Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Maodara the 3rd

Episode 24: Which one are you?

After the destruction of Castel Registaria, he returned to the forest house with Rita and the others.

Ashley says her defense was somewhat weaker because of her departure from the juncture, but I didn't know the difference.

I think we should even raise the ashes.

The children who were playing outside greeted you with a smile. Alicia also came while wiping the sweat off her forehead from a little further away.

Since much time has not passed, there has been no change before departure and in the situation.

"Welcome back, old man!

"Demon King. Welcome back."

"Lyle, you're tired. Did it work?

"I'm home. It's been a great success."

"Everyone is just now - Alf, well, I managed to do it."

"Right. I wonder if it worked. I was just a little hysterical."

As the smiles line up, there's a face that only one person can't float, or there's a kid who twists his neck.

It's Arthur.

Could it be that you suspect it failed?

That's not true. I don't believe you.

"Arthur boy. What's the matter with you?

"Yeah. I was wondering which one."

"I just told you. He said the event was a perfect success."

"Oh, no. Mr. Lyle or Mr. Alf, which way should I call you?"

"... or"

I thought it was a natural question.

I guess it's tricky to have more than one nickname.

This seems like a simple story, a plain, deep-rooted problem.

In the end, am I Alfred or Lyle?

I'd rather hear this one, but I'm sure it's also me closest to the answer.

When I was having trouble responding, our 'sage' stepped forward.

And put your hands on your hips and say confidently.

"I have a plan. Gentlemen, come inside."

Ashley, I'm not getting chills.

But why, I only have a bad feeling.

Each reacted to the word, but everyone went back into the house as suggested.

"Then I'll get started. First Alf, Lyle, which debate are you in?

We sat at a big table for dinner, and Ashley took the head.

I mean, what's the first time, you're gonna turn it into a series?

Don't toy with people's identities.

"You know, isn't this my problem to decide?

"Alf's belongs to everyone. Everyone's belongs to Ashley."

"Wouldn't the whole result be in your nostalgia? You're gonna have wings."

"Mmm. Though a little forceful, you'd better make up your mind. I'm sure you'd send them off with cheats."

"That's possible."

As far as I'm concerned, I recognized someone with a "lot of nicknames," but there may be unexpected inconveniences somewhere.

I'm leaning towards those who finalize everyone's feelings as well, so I decided to get on with the flow.

"If you're going to decide to call me names, I knew Alf would be good. I'm used to calling you, and I'm gonna stick with you."

"By that logic, I'd call myself Lyle. Childhood Friendly View"

"Ashley puts a vote in Lyle. That's two to one."

"That's surprising. I thought you were an Alf too."

"Because Alf stuck with Rita, didn't he? If you treat it like a lister under the name Lyle, you'll be tied to me now."

"I'll be tied, you know. Where did my opinion go?"

Set aside the bird woman's light mouth.

When I hear my own heart, I want Lyle.

Alfred's life ended abruptly in the first place.

It was quite unusual, but it sounded like Tensei.

It's easier to have a proven name, but I felt wrong.

"How's Cindy?

"Yeah, yeah, what?

"It's about your name, your father's"

"Uh, my old man, he's an old man!

"Mm-hmm. Right, I get it. How's Mia?

"Whatever your name may be, my loyalty will not waver. Because we dedicate our body, mind and soul to the Demon King, even one of our bowels."

Scary.

That's a quick "whichever is fine" story.

I wonder why you make all the noisy rhetoric.

The person who spoke is looking at me with a rough nose.

Don't expect reactions.

"Now Arthur Ki-yun. Which one are you?

"I wonder if I can do either. I'll follow everyone's decision."

"Well, you must be, I'm shallow with you. Then…"

"Ashley. I've made up my mind. I call myself Lyle."

"Oh, that's too bad. I had an attachment."

"I was just wondering. That's why I'm Lyle, the second-generation demon king. Say hello."

Everyone doesn't react badly.

Like a very mediocre public tale, it was taken without backlash.

You can't follow the story to Cindy, she's twitching back the trash caught in her desk wound.

Spoon.

Beautifully taken.

You can't eat it.

It's just that Ashley was the one among the members who jumped and reacted so loudly.

He puts his hands on his chest and distorts his eyes like he was thrilled.

"It's true, Alf. No, Lyle!

"Whoa. I don't know what makes you happy, but I've made up my mind."

"I mean, the next daughter-in-law is Ashley, right? Are you sure? I can't believe you can only dictate in this way, lighthouse. But it's okay. I'm a woman of understanding. There's just no one in the bedroom right now, so one shot..."

"Tow!"

"Hemu."

Skip the beans and snuff at Ashley's head.

Stun.

Crazy bitch in the woods. Pick it up.

"Congratulations, Lyle"

"Ooh, Elicia. There is no change from you..."

"No change? That's short notice. Another dimension of another belly already. Incorporating my opinion means the soul united, that is, fusion. The soul is important. Important. Super important. It's an irrational extreme that my body is apart even though my consciousness is connected. So one shot in the other bedroom..."

"Tow!"

"Hemli"

Another bean also stuck.

Now the general has two necks.

If it's a battlefield, it's a special medal, you bastard.

In the end, it was just the two of us who made the noise, and after that it was the usual time.

Rita, who doesn't get evil as usual.

Does Ashley and the others realize that they are also in solitary confinement for the second week?

Those guys are sleeping amicably drooling yodales in bed.

I shrugged inside that I must be Rita again this time.