Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 21: The irreplaceable.

"Look at this."

"... notebook?

"That's where my sins are written. You can call it a symbol of weakness."

"Did you mean the notebook then?"

"Could it be the one written on the demon fox?"

I was going to follow her, but she hasn't healed her heart.

I don't even feel like I'm thinking about it.

"It's the last page. It would be despised, but it's autographed."

"No, well, I can read humanities."

"... it's a sentence to the effect that destroy the subhuman."

"Is this what it is? You've never actually seen it before."

"Wait, you knew?

"Oh, the day Cyril brought the children back to Gran, I heard directly from the Demon King."

"Alf. Isn't this actually fine play?

"Right. You have too much foresight."

Well, you happened to run into Melissa that day, so you told her at the end of the report.

I didn't know that a wand without falling, or so many thoughts, would yield results in an occasion like this.

"Nobody else, I wrote it. It's the wreckage that crushed my dreams with this hand."

"... that's a trembling word for a long time. Paper also has wet marks"

"Don't pry for me. He looked unusual."

"Anyway, I could understand that this is the seed of concern. But I don't know why it's sinking so close to my heart."

I was hooked there, too.

Speaking of shame, it would be shame, but it would be something of a kind to be overcome.

Ashley didn't seem to have any idea either, and he was watching Cyril's face jizzily.

"I'm scared. When I was forced to make a similar choice, I wondered if I would trample on the happiness I grabbed again with my own hands."

"Isn't that... too much to think about?

"Do you have too much thinking haz? I am weak. He is not a strong member of the people. I don't even have to compare it to a sub!

"... Cyril"

"That's why I can't get engaged. In order not to make mistakes again, it is better not to have them in your hands from the beginning"

Cyril's fist pierced his chest.

I guess I'm exposing myself to the darkness that nests at the bottom of my heart.

It seemed evidenced by a trembling body in small pieces.

Melissa, for the first time, pointed her gaze at Cyril.

Its eyes are not as sharp as usual, but slightly tender behind its eyes.

"Cyril, I hear that couples' happiness cannot be built alone. Aren't you arrogant to ride on your own?

"Arrogance... me?

"That's right. Why look lightly at the power of a woman? If you can't help yourself, you should take it personally. Or are you trying to tell me that women and children should tremble?

"I don't mean to. But I guess what you're saying is the same."

"There are no men or women in the desire to protect happiness. So don't try to stand up to me alone. Not to mention that subhuman women are strong if they fight, right?

"Hey, good flow. Melissa will do it, too."

"Alf, you're off. Please don't move."

"I missed it! Something's been hitting me the whole time!

Ashley's hips track accurately.

Even if you keep running away from me.

You remember your original purpose!

"Do you think Lord Melissa deserves me to have a companion?

"Of course I did. I want you to choose the daughter of a subhuman for your friendship."

"Right. Will you say that?"

"Don't think hard. What about the blacksmith's daughter? She's got big tits and she's about to be liked by a guy, huh? And then the second daughter of the clothes store also has a reputation for being beautiful..."

"Lord Melissa!

"Heh?!

Cyril stuffed up to Melissa at the shortest distance.

And with a flowing trick, he held Nature's hand and Melissa's.

I'm also surprised at the speed of that transformation.

Melissa, with her hands wrapped around her, would be flattered.

"I want to marry Lord Melissa."

"What are you talking about?" Because the Demon King told you to? Wouldn't it?

"No. I've always made up my mind. I'm not going to take you as my wife."

"There's a scratch. I have scars on my back, on my legs and on my noodles, then I'm going to be distracted by a man!

"I know. I was able to shelter my people. I feel like I've fallen in love since the day I saw that."

"Ugh. I don't know how to cut vegetables! That's the woman who's been waving her sword all this time! These days, it's been turned into paperwork!

"What's wrong with that? It won't stand in the way."

"Wow, you're bold to think no one's seen you. What if it's chew?

"Right. You're dressed to be half-pressed down."

Cyril and Melissa overlap each other's gaze.

They turn to each other with hot passionate eyes and eyes stained with agitation and shame.

There is nothing more that is interfering with these two ties.

"Uh, yeah! Feeling good about my subordination......"

"Lord Melissa!

"Ha, yes?!

"You're the one who burned the feelings that made me sleep. I'll have you take responsibility."

"No, um, wait a minute! I ate something smelly at noon, only now!

"Wait."

……

"Ah. I finally did."

"Really. Is this okay?

"Aren't you okay? We already have a crush on each other."

Well, now it feels like you don't know which one's attacking you.

And the two of them rolled down a slope of corn and relaxation, holding each other tight.

Yeah, happy anyway!

"Bye, Ashley. Time to go home."

"Alhu. I miss your mouth. Tutu, please!"

"Oh, even the grass around here."

"What a terrible thing! Keep me on fire, won't you take responsibility?!

"What's my responsibility?"

With Ashley's mouth covered in grass, we arrived on our way home.

And the next day, Rita asked.

"Is it true that you [went in and out] with Ashley?

It's also a good place to twist.

It was him who twisted it.

So I kept Ashley's mouth all grassy for the second day in a row.