Demon Lord Wants to Laze

It's Ashley and I going out today, I don't know.

I told you to meet me at breakfast, and you're not coming down for another hour.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm done playing with the colo and it's already mattered.

When I thought I'd go get it, Ashley came down.

"Oh, um... I'm sorry I kept you waiting! I couldn't decide if I was thinking about dressing like I wasn't ashamed!

"Ooh. I don't mind.

"Um, how about this...?

I've heard some good reviews.

I don't know what the outfit looks like, it seems clear.

The buttons are tightly closed to the neck, not the clothes with empty backs around the neck that show off the body.

That also highlights the big breasts, but it doesn't matter.

This tops is not overly plain, in calm shades but with delicate ribbon embellishments on the chest.

The skirt is a sober feeling with an embroidered hem on a yellow floor that extends down to the knee.

This is the difference between the usual style of full catfish feet and cloud mud.

There's something about it, and it feels like a little aristocratic lady.

Did you have clothes like that?

You've never seen it on before, have you?

"Yeah, well... I think you look great.

"Is that true?! Glad!"

Ashley smiles full face with her hands together.

I don't have any stirring complaints or quick mouths.

Hard to do...

That's already, very...

Somehow, Mutzlihetale Road! What a lot easier for you to say and be clamped.

I'd have trouble reacting if I came with this attitude.

Today is an inspection of the city of Registria.

Reconstruction situation I listen to people in the city.

I feel like I'll be shopping and eating in the spare time.

Not the same as when Elena did?

You have a poor date plan?

I don't think it's a date. That's fine!

Walking with me through the city of Registria.

If it had been Ashley before, she would have made full use of her violent boobs and stuck to her arm.

Now follow me one step behind.

When I turn around curious, I have eyes and return them with a smile worth a thousand gold.

Um, this old-fashioned sense of good wife...

I had some pessimism about Rita's solitary state in the right-wife race when it was.

To stop Rita, Elena and Ashley were hoping for something a little more rival.

Because I thought if I could stay on my own, I might be accidentally coupled.

But the result of that prayer is that it is difficult and uncomfortable.

Is it my wagamama who thinks that?

First I headed to Chris' living room.

As usual, he worked while surrounded by large amounts of paperwork and sugars.

The tower of sweets stacked so close to the ceiling stands in perfect balance.

"Oh, is Mr. Ashley with you today? That's unusual.

"Mr. Chris, thank you for all your hard work. Looks like you're busy, isn't your body hard?

"Huh?! What is it, Mr. Ashley? Did you eat anything weird? Or are you short on sugar?!

Rarely upset and bodily and pretty rude rambling Chris.

Well, you'd be surprised if people changed.

I wonder if you are concerned about the lack of sugar.

Rather you go crazy depending on the sugar content?

I asked for confirmations and reports before leaving the room.

Next up is Arden in charge of defense and security.

Arden and Ashley don't know each other that well, so they won't be surprised.

When I arrived in front of the castle wall, I saw a boneless, long-sleeved man putting a drink in his men.

Same coaching fever, he's an asshole.

"Hey, Arden. Was it a bad time now?

"Oops, Demon King's husband! Don't worry about that. Anytime... bring Mr. Beppin again today.

"Stop it, stop the weird cover shooting.

"What are you illuminating? No? I'd like to walk around the city with such a beautiful woman someday, too.

"Mr. Arden, we're out of time. You're a good flatterer as well as a sword.

"Oh, no, no. I was just being honest with you. Hehe, hehe.

Arden to be deredere to see.

Think of the time and place, my men are confused to see you like that?

Weren't you preaching?

Still, this "pretty girl power" of Ashley is nasty.

Because it does look perfect, depending on your taste, I suppose.

Until now, I was sorry for my personality, so I didn't appreciate one thing right now, but I guess with my current attitude, I'd have a reputation.

You're supposed to hate Ningen, but you don't even try to break your good wife Smile at all.

I don't know what this is... getting tougher.

I don't see a gap.

Somehow, a little early for lunch, we headed to the dining room.

Ashley doesn't make one disgusting face, just says yes and follows.

To pay for the awkwardness, I entered the store and placed an order with the clerk.

Ashley's just hot milk because she's not hungry yet.

Unlike me in the meat dish, I came just ahead of the milk.

Ashley tries to wrap the cup with both hands while keeping it at her desk, breathing hoo-hoo-hoo from a distance.

I thought I was doing that and started drinking slowly holding the glass with both hands again.

If I drink just a little, I say bee or something and get my tongue out.

That repeat.

Bruises.

You bruise, don't you?

Arden is going to get knocked out.

Fortunately, I was just so frustrated that I didn't get hit.

Watching something like this makes me think, "Wait or drink, make up your mind" or something.

After a while, my food came out too.

It's chopped up roasted beef and sprinkled with lemon juice and rock salt.

It also comes with bread and a small lettuce salad.

It's something I usually eat in a good mood, but I don't know how it tastes just today.

I knew it would kick me like I was in a panic.

I can't help but be even more awkward after the food arrives.

Because Ashley watches all the time.

That's enough - smile.

I lean my neck slightly when my eyes meet me and smile even more.

I'm not saying laugh, I'm saying don't look.

The meat dish was finished at the pace of a hot snack, and the store was left behind trying to escape.

He came to the central fountain square without even finding a place to go.

Again, I laid my back on the edge of the fountain without meaning.

Ashley also imitates it in an empty position for one fist.

And opened his mouth gently.

"Before this, for me or something... thank you so much.

"No, well... until I did what I deserved.

"So... I wanted to thank you again.

"Don't worry about it.

"How can I repay you? It bothers me all the time. Because I can do chores like Rita, and I don't have the technology to stand out like Elena.

"No, because you should always follow suit.

I really do.

Is this the true story of the Demon King?

Don't think of anything extra, seriously.

No, seriously, please.

Without it, Mr. Omei is an ora. You're holding hands, aren't you?

"There's not much I can do! But it's also hard not to do anything.

"Oh, no, you know"

"So at least. At least with my body... Please accept my own!

"... wouuuuuuuuu."

You've got a weird voice!

I mean, this guy's still Ashley!

The roots of the idea are totally there!

Can we just do the head pescene and tear it up, as usual?

Seriously, it's toned, but it's got really moist eyes. What are you talking about?

That's when I heard voices around me strangely.

This... is the voice of the kids playing ball.

"Let's go - get it right.

"Okay, kooo!

"I'm not dead! Galaxian Patriot Shooting Star!!"

"Oh, where are you throwing it?"

"Oh, blah blah!

Ogang!

That flashes.

A glimmer of shooting star-like light accurately shot through Ashley's temples.

Rolling ball.

Ashley sticks from her head into the fountain.

I look at it like other people.

The kids came to apologize in a hurry, so I told them not to worry.

Boys, do it next time where it's not popular.

Thanks for your help.

Then I rescued Ashley.

Then I was back to my usual asshole kid.

You think my head has been bonked for the last few days and my memories are only fragmented?

"But it's okay now, everyone's idol thing, Ashley. It's a big revival!

She seemed so nostalgic as to put her chest up and say so.

Now you're finally a real "welcome back," Ashley.