Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 91: An Equal Size Girl

It was behind the royal palace that Mr. Fillow took me.

Bench in front of you across the wooden fence, and on the other side you can see dead grass or Mr. Bull.

Things were a lot different when I came to Wang Capital a long time ago.

But I'm much more fond of it now than I am of making weapons and walls that are intimidating.

"Dear Sylvia, are you sure you want to be in a place like this? Even within the royal palace, I can entertain you..."

"It's good, it's good! This is how I prefer to relax while watching the sunset."

"Really? After all, you're who you thought you were."

"What's that?

"No, I'm talking to myself."

We sat down on the bench at first sight.

The yang is going to lean soon and start dyeing the sky red.

Me and Mr. Fillow's shadow stretches back.

Because of the angle of the sun, the shadows that there should be two overlapped into one, and I felt somewhat ashamed of that.

"I'm sorry. When I was so busy, I came out of nowhere."

"No, I haven't been able to ask you for a long time, promising to revisit it it. I managed to get some work done and take a vacation..."

"No, don't apologize. If you look at that workload, you can't say anything."

To be honest, I had doubts about his sincerity because there was not as much tone out as the lid moon.

The emotions get stronger every day, and the attitudes and words that seem honest become incredible.

That eventually shaped anxiously and filled my head with lots of words.

Mr. Fillow, you don't really like me.

He's trying to convince me to marry him around, or something.

You prefer a nobleman who lives in Wangdu to a muddy woman like me, or something.

Wouldn't a woman with big tits be better?

By the way, I even dreamed I was flirting with another woman.

Give me something from a scene where you're playing with a beautiful person with boobs, like Sister Ashley.

I wasn't officially engaged, and I had no right to be angry with me because I was dreaming in the first place, but I was somewhat mournful.

In fact, he was busy, so his suspicions cleared up somewhat, but not all of them were resolved.

So what I could discuss this way was a chance I didn't even wish for.

"Hey, Mr. Fillow. I just wanted to ask you what you were wondering, okay?

"Go ahead, go ahead, ask me what it is"

"You think a lot about me, don't you? I don't know why."

"I see. That suspicion is also impossible. Was it a little creepy that you had a big crush on me?"

"I can't believe it's creepy... but I think it's weird"

Mr Fillow said without distracting himself from my eyes in any way.

That's a very sweet look.

What a "big favor" it is even at the end of the day.

Don't think how many men you're unfamiliar with, little girl, so you fall off easy or something!

Totally fine, yeah.

I don't know...... totally fine!!

"Let me tell you something about myself, I was promoted to a consul at the age of eighteen. But I wasn't recognized for my talents and achievements. It was the result of buying only households and lack of ambition."

"It is. You've been doing a hell of a job for years."

"Now it's time to get used to it to some extent, but at the beginning of my tenure I was already... desperate. The uninterrupted increase in one task, the various places involved in trying to push through impossibilities, the task of adjusting just to be scolded. One day a day is like living hell, and I soon become suffering from insomnia, abdominal pain"

"Wasn't there anyone there to help? Even Mr. Arnault was king back then, wasn't he?

"Nothing in particular on my brother. You just said you wouldn't die in paperwork. As for the others... I will discount you. It's going to be a long story from the point of view."

Young, royal, and in high office, Mr. Fillow.

My hands and legs are sluggish long, my waist is soft, I think it's hot, Prince.

That's all I ask, what's the matter with you living there? Yes, but I found out that the reality is quite far from it.

At least, there doesn't seem to be a loose end to swapping and playing with all sorts of women.

No, it's nothing to do with me, even if I play something else.

"Even in my ears like that, your work had arrived. Do it, you think you punished the Goldina people for buying it? You think you can solve even minor problems by dealing with the people of the city?"

"Oh, I hear our adults were promoting it. I'm so ashamed it even reached Grania."

"They were all wonderful. Sometimes they cry out for justice, sometimes they show mercy. It's exactly what I felt the people loved to be heroes. But at the same time, we heard about distant countries."

"Well, actually, it's coming from the register."

"No, that's not what I meant... I felt too far away from me. Yourself being yelled at every day and cornered in a narrow indoor. You who run endlessly around the continent and do great work. The separation between the two is difficult to exhaust to the brush tongue. So I felt like I was listening to myths and fables, no matter how much I admired the hero Tan. It's a far cry from the mood that leads to love."

"Yeah, it's been a pretty plain life over here, too. Especially when you're looking for stray cats."

"Again, the parties and bystanders see things differently."

Mr. Fillow laughed in a gracious voice.

The wind strokes us with flurries.

Just that I had an excuse to divert my attention, I glanced at the distant sky.

I can't see the faces of people next door who say, "What about love?"

"... so what happened then?

"Those in business are getting heavier every day. It was days like the end of the world, raw to even call it hell. Report, draft budget and proposed amendments. There will be a lot of pressure on the various jobs and they will be hunted down. I can't sleep at night, I can't eat, I'm outraged, I'm chased by delivery..."

"You sure look like hell. He's going to get sick soon."

"Right. In fact, I think he was mentally ill. One day, I ran away... and I thought I'd run away."

"But now that I'm still working like this, I've come to think of it. Something big happened to you."

"Yes, I won't forget. That was the day I accidentally got this book. It has been given only one book by the Registeria, but it was best read from the consul's point of view"

What Mr. Fillow took out of his chest was, after all, "Sylvia Tan Quotes".

I have a lot to say, but let's put in a scratch when we're done talking.

I waited silently for the word as I put up with something sticking up my throat.

"To be honest...... the moment I took it in my hand was more frustrating, let's just say. For me, who was frustrated by helplessness, I was in a mood to listen to fairy tales and such. But it was on the far side of mediocre thinking."

"Well, say it. It's like your father's diary. There's no such thing as a hero."

"Still, it was enough to change my life. Let's read the first theory I've ever seen, which is still in my mind."

"What. Stop that..."

It doesn't matter. Mr. Fillow started reading it out.

With a very good voice.

"Sylvia enjoys stylishness when she feels comfortable.

Today is apparently that day.

I borrowed one of my family's clothes.

It's for adults, so it's a bukabuka, but he laughs at Nico with satisfaction.

I will, of course, give it back with the best smile.

Honey-picked apples prepared for sweets.

I ate while wearing borrowed clothes, so I get stunningly dirty.

So my daughter says something.

"You look beautiful."

White fabric is brightly stained yellow.

And the light coming out of the window did dazzle its body "

My evil that was read well.

Now that I think back on it, I feel terrible about guilt.

By the way, those clothes are Sister Rita's favorite piece.

For some reason, I really liked it, too, and you wore it on your own in silence to your sister.

Well, that's good.

The problem is the honey thing.

I ate the sweets your father brought me without taking off the precious clothes of the borrowings.

Then you can tell that your clothes will be tainted with viscous juice.

I ramble the aforementioned.

Your father makes a small leap and listens to it.

Awful, that's too harsh!

Now I can tell you, Sister Rita is pathetic!

By the way, after that, Sister Rita pissed me off.

Still, you were sweet enough to match my sins.

Your father, on the other hand, was twice as preached as I am.

'Alf is no good either. I'm not just watching, I'm scolding you. "

What did you say, I still remember the sight clearly.

... is that unnecessary, or I have to listen to Mr. Fillow.

"It's a coincidence that I looked at the content. Because I dropped the book off my desk and I saw it with that bounce. Now I think it might have been fate."

"Oh. Hopefully, I wish I hadn't left it open..."

"Just a first reading drew me into that world. I never stop reading. Eventually, the tears flooded me, and the smile I had long forgotten returned. By then, I was completely captivated, and I was given a large copy of this book."

"I'm glad I could help, but I'm in a complicated mood."

"From you, maybe you are"

Mr. Fillow stroked the book lovingly as he smiled.

Watching it makes me itch for some reason.

"It's a strange thing, since I perused this one? You've changed from a rare hero to a more familiar one."

"Really? Just reading your father's diary?

"Yeah. Until I came across this book, I was different in recognition. Unlike someone like me, you are a talented woman born in love with destiny. He said he would continue on a glorious path that would never be muddy."

"Not at all! I'm not any different from the girls around here, am I?

"Do you understand my disrespect, I thought you were right. She is loved as a very normal girl and is sometimes being raised scolded. The moment I read it and found out about it, the hero had a real image."

"Give me a real image...?

"The hero who leads the people to the right way was also a single girl. Was it ever since I felt that way, that I began to admire strongly"

"Yes, what?"

"You may have a problem with me, like my favor. But if you don't mind, I'd like you to stay with me in the future."

"Yeah, of course that's..."

My heart is completely messed up.

I roughly understand how Mr. Fillow feels, but this time it's hard to handle this one.

You'll be perfectly aware of childhood lapses, you'll talk straight to me about favors, and I won't know what to say.

That's how someone rushed over from the royal palace after a while having trouble responding.

You look in a lot of a hurry.

"Dear Philo, hurry back to the office! There's an emergency case!

"Isn't that disrespectful? In front of Her Majesty the Queen of the Registry."

"Excuse me, but..."

"Mr. Fillow. Don't worry about me, just go. You forced me to take the time even today in the first place, didn't you?

"Really? I'm very sorry to hear that, but this is the occasion."

Mr. Fillow leaves when Mr. Home Affairs Officer takes him.

Looking at its back, it was attacked by intense loneliness.

Feels like you can tighten your chest.

It's like getting lost in a dark forest.

I shouted out loud, as if to shake them off.

"You know what? I'm waiting for you!

Two people who go forward turn around.

"Kevin and his sisters missed each other! That's why I'm waiting! In that forest house, you know, because I'm waiting for you too!

Instead of responding to the words, Mr. Fillow bowed deeply.

As for me, I couldn't look at it for a long time, and I lay my eyes down.

I tried to escape from his eyes and kept looking at my own fists tied hard.