, so it's Alf who's been asking you to do something about it, right?

"Hi."

"Do you know what kind of work that is? It's like finding and tying tens of thousands of different colored strings in pairs, right? Don't you think it's an interminable task?

"Hi."

"Do you have anything to say to hear me go so far?

"Moko, welcome back, everyone's been waiting for you to come home.

I think I hear a phonetic sound of jerking off.

Goddamn it, you're making a terrible move.

"Um, did it work?

"Well. But it's not dramatically better, is it? So much so that it got some better.

"Hmm, for example?

"You've run out of magic, haven't you? It's tough right now.

"You haven't changed.

I would have liked to be able to use it more.

Isn't it sweet in the world?

"One thing about that, okay?

"What's the matter, change it.

"I don't want you to use too much magic. At least I don't want you to deplete me.

"Why? Tell me why.

"A lot of magic is being used to protect yourself. Unconsciously. When it is depleted, its defensive function stops working. Then you'll be no different than a normal human being, just a villager. [M]

Moko was more vocal and explanatory than usual.

I don't even think I'm going to pinch a whisper or a joke.

"Especially watch out for days in a row or battles in a row. Because the restoration of magic can no longer be followed, and it will be depleted at an unexpected time.

"Okay, I'll be careful with the appropriations.

When I said yes, my vision grew blurred.

I guess we're going back to the original world.

"I have to show my face to everyone soon. I need to get my pretty pet seat back.

This is the last voice I heard, the moment the world switches.

I know you're in a hurry for taking your mascot position away from me by a doggie colo, but what do you mean you're a truly impending voice more than when you explain your magic?

The sight changes into the usual house, and gradually the color, the sound, the time returns.

The world moved again so that no one would notice that my consciousness had flown into another space.

"Oh, it's Moko! Moko, you're here!

"Oh Moko, it's not been a long time. Where have you been?

There was a moko at the table that manifested itself in my magic.

Everyone is stroking my head and chin to make me feel good.

The look on your face is shaky.

I told you to watch out for the magic. How about you consume it quickly?

"Mocko, you're with Mocko. It's Colo.

Sylvia brings him back holding the colo.

Colo is stretching his neck to the limit to smell it and even cum behind his ears and around his face.

I barked a few times when I was done sniffing.

"Colo, meh! You and Moko are gonna be great!

"I knew this would happen when I suddenly let you see me in my face. Would it be all right if I took the time?

Moko glanced at the colo like he was bored, and stretched out like he was sleeping.

Moko, you understand a lot about kittens, don't you?

Help us not to disturb harmony.

Unlike you, Colo is really a child, so get along with him.

Starting the next day, Colo chased the fleeing moko with all his might, and the sight of being shrugged and angry became routine.

I got all bumpy and noisy.

That's how Moko looked angry, but not sloppy.

By the way, Moko doesn't try to talk in the real world.

So I don't know anything other than me about Moko's high intelligence.

I asked the cat why it was so thorough.

"You're cute because you don't talk about playing animals. I want to be the most beloved child in this house.

I care about everyone's face when they know Moko's sincerity, but will they shut up for now?