Demon Lord Wants to Laze

I was lying on the bed.

Stains on the ceiling that once kept viewing are visible to the eyes in a similar fashion.

That day after the showdown with Grania.

It's the same spot I saw when I was making noise about not being able to dazzle.

You've changed a lot since then.

The body itself moves when it says it moves, but has no sense of the end and no force.

Only my fingertips on my hands and feet were strange when I noticed, but now I couldn't move first from my wrist and first from my knees.

It's like rotting off the outside of your body.

The abnormality is not just physical.

I have the feeling that the spirit in me, or something like my heart, fades for a moment.

As the water overflows from the broken barrel, softly, slowly.

I wonder if there's a hole in my body, too.

I can't move freely even if I want to be sure.

I saw a doctor, and I had enough restorative magic on me, but I didn't demodulate.

So I'm not injured or sick.

That leaves only one thing.

- I guess I'm going to die.

I felt my time of death intuitively.

If there was such a thing as life force, I would certainly continue to lose it.

The presence of myself gradually disappears.

Is this how you feel about dying?

There was a complicated loneliness, like after the festival, like after sending my lover home.

"Alf, are you okay you're not asleep? Isn't it harder to stay awake?

Rita called out at the entrance to the room.

Because of the light I give you through the back window, I don't see the expression very well.

Maybe even my eyesight is suspicious.

"I'm fine. It's easier to watch the view outside than just the ceiling."

"Yes... right? Say it as soon as it's hard."

"Did the kids call me? The end of the day because you could die like this..."

"Stop!

Rita, who screamed, jumped to cover me.

My cheeks are wet.

Looking at his face, his eyes were badly congested.

Maybe he cried all the time.

"Don't say such horrible things! You're not that old!

"Oh, I'm sorry. It was a pleasure. I want to see the kids' faces because they're so weak."

"... sorry. Glenn and Mireia will be here tonight. Sylvia's in Gordina. Tomorrow night."

"Right, thanks. Don't cry like that."

I couldn't move. I reached out and tried to wipe my tears.

I'm drooling with Dharan, and how painful.

Rita squeezed the hand with both hands and squealed.

"I was prepared because I heard that people were short-lived. But I'm scared. I think I'm going far enough away to keep you out of my reach..."

"It would be a flash of life compared to Rita and Ashley, but not yet. He said he'd die before he saw his grandson's face."

"Yeah, right. Too worried...... right?

"Naturally. I still have a job to beat up Sylvia's boyfriend. It's easy to die."

"Alf already. Sylvia's gonna piss me off."

"... thanks. You worry about me that much."

"You only work for me at times like this, so you're a cheating man"

He laughed a little just by exhaling.

When I saw it, I lowered my chest.

It's hard for me to cry so much.

'Take it off a little,' Rita said, silently dropping off her leaving back.

Tomorrow night?

We have to hold out until then.

Nevertheless, Rita with restorative magic would know.

That I can no longer help. [M]

Even if you know it in your head, does it mean that your emotions are different?

"Don't you think so, Mr. Bird?

When I spoke out the window, the other side of the wall rattled.

Totally... if you're gonna hide, you better hide.

"I am, Mr. Bird, stopped in a tree there. I'm talking to you. Talk to me."

"Oh, yeah... what is it? Go ahead, talk to me as much as you want."

"Evidently bad luck has always been the same. Looks like a few days of life."

"But you might get better again from now on!

"I know what's happening to my body. I can see life slowly moving towards death."

"Oh, no..."

The birds weren't stopped in the trees anymore.

Still, he's out of conversation.

Well, that doesn't matter.

"I have an old acquaintance. I made a mess with him. That's like every day."

"That sounds like fun."

"Oh, it was fun. You call yourself a sage, but you're an asshole. You're causing me a lot of trouble."

"Ugh. But there were plenty of good places, right?

"Well. You've kept me busy. I want to say thank you for coloring my life."

"Thank you......?

"That's right. I want you to let me know when you meet the sage of the woods. Thank you, it was fun, it was really nice to meet you."

"... ooh.... Higg..."

At all, birds don't cry, they ring.

It's getting wet, a tear breakup that doesn't suit us.

Well, as serious as it gets at the end of the day, okay?

Ha, I'm a little tired.

Just talking like this, I have to be ready at last.

Shall I just let you sleep?

... How long has it been?

Someone came into the room.

Put something uniquely smelly on the side table.

The Lord of metal sounds, unlike this rubbing of clothes.

"Elena."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?

"No, I was just sleeping. Half of them were awake."

"Right...... I heard it's good for strength enhancement in the city. You want a drink?

"You're this obviously bitter looking guy. Just give me one bite."

"Okay. Then I'll wake you up."

It was in my mouth. It was the smell that was intense, but the bitterness wasn't so great.

I don't know if that's the original form or if I've lost my taste.

"Enough, I've enjoyed it enough."

"... there's still plenty to tell me anytime"

"It's not a hobby. You won't get it voluntarily."

"Next time, I'll bring you some honey"

Wouldn't that taste more vicious?

It didn't seem to be meant to be a joke, and Elena's face staring at her as she sat in her chair was stern itself.

I've never seen you slap lightly before.

"Elena, you don't think about marriage or family?

"What's the matter, suddenly? I can't believe I asked you that."

"Just wondering. Unlike Ashley and the others, you must be human. Life expectancy isn't long."

"Huffle, you didn't even think about that. I'm a completely unfit person to build a family."

"I'm sorry. I can't reward you enough."

Unlike earlier, Elena has her neat face slightly broken.

Did the sun start to lean, dye its cheeks a little red in the evening light?

"Thank you, don't be tighter. I was happy, so I don't care if you apologize."

"Right. Is it better that way at times like this? Elena helped me so much. On the battlefield, or in this forest house. Thanks."

"Thank you. I could really feel the warmth of my family."

"... sorry, let me sleep a little. I'm weirdly sleepy."

"Oh, you didn't mind. Get some rest."

I can see something in me shriveling rapidly.

The power of will is much weaker than during the day.

I'm not saying a few days, but I want you to have it at least until tomorrow night.

I kept waiting for my own daughter, feeling like I was praying.