Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Three, twenty-five, fumble rice.

Maodara the 3rd

Episode 25: Fluffy Rice

"Uh, test test. This is the Demon King, do you copy?

I'm talking to the tablet I put in the living room.

This is lonely, late solitary, not something.

Actually, this is a magic trick.

It was super tech, like it came from the future, with a crystal plate embedded in the center that allows you to talk while looking at the face of a distant opponent.

It is a mechanism that uses Demonic Crystals or injects magic directly into them.

I'm a direct party, naturally.

"Test test, this is the register rear. Sensitive."

"This way, too. Well, you are."

"It's Benry. I'm Benny, head of the Chamber of Commerce."

"You did. Excuse me. Excuse me."

The status quo summariser was absent from the register.

So tentatively, I asked my good looking uncle.

I judged him only by his white, splendid chin beard and bald head, but I'd say he's one of the great merchants.

Convinced that this is already fate, I entrust the autonomous government to this day.

"How is everyone in the city? Are you calm?

"Should I say half expectation, half anxiety? The woman seemed relatively more relieved, dropping mud on her face"

"The Grand Soldier's gone, so you don't even have to get dirty. I'm honestly happy with that change."

"The work is also going around as usual. I got a decision that my work wouldn't be in vain."

"Right or right. That's surprisingly good."

There has been no anxiety or spill to other countries.

Well, is it unnatural for the lowest handled person in the world, a third-class citizen, to go to another country?

"But we'll stop going like this. Because critical issues have not been resolved."

"Whoa, first ear. What's that?

"Food. There is a lack of crops in particular. After they took most of the harvest away to the gran."

"Isn't it going to hold until the next harvest?

"You may not starve. There are staple foods, and there are regular fish deliveries from coastal areas. The number is small, but dairy products also arrive from the hinterland"

"Still not enough, is that the conclusion?

"Yes. Distribution is too thin to let everyone go. If you continue to eat rough for a long time, you will become ill and die from the infirmity."

It was tightened to the gran, but seemed to be managed only minimally.

I remember there was a whole line of products on the market.

Still, from the people in the orphanage, it was the same without them.

"Okay. I'll hit my hand. You're going to need..."

"Right. I'm not sure I have much to offer to annoy the Demon King. Are you being seen lightly?

"It's outrageous! We are grateful for something. But I don't know what I'm talking about..."

"Then, as a tribute, bring the toes of all the Resistancians. Fine with a pinky finger."

"It's tough inside...... but we have nothing more to offer than clinging. We'll do something about it."

"Mia, do you have a minute?

I told him this was during an adult conversation.

So I asked you not to interrupt and blow in strange stories.

I also promised not to whisper 'raw nails......' or anything!

I mean, you don't need a contribution in the first place!

"I'm sorry, forget about what I'm talking about. All we need is money. Whether you want to buy food from someone, you're gonna need a lot of money."

"That's right, I looked for the castle site, but the warehouse was empty. Apparently not only after the food, but also after the money was taken away"

"Oh well. I can't help it. It's not like there's no other way."

"Is it true? I have no idea."

"Anyway, I'll handle this. I'll call you back."

"I understand. I wish you success. Then just in case..."

"Yeah, what?

"Are you sure you don't want a contribution? You don't have to collect your fingers?

"Totally fine. See you later."

Communications have been cut off.

And I'm in trouble with Mia.

The Demon King was about to be misunderstood as having an abusive taste.

The problem kid, but I'm in the middle of Rita scolding me right now.

I think the neighborhood is bouldering even if you don't ask me to.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

The person I contacted at a later date was Yapone's Moon (Getumei).

I was surprised when I made contact and cried a lot, but they took care of the deal.

They said, "Next time, be a good mourner," but what do you do?

By the way, this one gave me a black-iron plate that was in the camp.

As consideration, they sold preserved root vegetables and potatoes.

How much food is needed and what is the right rate per sheet of iron will be adjusted later by Benley.

After testing with the moon and the camp, I haven't invited her to my house in a long time.

The members of the house also said that a rare guest had arrived, and they kept showing their faces.

"Oh, Mr. Moon. You're out of time."

"Koncha. It's been a long time."

"Mm-hmm. It's been a while. It's been like a hundred years."

It's a conversation between a boulder and a longevity.

What a phrase popped up for a hundred years as a matter of course.

"Yes, yes. I don't know what a reunion is. I brought some good stuff today."

"... something similar happened"

"It's a good silk antimatter. Take this..."

"Hey, no way."

"To your wife."

The moment the word was released, three arms stretched out.

I don't even have to see who that is.

"No, no, I'm sorry. I think I got him worried. In the meantime, my real wife will take it."

"Oh nice color. I have to think about paying you back. Of course you can have me, your wife."

"Even though it's my first meeting, I'm afraid it's a gift. But I'll take it if it's named. My de facto daughter-in-law."

"The Demon King. Lord, are you kidding me?

"I am definitely not a monarch. I value republican deliberations."

"Isn't it just indecision? Weakened, only one souvenir..."

At that time, the face of the moon is distorted.

It looks like he planned something bad.

"Ladies. Can't we have a little fun here?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Hey. Playing without other love. I'll pull this antimatter together and give it to something I've drawn to my hand."

"Heh. I don't mind. It's surprisingly powerful."

"Yes. Pull over, hey"

The moon opened the antimatter a little and urged everyone to have the edge of the fabric.

They're going to pull each other in three directions as it is.

The standing position is determined by clutter, but I don't know what will happen.

"Everyone. Ready for your heart?

"Always ok!

"Okay, here we go!

"Gigna-aah!"

Ashley blew up behind him with the signal to start.

That should also be because Rita and Elisia let go of their hands at the same time.

As a result, Ashley can be intertwined in the fabric.

"Lord, why didn't you let go?

"Because... if you pull it so hard, you'll ruin the cloth. Of course it's bad for Lyle."

"I look. I thought I heard voices saying I had to let go."

"I see. How does the Demon King see this?

What do you think, you're just talking about Rita having an adult idea.

I don't know Elysia's.

It is Ashley who is not convinced by the course of this story.

He began protesting while loosening the tangled fabric.

"Wait a minute! Why do you think I'm breaking the rules? I'm cheating on special judgments and stuff!

"Well, well, Lord Ashley. As promised, let's say it was something like that. Why don't you calm down your anger so we can get you some cute sunclothes?

"Ugh, it's good. What kind of clothes would that be?

"Right. It's not a bad thing to shake a sleeve, a shovel, a yukata."

"Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucata...... gaaaaaa!

Vitavan collapsed as Ashley blew the bubble.

Maybe you're still dragging on your mistakes.

Haven't you been able to overcome your old failures for over 200 years?

I guess it's because I haven't been able to, that I've fainted like you did.

In the end, Yukata was built on Cindy and Mia, not for Ashley.

What a forceful landing place I thought.

But my daughters dressed in Yapone style stylish were adorable, so I made it good for now.