Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 88: Family Reactions

Cottori.

On the table, I placed a cup lined with water.

The opponent's hand is then immediately extended and quickly transported to his mouth.

- Gokuri, Gokuri.

Forget to even breathe, don't swallow the water.

And he said, exhaling satisfactorily.

"Pghhhh. Thank you, it's only a few moments away!

It's Mr. Fillow right in front of you.

Someone who is the Prince of Grania, an executive named Consul and, at first, my fiancé (tentative).

The adult had fallen into abundance in the forest.

Sister Ashley brought her in with half a laugh earlier, applying restorative magic to this day.

"I'm glad you're safe. You came alone without an escort? If so, it's reckless."

"That's right. I doubt my good sense of crawling at night in such a bright time."

"Sister Rita, be quiet for a moment"

Then pull in Mr. Fox on your back.

Mr. Fillow hasn't noticed, but because I'm not comfortable.

"No, no, it's embarrassing. Instead of coming here, this is a consistent training exercise."

"Training is... Ah. You said you'd work out."

"Yes. I was going to run through Grania to Corona and go straight home. But I remember the abundance of forest nearby."

"I don't think it's close. It's a long way from wanting to use a horse."

According to Mr. Phileau's story, he has changed his course considerably where simple round-trips are needed.

I think the distance traveled is about four times longer than it was originally.

"Wouldn't it be better if you went back early? You must be worried about your Mr. Glad."

"Lord Rita, don't worry. He's already been notified."

"It must be hard for you to work, isn't it?

"I'm on vacation today, so if I can get home by tomorrow morning, fine."

"Yes... unfortunately"

Leaving that behind, Sister Rita went back to her room.

He didn't hear the last word, and Mr. Fillow remains Nico smiling.

I heard it perfectly, so I got a cold feeling about it.

Still, we're finally alone, so we're gonna be able to talk slowly.

... I can't believe I thought so, but a rookie came down from upstairs.

with child-specific light footprints.

"Mother, it's this book, come on..."

"What? I'm visiting now, so I'd like you to come back later."

"A visitor, ah! Could you!?

"Kevin, is that you? I'm Philo. Sylvia told me about you."

"I knew it! What are you doing here? Go home!

My son barked with a canine tooth protrusion.

Though it was a accomplishment, it could have been a failure to give Mr. Fillow home.

We were going to set the right place for the two of us, but it's too late for this to happen.

I decided to scold Kevin for his disrespect, even as he chewed up bad luck like an accident.

"Kevin, you can't say that. Bad boy."

"It's better than that! It's this Nazo Nazo book, but there's one I can't figure out. He wanted me to tell him the answer."

"First of all, you're sorry, aren't you?

"I don't care. And I miss Nazo Nazo. I used to be close, too."

"Shut up! It's none of your business!

"Well, don't be so angry. Give it to me."

"Ah. What the hell!

Mr. Fillow takes up the book with the leopard.

Kevin seems dissatisfied, but remains so.

"Damn. Don't get dirty, okay?

"Ahaha, I'll be careful. Is it okay if I page here that you want to know?

"That's right. Well, there's no way you can figure it out!

"I'll do my best not to be ashamed of myself. Which..."

◆

In a village, a young man lived there.

He didn't have a father or mother to live with.

But it's not rusty.

He likes one.

One day.

I wanted to have a pet and did the villagers a favor.

"I'll thank you, so can you slack some animals?

Then, the next day, a lot of animals arrived.

Chicken babies, big eagle eggs, and still little ponies.

I received only one of those treats and returned the others.

Well, which one did you receive?

◆

Mr. Fillow recited it slowly with discouragement so that he could read it in fairy tales as well.

Kevin stares at his licence to observe or monitor his appearance.

"Horses. - Horses are good, too. I might want it."

"Mother, even if you give up, think about it once."

"Because I don't know."

"This is a problem, or you don't know it. Uh..."

"Hmm! I can solve it for a ningen like you!

"The answer is chicken baby, right?"

"Yeah?! Why?"

A duet by me and Kevin.

Because I ate it at the exact same time.

What an embarrassment, I cough.

Kevin, on the other hand, frowned.

"Tell me why. I'm guessing you're not on assignment, are you?

"Look, this guy likes one." Hi "and" Ri. "

"Ah..."

"Chicken babies, they're chicks, so there's a 'hi' in them, right? That's why."

"Ha, wow! You get it, don't you?

"Even if it looks like this, I liked Nazo when he was a little girl."

"Here, Kevin. Say thank you for what you told me."

"... thank you"

Keep your voice down.

I'm looking at the table legs and stuff without even trying to get my eyes on them.

I wonder if this is hard to get along with.

I thought... Mr. Fillow rose out of his chair.

And he's kneeling in front of Kevin, trying to keep an eye on him.

"You're welcome. I like Nazo Nazo. I can see that. It's exciting."

"Shut up. I don't have any business anymore."

"Hmm. I have a nazonazo that's popular with Grannian kids right now, don't you want to know?

"... please."

"Yeah? What?

"Tell me, it"

Then gradually the two got along.

Kevin, who was unfathomable at the beginning, also gets richer in expression every time he chases after time.

I'm surprised how quickly kids adapt.

By the time Mr. Fillow left, Kevin surprised me again.

'Cause' When's the next one coming? 'How dare you ask.

In contrast, he said, "Next time I'm off, shall I play again?"

Next... there is, isn't there?

I'm kind of glad about that, too, because it makes me feel warm.

I guess that's also why I forgot to ask when my next holiday is.

But I guess the position of consul is busy, I didn't quite visit the 'next holiday'.

I recently had a habit of looking out the window.

If you keep watching bonyards, you'll be embarrassed to notice them haha.

He doesn't want too many people to see him.

Speaking of which, these two have changed a lot.

Says Kevin as he holds the book.

"Is that brother coming today?

"I don't think you're coming. I haven't heard from him."

"Oh. Too bad."

Sister Rita says her balls in one hand.

"Hey Sylvie. Is he coming today?

"I don't think he's coming."

"Yes, unfortunately."

Dripping from the balls is dark green liquid.

The courage to ask what that is and what is unfortunate has not been forthcoming so far.