Demon Lord Wants to Laze

The weather is beautiful today.

Maybe this is the kind of day when weather falls out.

Today is a weekly holiday, so I was headed to the forest house with a souvenir.

I bought tea leaves with a little excitement in one hand.

Walking the path I once drove at dusk. [M]

Somehow, the situation is too different from now to make me feel strange.

The road to Toyota Forest has always been easy to walk and maintained.

From the city to the forest house. I guess it's because a great man passes by.

You were barely the same as the Beast Path.

It was like an animal paradise in the woods stretching to the left and right of the road.

The trees can hear a beautiful squeal, the snail rabbit coming out of the nest hole or the Great Wolf watching around.

This could be the gift of Mr. Ashley's work.

By the way, Great Wolf seems to recognize me as an ally, and when he sees me, he does things like greeting me.

It was decided that I would give it back with one hand up.

"You told me to come home to the woods today if I could. I didn't mean to go home."

Words overflowed without speaking to anyone.

Apparently one word is a habit.

They don't change even when they're working on it, and Mr. Misha occasionally says, "Did you say something?" How dare you come to see how it goes.

Maybe a louder voice is leaking.

"Because Mireia will be back, too. I don't know what you said, but that's not the only reason."

There is no reason for me to reply because I am alone.

Still, the uninterrupted word may be trying to wrap up your thoughts.

It's disgusting to be walking around talking bumps, isn't it?

Looks like we need to revamp it somewhere.

That's how I saw the house within.

It's the same feeling that the forest opens and my vision widens.

The meadow on one side remains the same at the time.

Maybe this is the only place where time stops.

"I'm home. How's everybody doing?

"Oh, Glenn. That was fast."

I walked in without knocking or saying no in particular.

That's what I did in the beginning, but I've stopped Mr. Alf since he stuck me in.

'This is also your home. Don't behave like others,' she said.

That kindness was delightful.

When I walked into the room, Rita worked in the kitchen, and there was a man sitting at the table with elbows on him, Mireia and my generation, trying to face it.

Who is this unfamiliar person?

"Brother, you don't seem to change."

"Hi, Mr. Glenn. Nice to meet you, I'm Johan."

"Oh, thank you. I'm Glenn. Introduction... Nice to meet you."

Johann, Johann, that's a name I don't know.

I'm sitting next to Mireia, and this strange air.

Could... could you?

"Glenn. He's a young man who lives in Loran and somehow... he's Mireia's fiancée"

"Oh Father! That's not true yet!

"Right. That was' not yet ', bad bad bad."

"Don't talk mean! That's what you call fried and footed, isn't it? Those are words aya!

How fun, Mr. Alf, laughing so hard.

He doesn't seem as close as his fiancée... but he seems to be close.

The person named Johann is also annoyed with redness to his ears.

They're kind of cute two.

"Glenn, it would be strange to stand talkin 'forever. Sit where you are free."

"Right. Rita. I bought this, because it's tea leaves. If only I could."

"Um, wasn't this expensive? You don't have to turn your mind like that."

"That's okay. I can only do this now, but I want to thank you one by one."

"Ooh, that's your brother. You're such a good man, you'll get married soon."

I only smiled back at the words.

The women around me are too intense to care about that.

Ashley is out of the question, and Misha, who helps, runs wild.

That's all I thought about. Mr. Frederica's face came to me.

At that moment, my chest ached slightly.

What the hell is this feeling...?

The subtle air didn't clear after I sat down. [M]

Everyone rinses tea, coughs lightly, and looks out the window without meaning.

I didn't even know what the tea tasted like because of the nervousness.

The situation remained the same when Rita sat in her seat, with some uncomfortable attachments.

Mr. Johann has spoken so that he never opens his mind.

"Mr. Mileia told me. Mr. Glenn came to me from a slave trader at a very young age to help me."

"I didn't make a big deal out of it. It's all Alf and Elena's swordsman sister."

"Still, you've come so far to call for help at a young age, haven't you? I think it's amazing behavior."

"Because I didn't have any other means. If it didn't work out here, I'd probably be sneaking in alone."

"Thank you to your brother and father. If it's not enough. What kind of life would I have lived without you two"

I was thinking of something else in my head while returning my unwarranted reply.

About Frederica, who is a bit of a jerk.

That Mr. Frederica, but I didn't understand her behavior.

Because I stopped going into the workshop, but I didn't stop looking at my face.

I've been around the entrance to the store.

Of course I don't need you, I'm just there.

When I try to go out for lunch, I see each other in the face, but I don't want to ignore it.

She also smiles back at the meeting and leaves somewhere.

What the hell are you thinking?

I didn't know what was in that chest and I was just confused.

"You have a face that doesn't float."

"Huh...?

Rita said with one hand of tea, looking around the center of the table.

This guy really doesn't miss minor changes, does he?

The kind that instantly finds something to hide.

"I don't know what's bothering you, but I do if it's the thread of a resolution"

"Is that okay to ask?

"Of course. That's 'first thing to know'. It's too broad of an idea to remain unaware, isn't it? Uncluttered anxiety is all I get."

"I'll know first..."

"I'll think about it then. It's not too late to have all the information you need."

That may indeed be the case.

Why does she follow me? [M]

What motives do you have and stick to it?

It was all I didn't know.

"Oh, that's Rita. It's appropriate and easy to understand advice. It's not the same thing."

"Huff, isn't it? And I fuck you at night onna......"

"Hey, we're visiting. Stay out of critical stuff."

Rita was angry at Alf for not being able to hear a phonetic "Punska" by way of example.

I don't know because of that, but the air in the field soothed a lot.

The conversation also flowed smoothly with a relaxed face of tension.

"Knowing First"

Even as I enjoyed this meeting, the words never disappeared from my head.