Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 84: Don't forget.

Whatever happened somewhat unexpectedly, the three-country talks were successfully concluded.

We were able to confirm our target, and we tried to get back to the Registry that day.

... I did.

"I don't like it. Don't go home! At least stay the night! I'll serve you something delicious, and I have a bed of sharks!

The retention of the famous General Sir Julius goes in.

I cried half a weep in public and made a scene.

I ended up losing my roots and decided to have them stay only today.

By the way, when I said how it looked when I admitted it, it was like a dog when you could get it worked out.

That was an impressive sigh of meaning for Sister Elena.

Even though it was not far from the royal palace to the Teresian house, it became a carriage trip.

It may be aristocratic common sense not to use your own feet.

"Now we're here. You can act like your own house. Hey, Elena?

"Right. Say no."

"Aoon!"

Mr. Julius leaks a groan like Colo.

The figure is pathetic, angry, and tiresome to watch in the standpoint of bystanders.

I've never seen such a troubled person... but it wasn't so ugly.

I was more decent.

"Ha. A nobleman's mansion is a luxury. How dare you plant roses in the garden?"

"Your house is huge, too. With this size, the sun is going down just for cleaning."

"Elena lives in a forest house, doesn't she feel cramped? You used to live here, didn't you?

"You're more suited to sex now. Too big a mansion only makes you feel lonely."

After hearing this conversation, Mr. Julius turned himself down.

'Poor' gets somewhat heavier when you get here.

I kept a sneak ale in my heart, not in my mouth.

When we got to the mansion, the servants led us to the room.

Separate rather than separate rooms.

Not even Kevin is in the same room this time.

I don't know what you said about loneliness, but I kind of understood it at this time.

In a dust-free room, a pissy, tidy bed makes you feel inorganic instead.

Someone ran next to me in such a hurry.

Go straight into my room and dive into bed magnificently.

It was also the moment when the temperature was forced to inject into the inorganic furniture.

"Oh, my shoulder, sss! I'm tired of pretending to be serious."

"Hey, Theresia! You cleaned me up."

"I'm fine. Anyway, tomorrow's gonna be a mess."

"That's not what I'm saying."

Theresia has turned her usual loving, cloudless smile.

This figure is also to be seen today.

Because Theresia and I are breaking up here tomorrow.

That makes my mouth heavier naturally.

"Lady Sylvia. Just one good one, huh?

"Hey, change it"

"Let's say goodbye with a smile tomorrow, shall we? I don't like being damp, so I want to feel better."

"Right. I've been thinking the same thing. I'm ashamed to cry in public."

"Mm-hmm. All of Dad's faults of the day were in public."

"It's bad for Theresia, but I think it's weird to bring him out."

"No, hey, sss."

Theresia leaked a huge sigh when she hit a loose match.

And when I stood down, he left without looking at my face.

Just say "I'm taking a break in my room, sss".

- Batan.

I couldn't see her face until the end because I had the door closed in my back hand.

"Goodbye with a smile...... hey"

Lying in a warm bed, I looked up at the ceiling too.

My previous memories of why I'm doing this go through my brain.

- Nice to meet you, Miss Silvia!

On the journey from the village of Iris, the beginning was helped by Theresia.

Even though I am the one saved from the predicament, for some reason I said something about me as "the benefactor of my life".

- You got a boyfriend or something?

Theresia was a really good talker.

It's hard to ask... I don't know what to say, but you've been asking me some questions.

But her talking skills are called drawers, or assembled very well, and I wasn't tired of talking all the time.

"Always, you helped me, didn't you? As a companion, as an escort, and…"

As a near-age friend.

The only woman I could call a friend to was Mireia.

The girlfriend was also now an orphanage teacher and it was also harder to easily face each other.

So the presence of Theresia has become great for me.

Tomorrow's farewell is not a simple reduction in fighting power.

"But you have no choice. Every country is in trouble now."

My solitaire, after all, did not reach anyone and was sucked into the ceiling.

I don't know how I feel.

Is that why the day went on without me?

I was treated to a sumptuous meal in the dining room at night, but I don't remember what it tasted like or how much food it was.

The only thing I remember is that Madame was absent.

I wanted to see Theresia's mother at first sight, but that didn't come true.

The next morning.

We packed our bags and gathered at the entrance to the mansion.

Of course, the drop-off Theresia is bare hands.

"Lady Sylvia. You have given me various opportunities to be immature, and I have no words of gratitude"

A bow was directed as if it were an example.

It's perfect from nowhere.

I find that uncomfortable, but here's what she is at the Mansion.

"Thanks for everything. Teresia really can't help you. I'll be fine in the future, but I'll do my best."

"Mr. Teresia. Let me thank you too. You're just like your mother. You owe me your life."

"Mr. Kevin. My powers and other trivial things. Because your destiny saved that life because of the kindness of so many."

"Still, I appreciate it. You can always tell me what I can do. Because it helps."

"Yeah. Thank you. And please, Mother... Sylvia, please, miss."

Theresia's smile caressed us gently.

Unlike the bitter tone, I can feel her usual nostalgia and warmth.

I was somewhat pleased with that.

"Bye, Theresia. I've got Plenicia."

"Yes, I will powder myself and serve as a rebuild"

"I'll never forget the fun days I've had. Don't forget about me, Theresia..."

"Yes, of course. Of course......"

Kushari.

Theresia's face was hugely tight.

He's chopping his body into small pieces, and his hands are shivering like crocodiles.

"There's no way you're gonna forget that. Shh!

Theresia jumped at me.

Her face leans against my cheek.

The damp skin was pregnant with strange warmth.

"Ma'am, it's definitely ssss! Don't forget about Atashi, Susu!

"You know, you. The tone!"

"That doesn't matter now, sss! I'll clean up the reconstruction in an instant, so keep up the journey again. Shh!

"Yeah, sure. Something I'd like to ask of you, too."

"Oh, I don't like it! I don't want to leave. - I don't want to leave. Oh!

Or what is the attitude of Theresia?

Cry all you want.

Which one of you said I was going to sayonara with a bright smile on my face.

"No cheating, Theresia! Why are you crying like that? Me too, me too!

"Go with me - I'm running away -!

"I want to be with Theresia, too! Then come here!

"But the job, I have to work hard for the burned out -!

"I know that! That's why you have to stay! There are so many tough people out there, I've been putting up with them without telling Wagamama either!

"I'm sorry - but I don't like what I don't like. Shh!

It's a child's logic.

We cried in each other's ears even though it made no sense to cry or call.

As if to engrave their voices in their hearts.

The cheeks are also superimposed, and the wet cheeks don't know which tear caused it.

"Hey, Elena. Aren't you going to live here again?

"Naturally. The house in the woods is the only place to live."

Sir Julius is also about to say goodbye to Sister Elena.

No, I wonder if it should be seen as solicitation.

"Hey, it's Elena. Are you angry at me? How can you sink my anger into me?

"More muddy than anyone else, do your best. If that's how you smile back at people, the day I laugh will come."

"Is that okay?! Oh, Daddy, Daddy, come on! I'll do whatever it takes to make my daughter love me!

"I didn't say I love you... well, okay"

I kind of saw Mr. Julius and Theresia, and I thought he was a similiar parent and son.

Seems like it would be nice to say that the nature is just different from the gender and age.

"Well, Teresia, I'll be going soon."

"Oh, yes. Ma'am, cheer up!

"Lord Julius. Come on, let go, I'll beat you up."

"Ugh, um. I can't help it. Elena, stay well!

After thus sparing his full goodbye, he returned to the woods of abundance.

When I get back here, I can't afford to say I'm lonely and sad.

Because we have to move towards reconstruction while keeping track of the situation on the continent.

Uncle Chris will come to the woods house like a day in a row, so I will inevitably pack my roots.

One day I went on living like that for about six months.

Uncle Fumi Kleis leaked with a half-solicited voice.

"Still, that's just a dark story. It involves the morale of reconstruction."

"Dark, I wonder. I know it's not bright."

"The public, too, but so are you. Dear Sylvia,"

"I?"

"Give me a spicy look here."

I was pointed out and realized, but my uncle might be right.

Because there has been a breakup here lately.

Starting with your father, Moko, Fran, and Theresia.

My family and friends left here, and this house started to feel a lot wider.

Maybe that's what I'm enjoying.

"You've got me worried. I'm sure I missed you."

"I can't help it. Meetings and breakups are common, spicy things are hard."

"But, you know, I'm fine now! So worry about me..."

"So let's move on to the fringe"

"Talk to me? Whose?"

"Of course it belongs to Master Sylvia"

"Mine?!

"If you marry, the whole continent will be a festive mood. Silvia will have more family and more liveliness, and the loneliness will be eliminated."

"Wait a minute! Are you kidding me?

My voice turned upside down.

That's what happens to everyone if you suddenly tell them to marry you.

My uncle's eyes were still sharp, calm, and I felt serious.

Well, only this guy makes jokes with the same face, but he seemed to mean it all at this time.

The conversation with the Prince of Grania has progressed anyway.

Uncle Chris wanted to go ahead crisp, but there was also a hard (violent) backlash between Kevin and Sister Rita, and for one thing, we were to meet up face-to-face.

Had it not been for those two rebellions, would they have gone all the way to marriage at once?

Once again, I felt cold in my uncle's arms.