Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 86: A moment of admiration

Without waiting very long, Mr. Fillow and his men came back after a change of clothes.

The slight shortness of breath must have caused him to respond in a great hurry.

Smitty even though you have no right to rush us......

Having come into the room, they apologized again for being late, apologized for the noise and even expressed their gratitude for the treatment.

A saint!

Anyway, I just apologized and the sun goes down, so I urged him to take a seat.

Finally, we talk to each other from here on out.

"Mr. Fillow. Consl means consul, right? You're still young, but you're amazing."

"I'm just scolded every day because I'm still a young man. All the titles are splendid, the work is well adjusted and most of the time you use them."

Mr Fillow says as he laughs lightly.

I was about to forget I was older, I had a straight smile.

"Still, you're 22, aren't you? I guess I can brag about it. My Uncle Chris is over forty."

"Sir Chris! You're exactly who I am!

"Yep. He's like eating sweets all the time, right?

"It's good there too! Because while you have the talent to do any job perfectly, you even have a strong beloved character!

"Ugh, yeah. Is that what this is about?

I wonder if I switched on something.

Unlike the freshness until then, what has become a caged and strong voice of hegemony.

Well, the change was momentary, but I was a little surprised.

"Speaking of age, let Sylvia take the throne. Excuse me... even though I'm still a teenage girl, you're brilliantly ruled the Registry"

"No, no, I haven't been able to do anything. Thanks to Uncle Chris."

"If something goes wrong, you take your own sword and you stand on the arrow."

"You go in there without thinking, and you get mad."

"Good with the people and loved by many"

"It's easy for you, song or something."

"Yes, there! That's great. Wih!

See you later.

More powerful words returned than just now.

My eyes are shimmering and my nose is getting somewhat rough.

When I was surprised at how different people were, Mr. Glad offered me a help ship to change this air.

"Did you indeed say, Lord Rita? I don't know, just the two of you."

"Yeah. That's all about the veto..."

"Sister, don't you have that?

"Hmmm...... but hey"

"I'm gonna walk around there for a second, that's about it, right?

I got up without waiting for that reply.

Mr. Fillow follows me, too.

One word from Sister Rita to us trying to leave the room as it were.

"Silvi. I don't mind being alone with you, but good birth control, huh?

"We're going for a walk! Were you listening to me?

- Batan.

I have a force in my hand to close the door.

Damn, Sister Rita is kind of weird today.

I'm becoming a troublemaker on a different route than Sister Ashley.

At least I'll stay firm.

"What shall I do? Even if it's a walk, it's only enough to walk the city."

"I'm fine anywhere. If we could just talk quietly."

"Then I guess it's over there"

What we headed for was a small park in the city.

Hidden behind the mall, it's a place with only one fountain and one bench.

I sat quietly on my hips as the sound of the water flowed.

"I wanted to choose a more attentive place, but it's nowhere far away."

"No, no, don't worry. I'm happy enough now that my dreams are coming true."

"Dream? Can I ask you what that is?

"To see you, Master Sylvia."

"Wow, me?!

Is there anyone who can't see this embarrassment in the face?

This is because Locke has no relationship with the opposite sex.

So I can shine even more, and I'm not embarrassed.

I'm sure it's bright red to my ears now, but I'm not bad, am I?

That's when, for some reason, I had an eye on the hem of my dress.

I'm strangely concerned about the wrinkles I put on a while ago.

I tried to hide it by opening my hands.

I don't want to be seen by Mr. Fillow alone.

I tried to distract myself and threw the question around.

"Well, you don't know me in detail, do you? Why would that be a dream?

"Sure, I'm a faraway man who doesn't even know me. Still, many of your tales of martial arts and rebirth are now grass stories. He said he was strong, gentle, right and pathetic. After hearing so many anecdotes, my feelings burned."

"That's too good to say. I'm not such a fine man."

"What you look like is what the outgoing person doesn't know best."

"Yes... I wonder"

"And the reason I admire it is not just rumors that nothing goes up on the edge of my mouth"

That's what he said, and he took a book out of his nostalgia.

This is a fine book with a polite fitting.

My body will be in gold bondage trying to peek into the title.

Flowing sweat.

I hope it was a mistake...

"This is a very rare book, but it was closed up in your childhood..."

Ahhhh!

Isn't that a collection of Sylvia Tan quotes?!

Is it a punishment game or something to come out in a situation like this?!

"I was like a book bug. No, this book is so great! I can't remember reading back a dozen weeks!

"Oh, you know what? It's so big that it loads..."

"Dear Sylvia when!!

"Yes, it's Sylvia!

"Please, could you demonstrate about the 'play' depicted here!

I've been asked for it with great enthusiasm.

When it comes to playing, I'm sure you mean 'Mr. Ali, Whee'.

Or I'd like you to stop shouting so suddenly.

Something that gives me a weird voice.

"I'm the one Mr. Fillow is talking about, aren't I? of Ali, who has been made a nation..."

"No, you don't. It's very interesting."

"Is that different? Was there anything else?

"It's only been described once in this rare book, a phantom play. Could you please demonstrate about" Mr. Ali, the nobleman "!

... Yeah, what's that?

I don't remember it at all.

"Is that what it says? Not a mistake?

"Yeah, hold on tight here. Once upon a time, a group of adventurers called" Mad Dog Fangs "came to your father, the Demon King. Before I picked them up, I was intrigued by Mr. Ali's nobility."

"Erm. I'm sorry. I don't remember at all..."

"That's, no. Hmmm...... I know what you're trying to say."

Mr. Fillow leaked an invincible grin.

I don't know what to do, I only have a bad feeling.

"I mean, if I were to be the man to match you, you could tell me, right?

"How does that happen!?

"I'm very sorry for your loss. I just got to know you, tell me your secret, and more! I'm full of shame!

"Hey, Mr. Fillow, it sounds exciting, but let's settle down for once"

"Good hurry! Let us polish up the man so that Master Sylvia can acknowledge it as soon as possible!

"Hey, where are you going!?

"Whoa, whoa!

Mr. Fillow ran away abruptly.

I want you to explain to me what a book bug is about that figure.

I chased my back from behind so I wouldn't lose sight of it.

It was the hall he headed to, and even headed straight to the room where he met.

And opened the door with momentum.

"Glad, hurry back to the country!

"Dear Philo. That's how you panicked?

"I want Master Sylvia to recognize me as a man as soon as possible! So work me out!

"... my smudges are extraordinarily harsh, aren't they? Spit blood, bones shatter, and break your will. Are you ready for that?

"Of course I did. Can you put out the fire of my passion?

"Kufff. I didn't mean to hear that from you."

It's kind of exciting.

He's going to make an effort for me, so I'm a little happy, but I can't say what's good for him.

Whatever it is, we don't have what he wants.

"It's a waste of time. Therefore, I apologize for this today. Dear Sylvia, I look forward to seeing you again!

"Ugh, yeah. Don't push me."

"Come on Glad, don't guzzle! We're pulling up!"

"Ha ha! I'm arranging a horse right now..."

"Say stupid! We're going to run all the way to Grania! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"What a fierce determination...... This Glad will definitely let you grow up!

The two left, sprinkled with hegemony and hot tears.

I think it's a rare example of noise when it comes and when it leaves.

And I hurried home to the woods, too.

When I did, I would pry. Sister Rita and Sister Ashley would listen to all of them on a direct ball. Sister Elena and her somewhat obstinate Kevin counterpart were about enough and caged in their room.

What I took out was a picture diary I was writing at the time.

Expecting an answer there, I proceeded to read the page.

"Around here, I don't know, when my sister touched me."

The page in question also has a decent illustration.

My father traces me, the fangy people of the mad dogs.

Of course I don't know anything about the details from the illustration.

And the key sentence is......

- Arisan, Chizoku, Mochi, Mochi.

You know what I mean, mon!

Even though I was about five years old at the time, please, me as a young girl.

This isn't even a hint, then.

Then I took a while to read it back, but I just feel nostalgic.

Only unrelated episodes are dug back into as many as they can.

At the end of the day, I couldn't remember anything about the pivotal 'aristocrat'.

And I gave up completely, and this is how I squealed.

"Forget it, let's make it up..."

It was the moment I dyed my hands on historical alteration (cleansing).