Demon Noble Girl ~Story of a Careless Demon~

"Ka-chan... I, the brave man's party, got fired"

"What!?

"Ah, Rose, take the salt there"

"I'm glad that's how much I am...... yes, salt. You can often eat so many leeks. I don't need it anymore."

"You can eat most of the stuff if you shake the salt. You don't want to be left behind, do you? I'm not complaining because I'll split the octopus."

"... I can't help it."

Whilst complaining about the bumps, Rose receives a taco sulme somewhere softly.

Even Rose, the great demon who lived for over a hundred years, didn't have the idea of flavoring human food with her soul, even of which she couldn't have done that without Noah establishing technology with her ability to [release], and Rose was shaking like she was impressed when she first ate our product.

Apart from that, I don't care, the usual Rose has a pretty lotus-leaved tone, and when I go outside, I'm forced to use the lady's words, so sometimes I'm about to say who you are, or something.

"Marc, how the hell did you do that... You were admitted to having strange powers in the church, so the brave men picked you up, right?

"... that's what I was trying to do to help the brave man, but he told me I was too weak to get in the way"

Rose, who was silently eating taco sulme, suddenly stood up and

"I found it. Wow. If this onion and octopus are alternately pinched and stabbed on a skewer and lightly broiled, both flavors will stain and taste better."

"Onion Mare"

No, because there are more leeks in this case, Tacoma? Doesn't the amount matter? Aren't you a pot dish, not a grilled chicken?

"Dear Yurcia, I stewed the leeks with octopus rume, wondering if that could happen. Try it."

No, Noah, you. What assumption did you make about that, too? Oh, but I can be surprised. Harmony of roasted onions, concentrated octopus and fresh bandit soul spreads in your mouth.

Even cheap souls can be worn surprisingly deliciously if combined with good ingredients.

"Phew, I owe this to you, too. Be grateful."

"Yes, yes, I'll pay you a margin when I commercialize it, so how much do you want?

"I don't need it. Yo."

Oh, the tone is back.

"Out of the way... there's no way a brave man would say that, is there? You weren't serious, were you?

"That's not true. Yikes. It's not very helpful, but it's useless to pay distributions..."

"By and large, it's strange that we're obsessed with money in this world."

Only the “devil” part blurred with spiritual language, and Gassi and Tina eagled her head off from behind Rose, who was somehow disgusting me.

"What is the way you speak to the Lord?"

"Yes, it hurts, it cracks, it really cracks"

Rose screamed when there was a sound that actually clammed rather than a mistletoe and a metaphor. Even the same Great Devil has a demon-modified Tina's power that's pretty strong, so Rose can't shake it off.

And for once, Rose is a princess setup, so I'd better be careful if the way you talk is normal.

By the way, I have the impression that I'm flying May quite a bit, but we're talking in a whisper, so I'm not bothering the dining room.

Make yourselves comfortable at meals. Apprentice Gears and Eun Sit-kun, who are still on Rose's watch and quietly eating tons of leeks by her sides. For some reason, I admire that there is only alcohol in front of the two of you.

Eun Sit-kun puts a little coarse salt on the skewer, and he swallows it in a sinister way that he drinks on the dish, but he looks like a rabbit.

These two eat well every day, whether they like it or not, in the soul of a bandit or whatever, so the power of the Great Demon, which had only an initial value, is donning up. It's about this time today that Rose, who is being watched over because of it, is smiling more and more rough.

"... no, you guys don't care that way?

I heard a squeaky grunt from the table next door. You were there, Axel. I didn't usually notice it because it's not a meal.

There were certainly signs that a strange story was going on nearby.

Summarizing what I was hearing and what is still going on...

The general's son, Marc Boy, is recognized for his special powers in the church and invited to some brave party where he heard about it, but the intrigue is villagers. I was so weak and useless in battle that I could rub it in the distribution and get fired from the brave party.

Well, it's a temple (good one) story these days, isn't it? I do feel pathetic, and it's not like I have nowhere to think of selfish braves.

"What does that have to do with us?

"... no, you don't"

Axel also seemed to understand as a result of his thinking. Well, we're done consuming tons of leeks, so it's time to spare time before you get involved.

"Auntie, hey..."

"Oh, I'm sorry I blew your May fly! I'll do something to apologize."

"Excuse me, customer. I'll make something."

On the way to say yes, I was held back by the majestic talk of the general, and jumped into the kitchen like the Marc boy in the matter (more or less) panicked.

…………

"Bye. I'm on my way."

With all due respect, Axel and the others are going back to their accommodations after accounting for the gap. We had no choice but to grab Rose, who was about to leave with Axel, and gently put her back in her seat.

Speaking of demons doesn't always do as you please. I have no limitation for being, but instead I am somewhat tied to human “common sense”, so that the power that ordinary demons can wield by contracting with creatures of that world to exist in this world is limited.

"Thank you for waiting."

Marc boy says it's an extra service item if you're thinking about it and escaping reality, he brings another pile of leeks. Leek again!

"...... hmmm!?

But the moment I took a bite, I was surprised by the difference in taste.

What is this... it tastes good. Offerization? Yeah, you're not. Grant effect? I feel like something will bubble up when I eat it, and demonically, I think that tastes good.

If the flavour is as intense as a doughnut fried with oil to taste the soul, the marc's creation has a delicate flavour like shark kelp tightening.... What is this metaphor?

"Now take your time"

"Wait a minute."

Nico Nia and Fanny held his arm from both sides from left to right as they stopped Marc boy trying to serve the dish and return in a hobby manner.

"What are you doing?"

Marc Boy - I'm saying Boy Boy Boy, but maybe just after adulthood a little above me, Marc Boy was grabbed by two beautiful girls his age smile dazzling while confused, and his body was honestly stretching under his nose while resisting in his mouth.

"You're the one who made this?

"Ha, ha."

The face of the Marc boy who saw my face for the first time attracts me.... That's crazy. Why am I the only one frightened?

Well, I don't care about that. I'm used to saying.

"You're the son of a damsel to whom you've been invited to a brave party. So I heard you got fired?

"Yes, it is..."

You remembered that fact, Marc boy's face sinks more and more than ever again.

"I don't care about that."

"Don't you care..."

Surprisingly delicate. I also tell the Marc boy with more and more faces the words that I feel to the extent of impulse buying.

"Don't you serve me? I want to hire you as a cook."

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