Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 85: Waiting.

Yurufuwa, salad, flickering.

Which is the most correct way to describe this silk dress.

White based clothes are likely to rise and appear on light brown burnt skin.

Furthermore, the silk specific luster pushes out the color difference further.

That's the highest quality outfit by skilled craftsmen.

Growing up running around Noyama, it didn't look terribly good on me.

But I like all this touch.

I stroke the hem and my fingers slip sultry and I like it.

When I was little, I treasured a slice of silk, but I never thought the day would come to haunt me.

Well, in fact, if I were to say how I felt about putting my sleeves through it, it would be 'not the other way around'.

There's some reason I'm nervous, but there was a bigger reason than that.

The other guy, he's not coming.

Me and Sister Rita are sitting side by side on the couch in the Registria reception room.

I pinch the table. I keep the same furniture across the street, but there's nobody there.

Pure white tablecloths and decorated flowers looked just a little lonely without getting revealed footlights.

"Right. Soon it'll be time for your appointment, but there's no sign of you showing up. The carriage hasn't even come."

"I knew you didn't like it over there either, did you? This is a Salyak marriage."

"Oh. I'm kind of sad you know those words."

"Don't tear it up. I'm worried about you. I don't know what I would do if I were a huge, transgressive person, or if I showed up in tears while tied up."

"It's okay. If it bothers you at all, say no."

Silet and I were spoken of, and I was surprised.

Sister Rita disagreed with today's conversation until the end.

Maybe that's why I can put it mildly.

By the way, she reluctantly accepted because she made it conditional on being present here.

They had a lot of other things, but I haven't been asked in detail.

"I wonder if you're okay. Wouldn't it be a big deal if I refused to talk to you?

"I'm fine. They're late in the first place. I can't believe we're late on important occasions, that's all we can do to justify a breakthrough."

"Oh. You can say no. I was relieved to think so." The Beast Girl! "There are people in the world who say that."

"Ugh. You don't have to worry about anything. Then let's say no. Let's do it."

"Yeah. Fine, but what do you do?

Sister Rita stuck her index finger out in a agile move, wondering if she had risen loosely.

There's just an empty couch at the end of that finger right now.

"What will you do later on such an important day! You can't have a disrespectful and irresponsible person as your lifelong companion, pick it up!... Yes"

My sister's hand came with me.

I would say this goes on.

I stood up imitating too, posing as well.

"I can't believe I'm late for such an important day! You, uh, refuse!

"Yeah, yeah. Well, I guess temper is enough. And then I wish I could put it smoothly."

"What do you think? It doesn't seem to bite at the heart of it."

"That's not a problem because I couldn't say enough about anger."

"Thanks, let's do that!

I looked at the clock.

The opponent did not show up, despite the fact that the engraving limit was long past.

- Maybe he was soaked.

I got more and more angry when I thought so.

If you don't like it, you can say it sooner!

When I held my fist, I heard a crunch.

They grabbed the hem of the dress, and that's the only place I get wrinkled.

"Oh. I saw the dress because of it."

"I'm sorry. Can I take it off now? I'm sure they won't come."

"Right. Wasting time forever..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It sounds like ground.

Don't come near me.

Maybe it's a Warcraft raid.

I hurried up to the window to see how things were going.

And what I caught with this eye......

"Wow! Help me!

"Somebody help me! No!

A herd of Great Wolves were running around the city of Registria.

At the head of the herd was an unfamiliar man.

A young man and a little white-headed uncle.

I can tell if it was hooked with nails or fangs, or if clothes and shoes are worn apart.

"You can't run inside!

"What?"

The men who were being chased rushed into the entrance and the door closed in momentum.

The Wangs are roaring scatterly as they wind this hall far away.

Anyway, it's an amazing number.

"It's terrible. I'll be a little bit careful."

"Silvi, wait..."

Jump out the window and land outside the front door.

Suddenly appeared to me, Wang and the others were surprised enough to raise their forelegs.

"Not anymore, not if I make it worse! Did those people do something to you?

"Ku, ku."

"He said he wasn't... Did you get that look in your eyes with a flirt?! Bad boy already! Grow up in the woods!

"Ahhh......"

Wang and his wife are going home.

Still, there are nearly twenty of them, so they'd be scared from the people in the city.

- Corporal punishment if you do worse next time.

Because I'll drop you a genius trick that even makes Kevin tearful.

I shook a couple of barebacks, then went through the window and back to the room.

Then, for some reason, Sister Rita wanders around the room in her absence.

I'm restless walking over here.

"Sister. What's wrong?

"Yeah...... right. I wonder what it is."

"That's right. I have to take care of those people earlier!

When I try to grip the door knob, it cuts the sky.

When I stomped and glanced forward, someone propped me on my shoulder.

Nature and eyesight fly at your feet.

The shoes are muddy, the hem of the trousers is vastly chopped, and everything to the jacket is a worn out man.

I know not because I'm poor, but because of the assault, from the embroidery of gold I can glimpse everywhere, etc.

He looks like he's forced to wear a costume that looks expensive.

My uncle, who had refrained next to it, stepped forward.

This one is in even worse shape and has marks like a scratch all over her body.

"Sorry I didn't make it to the carving limit! A huge crowd of Great Wolves suddenly showed up and blocked my way!

"A large group of Great Wolves? Suddenly you attacked me?

It's not about self-defense, it's about the one-sided assault on Wang, right?

That's impossible first.

At least within the register, because there has never been such an incident.

... that means.

"Sister Rita?

Turning her back, she turned to her sister, who was equally unawares.

It's like you're even coupling with my head and a stick of wood, at exactly the same speed.

Don't play. Turn your face.

"Dear Sylvia,"

"Oh, yes! It's Sylvia!"

A man called me from behind.

My head goes back to the front again.

I become unintentionally restless.

And when my face returns......

- Fasa.

In a flowing, undistilled motion, we both knelt down.

And like a breeze, an unadorned gentle voice ensues.

"Thank you very much for waiting. Philo Consl Grania, I'm here now."

"My name is Glad Night Grania, and I'm here as your guest of honor. I'm sorry for the mess."

"Uh, it's Sylvia. Oh, it's the Sylvia Road Registry. That's Sister Rita. Nice to meet you."

"I thought I'd change my shape, but since the carving limit has passed, I thought I'd just say hello for a moment..."

"It's okay. I'll wait here, so get dressed. Mr. Glad needs a scratch, right?

"How dare you! This level of scratching and washing is enough."

"No! Even small wounds can get sick. Stay still."

I have wounds that I can't count all over my body, but I didn't have anything deep as one.

It was all my magic to a sufficient degree.

In case it's even a fatal injury, a cold sweat comes out.

"Oh, what is the Queen's own treatment...... You're sweeter than rumors."

"It's a big deal. Come on, we're just waiting for you to relax, so you can get dressed, okay?

"Excuse me. I've already kept you waiting a long time..."

"Yeah, never mind! Do you want me to put that in the water and forget it?

Just forget it.

The ploy of our adultless people.

more so that he abused the 'grassland champion'.

Mr. Phileau and Mr. Glad apologized for not doing so many times, while leaving this room behind.

And as the two signs turned away, Sister Rita walked over to her side.

"Hey, Sylvie"

"... what?

"You're coming with me, why don't you go get the butterflies?

"I'm not going!

It was definitely Sister Rita who beat you up.

That's what's natural, given how it's been.

My sister took my strong rejection and sighed loudly.

And leak the solitaire pompous.

"I'm sorry, Alf. It seems like it's out of my hands..."

I hear your father included something.

Even so, it is strictly forbidden to overdo it!

Seeing my anger, my sister never asked for anything more.