Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Episode 96: Going Out into the Woods

Your father used to say that.

"Preparing a woman takes time," he said.

I was small at the time and I didn't understand, but now I do.

The feeling on the waiting side, and the circumstances on the making you wait.

"Sister Rita, how are you? Isn't that weird?

"Yeah. I'm fine, she's adorable."

"Is it okay to look from behind?

"No problem, I care too much."

I am in the middle of desperate preparation right now.

Red painted kachusha with red flower bumps as well, set on head.

To avoid hiding in the dog's ear, of course, somewhat on the front of his head.

Bright white blouse on top.

I try to follow the line of buttons and the chiseled lace is adorable.

A skirt down to the tibia (shin).

The carefully colored dark blue color reminds me of the richness of the sea.

Today's image is "Red Flowers Blooming by the Sea".

It's more of an assumed coordination than the original, but when I try it on, I worry about all sorts of things.

"Um, well, why don't you look at it from right diagonal front?

"Sylvie, I don't know if it's good enough. He's tired of waiting, too."

"It's okay. I'm playing with Kevin and Nazonazo."

Beyond the deadline door, you can hear two pleasant voices.

Do it. Although I hear inappropriate words such as "the spinal fluid of the blamemen" or "the raw nails of the rebels," I don't seem to be free.

So the need to rush to decide how to dress is also weak.

"Silvi. He said he wouldn't look at them much if he didn't care. The outfit today...... did you have a theme?

"That's right. I have this image of flowers blooming by the sea."

"Ah-ha. He said he wouldn't read it like that. Because the guys only pay attention to about milk or ass at best!

Sister Ashley says to Boyon, trembling her huge breasts.

... Chickshaw, too convincing!

"Come on, it's time to end it. Ashley's way of saying it is abusive, but not so wrong."

"Let's go, shall we? It's my first date, so don't be nervous."

"Wait, don't push it!

Being forcibly taken out of my room, I came to the living room.

Mr. Fillow has the book in one hand and Kevin's opponent for me.

"Oh, thank you for waiting"

"There's nothing to wait for. Kevin, you've dealt with me."

"Your brother is amazing! I got all the questions right. Come on!

"Yeah, good for you. So, how about this outfit? Isn't that weird?

Mr. Phileau's gaze on my words only gets a little sharp.

And I looked at it and opened my mouth.

"Hmm. The blue of the skirt and the white of the blouse are reminiscent of the wave strike. A red hair decoration that looks like scorched tea hair...... By analogy, could it be a sublime red flower that blooms resolutely on the high seaside?"

"That was more than I could have imagined!?

I didn't expect more than a hundred answers.

Or it's a lot better than my expression.

Apparently quiz craftsmen have different things.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Our first date came to be in the woods of abundance.

This is Mr. Fillow's hope.

You want to tour the place I saw in the book?

I don't mind, but that makes it fulfilling and entertaining, where judgment breaks up.

"This is the training ground. I asked Sister Elena to put on an archery."

"Ho. I see. Your father used to show his face a lot."

"Oh, that happened. I don't care how many times you nailed me to stay out of my way. The next day, I'll be in a lot of trouble."

"Ahaha. You're a fancy guy."

As we continued down a path that we could not even call the road as it was, we reached the fountain.

This is where I used it to wash my hands after training.

It is not as popular or popular as it used to be.

"Ho. Beautiful enough. It's like the water's shining."

"Right. Beautiful day, isn't it? In the sun from the leaf gap, you can see it glowing."

As he lowered his hips to the shore (by the banks), Mr. Fillow also sat next to him.

I glance at the water.

Mr. Fillow looks at me jiggly.

It's a very unnatural pair.

"I miss it. When I made the cob out of archery, I chilled it here."

"From what I hear, the affected area is good to clean. Because they didn't treat you with magic?

"Sister Elena says that's no good. He said not to forget the cause of the injury..."

"I see. You've been blessed with a good teacher. If they heal easily, they won't grow resilient."

That's my first ear.

That's Sister Elena, you reasonably told me.

And it's time for Mr. Fillow to see the fountain?

You can't help looking at me, can you?

"The water here is strange, and when you dip it where it's injured, it heals faster."

"Hmm, that's unusual. I think I've heard similar anecdotes in some lake..."

"Oh, yeah. By the way, Mr. Fillow, you're too close, aren't you?

"It must be your fault."

"That's not true... it's definitely close."

Something's wrong with Mr. Fillow from earlier.

The response is suspicious.

Breathing's a little rough, too.

"Hey, Mr. Fillow, won't you leave once?

"Really? It's hard."

"Yeah, I don't know what to say, it's too steep, right? Let's sort it out a little..."

"Dear Sylvia, heh!

"Yes! It's Sylvia!

It's the best call I've ever heard, and it's almost zero distance close, and I'm about to shrink.

A damp breath strokes his cheek and his body is gradually tilted this way.

To the clap, the polarity and something fell to the ground.

- Could it be now?

It was a three-coloured mushroom with a toxic colour development.

An annoying souvenir from Sister Ashley that eating can be a big deal.

Furthermore, the end of it was slightly missing.

Could it be... you ate it?!

"Dear Sylvia, risking your life for a favor!

"Ugh, yeah. If you want to talk, I want you to calm down."

"What I want is yours!

"Wow, mine?

What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do!

What if I said, "Let your body do whatever it wants, gehey" or something!

Mr. Fillow is so gentlemanly, I don't think so.

I did, but now I'm too far from sane to feel safe at all.

If he asks you, say no?

Or should I accept it?

Is the underwear you're wearing okay with me being seen?

... I don't remember.

I had no idea this was gonna happen in the first place!

"Your, let me touch your ears!

"Mi...... ears?

"Yes! I know a hundred words of disrespect, but no matter what!

"Ugh, yeah. If that's the case, you should just touch it."

Mr. Phileau stroked my ear, reflectively uncle Pico, with a slowly loving gesture.

A polite and gentle gesture, as if treating even animal babies.

That frivolous force applied and subtracted is incredible.

"Hey, is this a good idea?

"Ha-ha-ha! I don't accumulate. What shall I say, I really don't... accumulate anymore!

"Really? I have no idea."

"This twitchy feeling! It's so wonderful! Much more premium than the dragon god scales, and more than the belly hair of the fox king, the only one! As much as I would like to borrow your ear hair and exhibit it at the Grania Museum!

"That's all you have to stop."

Mr. Fillow took his hand off my ear after he was stroked around.

But his rampage didn't stop.

He gazes at the palm of his hand inadvertently and even puts his hand in the sun's rays.

I don't think it's a good idea to show off like that in front of him.

I don't think it's any better to stink!

"I am, at last! I've accomplished my grief. Huh!

"Oh... congratulations?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Hey, it's dangerous!?

Mr. Fillow bounced like a little boy and expressed his full body of mysterious excitement.

But to fully describe it, my feet were too strong.

"Wow!?

"Danger!"

- Do-Pong!

The price for a big shag is to get wet.

My nasty brother had his whole body swallowed by the water in the fountain.

You deserve it, not at all.

I have something to say, but I need to help you out anyway.

I grabbed the left hand offered this way and tried to pull it up to the side.

"Oh, excuse me. It's annoying."

"I don't mind, but give me both hands, not one."

"That's right, I can't... hebsh!

"Don't pull suddenly...... caaaaaa!

- Dobon!

It dragged me down to me.

Wet them both out of their heads.

Good old adults play in the water, and on their first date.

It's a sight you'll never show your sisters.

"Ahhh! Excuse me! I didn't know you'd even get involved with Master Sylvia!

"Fine, it's past..."

The fountain is so deep there that we have to stand and swim.

So get in position with both hands and feet.

But Mr. Fillow looked different.

I only give him my right hand off the water and he's swimming with one hand.

"Why don't you use your right hand?

"This is, because you may forget what it felt like earlier. If you dip it in water, the incense will disappear."

What a stupid answer I get back.

But he seemed serious, he said with a stern face.

So much so that I think I can hear the word Kiri.

So while I'm getting zubbly wet from my head and swimming hard, I'm letting the tip jump off my wrist off the water so that only my right hand can say hello.

Because you say weird things like that.

Don't be shy, look me in the eye and say it.

"Ahahahaha! Don't make me laugh at times like this!

"I didn't mean to do that in particular, but was it something funny?

"Something's different! Ahahahaha!"

If he laughs, he loses, maybe.

Since this one incident, changes have been made in my feelings.

Until now, I feel the vague ones have sprouted colorfully and firmly.

By the way, then I went home to the woods.

Sister Ashley turned to see us and gave a voice of surprise.

"Did you try your best to get that sweaty? That mushroom works great! Could it be the breeding season?

...... Ilah.

For now, I stuffed my sister's mouth with the rest of the mushrooms.

Then what happened to your sister.

That's another story, too.