Demon Lord Wants to Laze

"You guys! Good luck so far! It's a victory for the Resistance, the people and the sub-people!

Whoa, whoa!

A special stage made on a plain near the register rear.

It's Arden who's barking there.

I don't know if he's a festival character, but he seems used to talking in public.

That's headed by a martial artist.

The audience also added some flair to the speech with a wild cheer

"Yes, Mr. Arden. Thank you for the opening words. Then continue..."

Chris, a regular driver, plays the role of facilitator.

You, the warm air would have cooled off in an instant.

He even made a fist grip and he was screaming. My uncles are chomping, right?

"We have sprung unprecedented good governance in this country, traveled east to bring down foreign enemies, and finally became the champions of the continent, Lord Alfred. Go to this stage. Please speak to the inhabitants."

Too much lifting, Chris. You son of a bitch.

His Excellency and I are common folk who sell crops.

Lift it up a little bit, remember later.

I'm going to mix it up with some very bitter biologics for my next souvenir.

"Uh, whatever. It's Alfred, who was introduced in the big upper section. I am honestly glad that reconstruction has still taken place, albeit in a territory I have no choice but to undertake. This is all due to your work, too. You can be proud."

The people in the square, the guys with their faces out the window in the room, my family holding back behind them, they're all looking at me.

How uncomfortable, let's get this over with.

"Today's feast is for the celebration of victory and reconstruction. Eat as much of the mesh as you like here. A small reward from us. Above"

Well. It's more from Arnault than from me.

A hell of a number of gold coins were to enter the country as compensation, but it's also ridiculous to let them rot in the warehouse.

So I inspired this event.

Dewstores and simple dining halls were prepared all over the city to fill their bellies, and the auditorium asked the troupe to perform, and the main street also placed an orchestra to buzz around with cheerful music.

It was all a huge expense because it was covered only by the treasury, but that's trivial.

The inhabitants of the city, who had ever been made to lick bitter tannins scattered, enjoyed themselves thoughtfully.

Another tough job awaits me tomorrow, but now I want you to forget everything.

"Well, it's time for us to go around"

"Right, where does everybody want to go?

"Sylvia, I want to fuck Gohan here!

"Oh, that's good. I want to try it too."

"Hmm, no objection? If not, I'll go there."

"Alf, wait. These clothes are hard to walk..."

Elena walks up to Yochiyochi with her face bright red.

What we're dressed for today is a Yapone outfit called 'Kimono'.

I heard you were celebrating. The moon lent it to me.

By the way, they prepared 'Yucata' at first, but they changed it because Ashley was bored and busy.

That morning was amazing, with the women dressed.

You've been buzzing your hair up for hours, and you've been buzzing about what Kansas looks like, and what the bandwidth looks like.

I thought women were a tough part of everything.

"You know, you always wear armor, so that's what happens. Everyone else is dressed."

"Even if you say that, the hem is clumped... Wow"

"Oops, blush"

I grabbed Elena's hand in a hurry when she was about to pour.

I could jeopardize the fall.

I want you to be careful because I owe you one.

Okay, let's go... hey.

Let go of me.

Not with your hands up or down, swinging left or right, trying to take your fingers off forcefully.

You're a spoon or something.

When I looked at Elena's face, she was moisturizing her eyes and dyeing her cheeks and gently leaning her fingers against her mouth.

Oh, why are you suddenly switched on?

"You know, Alf. I'm anxious, you know, keep your hands where they are."

"Huh? I'm not a kid."

"Running out? Then I'll take this hand."

"Oh, I'm late! I have a gala empty back for you!

Stop it, you guys!

Don't be a weird imitator on this crowded road!

I'm sure the crowd is starting to form!

"What do you say? What is Ashley's rich flesh flavor? Just enjoy your back, okay?

"Oh well. Ugly. I have no particular feelings. It's hot and bitter."

"I hope not, but I heard two curses?

"Okay, it's time to go -"

"Hey, Alf."

I tried to head to the dewstore, but the story didn't end there.

Someone started saying it would still look good, and Silvia and Mireia were supposed to ride on the left and right shoulders.

You're a street performer. You're kidding.

A group with an exotic style builds a tower of people and walks around the city.

I hear it's been a little rumor after that, damn it.

"Demon King, it's tough. I don't have a brother."

"Seriously, are you out of line? Grain!"

"Glenn, huh?

When I called, a reply came back after a while.

It seems to have been flushed by the crowd and let go just a little bit.

"Are you okay or what?

"I'm sorry to make you worry. It's no big deal, I'm fine."

I hope you're okay.

Having safely rendezvoused, we ate 'One piece of meat and leafy vegetables pinched in bread' at the dewstore, watched 'The Determination of the Mole King' in the auditorium, and moistened our throats with a freshly squeezed juice of elongated yellow fruit while bathing our entire bodies with the exquisite beat played by the sunburnt man.

Food and beverage, in particular, were just ingredients and dishes to be seen for the first time, and the children were walking down the street with their eyes shining.

Of course, you can't eat them all.

Upon returning, they all swelled up their stomachs full of rips, and relaxed and walked home.

On the way home, we were able to hold on to food and theatre stories.

It's worth holding that you'll enjoy it so far.

There was just one person in this, someone with a different air.

It's Rita.

She was staring at the distant woods as she responded raw.

There, as always, is one white fox.

It doesn't seem like a very familiar pattern.

"Rita, what's going on? Anything wrong?

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry, never mind."

"If there's a problem, I'll always ask."

"Thanks, but I'm fine"

I didn't listen with respect for Rita's will, but that was a mistake.

You should have listened to her heart, you would later regret it.