Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

After his worship of the consolation tablet, Fram, out of the temple of the hero, stretched out his body greatly as he went out on the road.

"Uh-huh...... ha"

Exhale a loud sigh at the same time.

"... talking to him makes me more tired."

Needless to say, it's about Gene.

Even if you understand with someone else's head, you still have something in common, and that's exactly what sharpens Flam's mind's strength.

I guess this isn't limited to Flam that Shea was like that after a long relationship with 10%.

"I... just a little, I envy Mr. Gene"

"Heh!? Why would that happen?

To unexpected words, Flam replied with a bare response.

But Milkitt doesn't look like he made a joke, it seems extremely serious.

"'Cause the range that that guy occupies in your husband's mind is pretty big, isn't it? Even if it was hate."

Like I can convince you, like I can't.

But if you ask me, he may have a wider area of occupation than someone he just knew who hated strongly.

But it's also unpleasant for Flam.

"He's already dead, and that's someone else, so I know he'll disappear soon... but what I can't deny completely is that even as I am"

"Even in that sense, I don't really like that guy"

Mill kits that expose disgust are rare.

Flam scratched his head in confusion just to understand his feelings.

Often when she thinks about it, she pounds her hand.

"Milkit, then, shall we go on a date now?

"Dating, is it?

"Yes, along with directions. I haven't been able to get a good idea of the geography of the Central District yet, and I'm not one stone and two birds because I'll be obsessed with Milkit during my date"

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd love to jump, but would it be okay with the flow from the grave"

"I don't care. I mean, there's nothing wrong with that. Well, let's go on a date now!

That said, Flam thrust his fist up into heaven.

It goes without saying that the trick attracted the attention of the surrounding area.

But everything is accustomed.

I wasn't worried about the flam already entering Milkit into obsessive mode, such as my surrounding gaze.

Flam pulls the connected palm, gently rushes to cross the street in front of the temple.

Milkitt remembered when we had just met and was gratis and happy.

◇ ◇ ◇

The boulevard is the aorta of Concilia.

Even more powerful than the former Wang capital, its streets were filled with shops large and small.

Dewstores are busy like festivals every day, just passing by and saying, "Dear Fram, you can eat ours for free!" I can speak up.

If the flam eats, it will only be a big publicity.

Regardless, I can't move before my date even if I'm dealing with it all, so I walk with a gentle no.

"Hey, it's busy."

"You did have more people coming and going than before. I think your husband's surroundings are particularly."

"Is this, after all, surrounded? Well, I hope they're just watching."

Fram's surroundings are already full of wild horses.

Still no one tries to touch or talk, a certain distance.

"Everybody thinks you're scared,"

"I wonder if I'll honor you that much"

"I respect you, even if it's not me. I owe it to your husband to have this city today, because everyone thinks it is. I'm sure they think you're much better than the king."

That's what I think, a flam sticking in my heart.

Whatever it is, it's convenient if you can't get in the way of your date.

"Well, we finally got somewhere we have no idea."

"It's still a little early for lunch, isn't it, what kind of store do you want to see or something?

"Hmm, for now, I've been doing it from the previous Wang capital, and I wonder if there are any shops left."

"Then there's something I miss."

That's what Milkitt took - the bookstore where the books lined up in shifts.

I didn't destroy all the buildings on Main Street either.

This bookstore, which was only partially damaged, was reopened relatively early, he said.

Nevertheless, it was difficult to collect books in that situation. There is no longer a church that was, above all, a management mother.

So now, the union of medical magicians led by Saila is run as the mother.

"The shelf placement is almost the same as before..."

"Sounds like you're aware. I'm more relieved to have a place where I can feel a little nostalgia, because people who have lived in the King's Capital for a long time"

Sure, Flam doesn't feel lonely, either, seeing a changed conciliar.

Conversely, when I found this unchanged place, I was there to settle for you, which is not even my home town.

"The placement of the sales office is the same, which means there was..."

Ahead of Fram reaching out, the exact same book that he once bought Milkit was stabbed.

When I take it, I look nostalgic and finger the cover.

"I miss you, don't I? Back then, I couldn't even read simple letters, or anything else to write about. Everything in me starts with this book that your husband gave me."

"From there, Milkit's hard work is all that counts."

"All that knowledge is also what I acquired because I wish I could help your husband at all. Without you, I wouldn't even have wanted to learn something"

Humble - a little different.

Milkit hits me so hard with his love with a comfortable weight, even this.

Trying to somehow convey thoughts that swirl in your chest and cannot be expressed in words.

The must-have response to that is probably not humble.

It's about taking it honestly, honestly, 'soka' and throwing as much love at you.

Flam touches Milkit's cheek as he tickles his ears, looks him straight in the eye and tells him.

"Milkit is really trying to be mine with his whole body,"

"I exist in this world because your husband owns it"

From above the hand of the flam, the palm of the mill kit was overlaid.

He then presses gently to cheek and indulges in temperature over the bandage.

It's not a flam that I can't remember how loving it is.

"The truth is, I just want to attract your face and kiss you here, but you just have too many spectators."

"It'll annoy the bookstore, too, later"

"Yeah, later"

This level of skinship is not enough, but the timing and circumstances are different.

As they stared at each other for a while, they let go of their hands with regret.

At that time, it was probably my fault that some outside audience was dropping their shoulders.

◇ ◇ ◇

The two dates go on.

Go to the prestigious Cafe & Restaurant for lunch.

Because it was still a little early. The seats were empty compared to peak times, and I was able to get in without lining up.

"I'm studying the flavors here right now."

Milkit, who said so, seemed totally remembered his face and had his head bowed to the clerk who came to hear his order, "Thank you for everything".

It simply means that he is a regular customer, but there seems to be a side to the store's reputation that Milkit comes as a customer.

The title "Fram's Partner" is huge.

Plus rumors of being a good cook are spreading at some point, and sometimes people ask me to do cooking column articles for newspapers and magazines.

Well, he said no to everything.

"Why didn't you take it?

"I practiced for your husband, but it doesn't make sense to tell others before your husband returns, does it?"

Exactly, it's all for Flam.

I just have to be convinced when they say that.

Eventually, before the two of them, the five-step pancakes I ordered appear.

A popular menu dedicated to the pair, the cake was in the form of a stunning heart.

The topping is simple and rich, with plenty of sweet and sour red berry sauce from above the cream on which it was mounted all the time.

Plus there was plenty of berry fruit itself, and of course a large square cut of 1 cm mixed in the sauce was arranged whole to surround the cake.

"Ko, this is...!

"It's Betta, but it's my favorite menu. Of course, I've never ordered one for a pair."

"Butter-scented pancakes with plenty of cream and berry sauce... I'm sure of this!

"I'm more than happy for you. I've always wished I could eat with your husband."

With his swelling appetite and feelings for Milkit, Fram's breasts were full,

But this is not a cafe, a place where love is a priority.

First put the soaking cake in your stomach in front of you, then after that.

That's what I thought. It was a flam to see at hand - but for some reason, no knife or fork was placed.

Meanwhile, there was a set at Milkit's.

Yes, because this is the biggest one for couples.

"No way this menu is meant to force couples to 'ahem'......!?

"Sounds like it. I don't have to go out of my way to eat, but I think it's something I do naturally."

"If you ask me, so is that."

In the case of the Flams, it was completely unnecessary.

But I enjoy it more than it's prepared, that's today's date.

Milkit takes the fork and the knife and enters the pancake as overlapping as Milfielle.

Exactly all five pieces would remove the jaw of the flam, so I cleverly cut up to the second one to a bite size.

And

"Your husband, uh"

and carry it to the mouth of the flam, as promised.

The flam is also a flam, with a no-linoli, "ahem," he opens his mouth and puckers his cheeks.

The surface was slightly crisp and the aroma of butter and milk spread at the same time as it chewed.

Fluffy and soft inside, slightly sweet.

Although the flavour of the pancakes themselves is modest, the mellow sweetness of the cream and the strong acidity of the berries make up for it.

On its own, the flavour of the pointed berry sauce is soothed by the cream and reconciled with the pancakes.

"Nhoo."

It was also an irresistible flavor for the flam to roar by accident.

When she swallows, Milkit slices the next bite and transports it just to the mouth of the flam.

A breathtaking move that can no longer only be described as craftsmanship, Flam holds one pancake after another in his stomach.

But where the cake was reduced by about a quarter, she just waited too.

"I know how fun it is to feed you, but I want Milkit to eat you too!

"Unfortunately, I must not monopolize this delight"

Milkit, saying so, seemed like a real shame.

- So, offensive shifts.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

An invincible grinning flam faces the mill kit with a knife and fork in his hand.

Of course I'm kidding, but the vibe pulled me off and for some reason Milkit had a nervous look on his face.

And the flam is the cake-in-cheek knife.

Sakuri, fluffy fabrics cut into relatively clean pieces, although not as good as mill kits,

"Ahem."

and carry it to the lover's mouth.

When the “given by the Lord” pancake entered his mouth, Milkit rested with his lips tied in one letter.

"Milkit?

Millkit, which had stopped for about ten seconds plenty, but there he finally begins to chew and swallow.

Then he put his hands on his cheek and gave a tranced look, "Ha-ha-hoo".

"Sorry, I couldn't get back to you because I was savoring the feel of the pancakes your husband gave me"

"Different levels of taste......!

It is no longer as if they were eating the fact that it was given to them by the flam rather than the flavour or aroma.

But she also thought she was just taking too much time, and from the second bite she started eating normally.

Having thus amicably finished their meal, the two take a sigh of relief with their post-meal drinks and aim for their next destination.

◇ ◇ ◇

It looked like a fancy clothing store with a harsh atmosphere.

But Fram looks familiar to this store.

"Oh, could it be here..."

"It's similar, isn't it? My husband bought this made-up clothes from the store, and my apprentice is being hit."

"Oh, my God, the disciple."

I mean, the original shopkeeper - I guess so.

The mill kit still wears the same designs as the maid clothes given to it by the flam, but it's just impossible to keep using the exact same.

Anyway, her body has grown in the last four years.

At that time, she said it was the woman who was the current shopkeeper here who was on board to discuss resizing.

Upon entering the store, he came out and showed me the sales smile he was used to using.

"Dear Milkit, thank you very much. Mr. Flam is with you today."

"Yes, today... I was going to ask your husband to pick out some new clothes"

"You know what?"

"Because the best clothes for me are the ones your husband chose"

At the heart of Milkit's values is always the flam.

In public common sense, an independent human being may be better, but that is only a general theory.

The two of you are not willing to change that.

"And then... Actually, I have a favor to ask of your husband, even though I think it's unpleasant"

"Oh, my God, you're so stuck, it's rare"

"Actually... Um, are you able to do that?

"Yeah, it's done."

That said, the shopkeeper disappeared behind the store.

I think so, I'll come back with something.

"Maid clothes?

That was pretentious, maid clothes that were no longer close to dresses when I did it.

If Milkit wore it, it would look great with the bandages.

"But the size seems a little different..."

"This is for your husband."

"Heh, me? Am I supposed to wear made-up clothes?

"... no, is it"

Would there be someone in the world who could say no to the cutest lover like that?

No, I'm not.

"Okay, I'll wear it!

It was a quick answer.

But what I've said is of good stuff - something I've said many times before, but I don't think it suits me.

Especially if it's simple made-up clothing, I didn't think it was for me, usually dressed all rough, such as such a pretentious and flashy goth costume.

Flam is pushed into the fitting room and handily dressed in made-up clothes with the help of the store owner.

Even though, I was even wearing a ribbon on my head... flam moaning that the appearance in front of me was like a child's presentation.

But in front of the fitting room, Milkit is waiting as she twitches like a child waiting for Santa Claus.

I couldn't possibly not leave.

When you are all dressed, open your own curtains and face the mill kit.

"Wow......!

Then she grabbed her hands and sparkled her eyes.

"Or cute, your husband!

"Are you sure...?

"It's cute! It's just what I thought, your husband thought it would look absolutely great!

You can say the excitement is the best of the day.

Perhaps you've been delusional about wearing made-up clothes on flams in your brain.

At last, he couldn't bear it, and even made his hand to order.

"Hmm, I don't know if I'm wearing it"

"Impossible. No matter how flashy your clothes are, your husband is always sparkling!

"Oh, yeah?

"Yes, there is no human being who can wear those clothes more than your husband. Your husband is the best!

A flam that gets hot valve and gets a little concerned about it.

Nevertheless, anything embarrassing is still embarrassing.

If I bought it, I would wear it only when I was alone with Milkit.

"Ha ha... really, 10,000 times more than I imagined... no, 100 million times cute... haha..."

Still, that's a great way to impress me.

In front of such a mill kit, a naughty heart brings a sickle in the flam.

It's just this reaction in made-up clothes, then - what happens if I "treat your husband”?

Flam approached her, took that hand, and leaned his mouth against her ear.

"Your husband."

Blur and whisper more exhale.

……

Milkit's eyes were opened and his body stiffened.

After all, Flam's desire to wear made-up clothes was directly linked to his curiosity to try to treat himself as his husband.

That is by no means a downward thought.

It's just that because you're obedient, you call it a disloyalty because you're ruled - not always (...).

For a moment, or just one night, it makes sense, you shouldn't get used to (...) dreaming.

Or should I call you "Dear Milkit”?

Don't worry about leaving the owner behind, Flam keeps playing special.

"Oh, that's... you shouldn't, my husband, this... it's enough for you to wear made-up clothes...!

"I'm not your husband, I'm just a flam right now. Call it off."

"Calling away... I will take your husband..."

Milkit whining like a rumor.

It was a forbidden fruit.

But Fram is never making fun of her.

For once, I wanted to be called by name.

If you're a lover, if you're a couple, then everyone should yearn for being called in a callout once.

"Come on, Master Milkit"

Flam to prompt.

If that's an order from the Lord - you don't have the authority to defy Milkit.

My lips tremble.

My clenched fist sweats gently.

In my throat, I can't help it as much as I think.

"Phew... Phew..."

His breath exhaled from Milkit's lips, which were held close to Flam's ear.

Flam waits for the moment in anticipation, even as he feels the velvet in his ear tickling exhalation.

And...

"... fra, m"

Milkit called.

Bright red in the face, carving a beat with his heart.

The possessions I possess have made me call the Lord aside - I have made him violate his contraindications.

"Dear Milkit,"

"Flam"

"Master Milkit?

"Flam......"

The two cuddled with nature, calling each other names over and over again.

(What is this...)

Though the store owner thought so, he had to wait for the exchange between Nico and him to end, floating the sales smile.

"Mill Kit, Sa, Ma"

"Hiu... Your husband, no, no more..."

"Hmm? What's not working? I'm just calling you names, aren't I?

"But your husband's breathing is getting rough, and the store will be bothered..."

"... that too"

Flam that returns to vegetables.

When she let go of her body from the mill kit, she lowered her head to the store owner a little unexpectedly.

Of course I bought clothes.

In the future, you'll only wear it when you're alone in the house.

◇ ◇ ◇

Two people out of the store after shopping.

Then, just outside, it becomes a bowl with the face I see.

"Oh, you guys were here, too?

"Mr. Henriette to Elia. Are you here to shop?

"Only I, the queen, shall be called away..."

"It's not the same pattern you call it. By the way, why is Mr. Henriette with you?

"The queen salutes the soldiers of the escort with a tame mouth..."

"Oh, shut up already!

Needless to say, Eela was nibbling at the flam.

What are you talking about in a place like this, so Flam and Milkit meet the store owner and go back to the store again.

Coming in there as far as Ella and Henriette, the store was even more noisy.

It was a luxurious occasion like the arrival of the Basin and the New Year together for the people of Concilia who stumbled upon the Queen with the supreme power of the army, plus the heroes and their partners.

"Isn't Ella shopping with Henriette the escort? Or your job?

"Private shopping. It's inconvenient that you can't even walk without an escort."

"Of course, you know how great you are?

"I don't want you to be the only one."

Speaking of status in the country, Flam and Eela are whimsical - no, adding to the popularity, Flam might be higher.

Suppose she says, 'I will create a new country within the kingdom!' If I say so, there will be a considerable number of people following.

"I don't need an escort or anything."

"I know, because there's no fool to attack you."

"Even as we are, it helps if Flam moves freely. That's the only way to deter it."

"Haha, I have trouble deciding if I'm honestly happy with that kind of expectation"

The purpose of Flam is only to date, not patrol.

"Perhaps you're still better off just having the chance to walk outside like this."

"Isn't this the third time this week alone that it's better or nothing"

"Not bad, Henriette said she was too peaceful to work."

"That's true... it's just that I'm free as a soldier, and I'm not free as an individual"

"What do you do, a work bug?"

"Whenever Master Eela abruptly says, 'I want to go out there', I refuse to make a promise to Otilier, so..."

If Henriette has time, Otilier will just make plans there.

Every minute, every second, you don't try to leave her.

Henriette herself cherishes the time between the two of them, but she cannot disobey it if it is the Queen's command.

Results -

"As far as I'm concerned, this is a slightly scary situation as to when Otilier will explode"

Her stress was swelling well toward bursts every day.

"Tell me that a long time ago! Even I'd be scared if that thing exploded!

Being a queen is something that cannot be suppressed by power.

I didn't actually come across it, but Eela had intuitively noticed that Otilier was like that.

"Yeah, yeah," he nodded as Flam listened as well.

She is usually the ultimate, brilliant Henriette's secretary, but her roots have yet to change.

"... ok, I'll hold off on going out for a bit from now on"

"It would be helpful if you did that."

But the power relationship between these two is also odd.

Even though Eela seemed better, it looked like Henriette taking the lead.

Well, if I say so, Ella's still an amateur.

It would mean he is no match for Henriette, who has been a general for years as a powerful man.

"Oh, yeah. Because of that, and you want to talk to Fram for a second while you have time."

"What?

"Nothing in particular, chatter, chatter. Hey, you the shopkeeper?

Ella talks to the shopkeeper who was a little far away.

Her sales smile seemed stronger than it was when she was dealing with the Flams.

Am I nervous?

"I'm sorry I asked you to do me a selfish favor, but I was wondering if you could lend me a room. It'll all be over soon."

Having said that, the shopkeeper replied that there was an office on the back, where it could be used.

Regardless, it's not usually the kind of place a guest enters.

"... there's no way the Queen can ask me to say no."

"Ugh, you can't make a place where you can talk calmly without doing this."

Then I just need to call the royal castle - it doesn't seem to work either.

In short, she wants a place where she can talk easily, not as a queen and a hero, but just as an eela and just a flam.

Hence Henriette and Milkit were also to be left behind.

Milkitt was on a date but someone else took the time and looked just a little dissatisfied, but his mood quickly healed when Flam kissed him lightly.

◇ ◇ ◇

The two of them entering the back room sit in a chair facing each other across the table.

"So, what?

"Hmm? We've come a long way from each other."

"It's a real chat."

"That's why you said it."

Eela elbows her desk and is in an attitude that she cannot say is well-behaved.

It is too mismatched with the status of queen.

But it's the best match for a woman named Ella.

"Cramped?"

That's what Fram asked the lid.

That's not an easy word to say where someone is.

That's what she's become.

So I vent my honest emotions on this chance to be easily answered.

"It's cramped like shit, I always feel tied up with rope"

"Haha, I knew it. I thought it wasn't for Ella."

"I thought so too."

"Then why did you marry Slough?

"That's because you fell in love with him, regardless of whether you're going to be queen or not."

That's everything.

As a result, the status of queen just came into being, and I didn't marry her for anything.

"When did you two go out?"

"I wonder if the first trigger was when Wang Du became a mess, he was cooler than he thought to lead the evacuation. There's a talent that shines only in an emergency."

"Hmm."

"And then... if I told you about a guy's taste, you know, where he matched it"

"Could it be because Slough is different now than before?

"Apparently. If you're so exhausted, you can't just not fall in love, can you?

"... I feel like I know that"

Flam is also a person who has been exhausted by Milkit.

There was a part of empathy.

"You're the one, now you say you're a grand Milkit and a lover, but when did you start dating clearly?

"I wonder when."

If you insist, was that the first time you kissed me?

Or was it longer ago?

I feel like I've been behaving like a lover for a long time, and I feel like I wasn't romantic enough to say confession in order to support my heart, which is about to break my first kiss.

We've been friends since the beginning, haven't we?

"In the beginning, you said we were burying each other's wounds, or making up for the missing parts? I felt like I was standing there, telling myself I had to protect Milkit, where my heart and body were shattered because of Gene."

"What about Milkit?

"If I treated him that way, at some point, I'd have given him something he'd never touched, I guess. The warmth of people, being protected by someone, being loved... because it seems like I've never experienced it before"

Milkit was an empty vessel.

There, the flam pours it all out.

"In short, we depend on each other."

"It will, I wonder. But I don't think that's a bad thing. If you two can live stronger with support than walking alone, you don't mind if I do, do you?

"Because it's hard when we break up... I guess that's how people who have past dependent experiences deny it"

"Then there's nothing wrong with that. Me and Milkit are going to spend the rest of our lives together."

"I'm so jealous."

I am not lost in the flam.

In fact, you two will never leave again.

That was close to acknowledging him as well as his surroundings.

That's all, their affection is enormous enough to convey just watching.

"If you're not sure about Ella?

"I love Slough. But my role as queen is a pain in the ass."

"It's unusual to sound weak."

"If it's violence or rambling, we can do as much back as we want. But no, this is what the nobles are attacking, they're netiques! It's frustrating to be around not to be fought back, or to be conservative, oh just remembering already! You can't let that stress get you down, or be asked to behave like a queen you deserve!

"Haha," chuckled Fram.

I mean, she probably wanted to put that stress on the flam of knowing her nature.

"Hey, they're not even busy."

"The nobles who were so connected to the Church are still fine and powerful."

Indeed, the church collapsed.

The influence of the power that the Pope and Cardinals were wielding has disappeared and is now temporarily regaining its soundness.

Behind it, however, the surrounding lords are spreading their malice to fit into an empty frame.

"Maybe I'll ask you something."

"If I judge and think I can join Elia, I might join"

"That's fine. If it's true, it should be stopped before it does - something I know I can do with Slough."

"Even the king?

"Yeah, you're not omnipotent. Especially since we're still young and have no connections. We're just trying to make the nobles obey us with our heroes' glory and our connection to the Demons."

"The world is at peace because of you."

"When you can afford it, people think bad things."

"It's boring. I could live peacefully with Milkit."

"Not everyone can love others as much as you. The only thing I can't bury is something else."

Some people that goes in the direction of malice.

Not everyone can tolerate boredom that doesn't happen.

"Ha-ha-ha... you've come a long way"

Eela looked up at the ceiling and said with concern.

"To each other."

Flam similarly looks at the ceiling and squeals.

"It's not about the queen or the hero. It suits me to be a receptionist in that filthy guild."

"Didn't that happen in the first place?

"What is it?"

"Probably just starting out as a receptionist, Ella thought, 'The building is dirty, smells like alcohol, and there's only nasty men,' or something stupid like that."

"... well, so was that."

That's so far away memories that it's also hard to remember.

Or maybe it's a memory I wanted to forget.

But in retrospect, it comes back clearer than I imagined.

"Ella's got some kind of diagrammatically fat mind, so she's going to adapt over time wherever she goes, isn't she?

I don't know.

"If you live there, it's the capital. Queen - Come on -"

"I don't have the support to throw it... but it could be something like that."

My life as queen has just begun.

Perhaps Slough isn't used to it either and can't afford to support her.

Over time, it will probably fit in quite a position.

"You don't have to worry, you have someone you like by your side, right? Then I think we'll figure it out."

"On what grounds?

"Because I did something about it. Because I could beat God, too."

"Uh, too strong a reason. Wow!

Ella glances over her face with both hands, moaning for some reason.

When he saw it, Flam laughed Kerakera.

"Ha... I guess I'll do my best"

"I can ask you as much as you want about stupidity, if you're 28 and you don't mind relying on 16."

"That would help. I don't care how old you are anymore."

She seems to be under so much stress that she can't be shaped.

Perhaps in the future, Flam will be called to Eela at a rate of about once a month.

◇ ◇ ◇

As they finished the conversation and came out of the room, Milkit stuck a straight line into Flam's chest.

And hugs, and rubs his head around.

Were you that dissatisfied with putting in errands with other women on the way out?

Look at that. Ella and Henriette laugh bitterly.

Fram and Milkit then left the store with their arms tangled.

Ella seems to enjoy shopping a lot.

"Where are we going next?

"It might be a bad time not to think about preparing dinner"

"You'll be pissed off by Mr. Eterna and the others when it's late. So why don't you buy the ingredients and go home?"

To tighten the date, buy out dinner.

It's more like a couple than a lover, and that's not bad either.

While discussing this evening's menu, they went around the eight hundred shops and butchers that Milkit usually uses.