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

That was one day, an afternoon like no other.

After lunch, Fram, who got a pleasant fullness from Milkit's cooking, was stuck at the table in the living room.

Ink sitting in front of her like that is reading a book somehow.

I don't know that the ink curiosity that has restored my eyesight due to Eterna's prosthetic eye will remain.

I mastered reading and writing letters at an incredible rate of speed, and if I had time, I'd take a walk through Concilia, read through the books at home from one end to the other - and I was active anyway.

So the situation that ink is reading a book is not so rare in itself, but look at its cover and Flam puts his neck around it.

Written was a painting of two girls I had seen somewhere.

When the flam stares and reads the letters on the back cover, there's -

"'Don't think you can beat the Demon King,' he said, banishing the Brave Party, so I want to live at will in the King's Capital '...? Title Long."

I accidentally stuck it in.

Then I react to that voice, and the ink looks up.

"That, Fram, was awake. Hello."

"Yeah, well... was I asleep?

"I was asleep. It's two o'clock."

"It's been an hour..."

I was just going to relax between awakening and sleep, but he was asleep at some point.

I'm off today, so I don't have to worry about time in particular, but it just wouldn't have been a good thing that 'it was evening when I realized it'.

"What about the mill kit?

Fram said as he looked around the room.

"I'm taking in the laundry. He said he'd be shopping in a little while."

"Well, not if you're asleep."

"Are you coming with me?

"Of course."

"It's a real date."

"That's a date."

That's what I said, and Flam laughed at it.

"Don't worry, Flam and Milkit are like every day."

"I'm a newlywed couple."

"It's been a long time since I was married. We'll hug each other and kiss each other in the first place..."

"... well, that's"

Flam looks away and blushes.

To her like that, Ink said with a frightened look.

"Why are you turning red, just do it grandiose. I'm surprised there's shame in Flam."

"That's too much! Besides, I don't like that one..."

"I was reluctant!?

How far would you go if you didn't hesitate?

Ink didn't want to know anything else.

I thought I'd rather not know.

"But you and Mr. Eterna started dating ink, too, right?

"Yeah...... once"

"Then can't you just leave me alone?

"Hmm, you don't like Eterna like that? He said he couldn't stay with me because he's still focused on research."

"Weren't you with me before, even during the study?

"I was there. But they said I couldn't concentrate on the ink right now."

"Why?"

"... when I'm with you, my chest is bothered and restless."

The cheeks of the ink blushed, even with a grumpy look on his mouth.

I want to stay with you, even if it's hard.

But when you put it that way, you can't go through with it.

"It's cowardly, isn't it? If you say it like a lover, think you can teach me."

Stupid ink, but somewhere seems happy.

Flam's cheeks unwittingly loosen.

"What, that face"

"Hey, I thought you were in love"

"Well, I don't know... I don't really feel it. As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather you skinned it."

"But you're gonna deal with it right, except when you're doing research, right?

"Well... Eterna is shy, not as much as the Flams, but if you work hard, she'll kiss you or so"

That's what Ink said, touching his lips with his fingertips.

Do you even remember the feeling?

The expression is the maiden in love herself.

"So you were just staring at something. Isn't there something else you wanted to ask me?

Out of embarrassment or blatantly changing the subject ink.

But the fact is, that's not what Flam wants to ask her.

"Yeah, well, I was wondering what happened to the book. If I did, I'd have a long title..."

"Oh, this was bought by Eterna the other day. It's fashionable in Concilia."

"Isn't it unusual for Mr. Eterna to be in fashion?

"I thought that too, but I was convinced to see what it was all about"

Ink left the book open and showed it to Flam.

It's not the letters that are inscribed there, it's the picture.

"A collection of paintings? No, but it also says something like a line..."

"It's called a cartoon. Before Origin destroyed you, you recreated a technique made in the days of the so-called Old Humanity."

"You mean it was discovered in a ruins investigation?

"Yeah, Konpi... right? He said it was still in the device."

To the word computer, Flam reminds me of Tea Valley.

Site research in the Old Humane Age has been in progress for some time, but the collection of "data” that has recently been recorded on the devices left behind has also progressed.

“Manga," I guess, is what was in it.

Most importantly, be wary that dangerous technology will be compromised or all data will not be disclosed.

First, research institutes in the kingdom will scrutinize the contents, he said.

In the context in which the scheme was made, it seems that there is a suggestion with Gene involved, but for Flam, it doesn't really matter.

"Oh, cartoons. We're all going to jump when we hear about the legacy of old mankind."

"Because a lot of people are vulnerable to those words. Well, Eterna bought it because the protagonists in this story are Flam and Milkit."

"Oh well, me and Milkit... hmm?

Neck shaking flam.

I stared at the cartoon painting as it was in that state.

And one comma drew me small, pointing at the girl with the bandage over her face and giving her voice.

"Ah! Seriously, this is a mill kit!

"Why are you reacting that way first? Look, because there's a big drawing of flam here!

"Where?

"This."

Printed where the ink pointed is the somewhat Rin Girl figure.

Sure, my hair's close to flam, but...

"Well again, I don't look this cool, do I? You're doing better, aren't you?

"That's right, but the main character in this story is Flam, right? A super masterpiece depicting the battle between Flam and Origin, based on a legacy passed down to the Kingdom! So."

"Yeah... it's just too beautiful."

The fact that he defeated that Origin tends to hold that image in his hands.

But she knows I see my face in the mirror every morning.

that I don't look so cool.

Especially in front of the mill kit, I feel like I'm looking sloppy.

"And why am I the star, but it's a book to me without permission...?

"When I say that, there's a line of flam-related books in the bookstore that rot."

"Is it because of the rumors that there are no roots or leaves about me -! Kirill walked right through the city, and all of a sudden a girl approached me and said, 'Mr. Kirill was your mistress. It was true!' I was surprised to hear from you, but it was because of you -!

"Famous taxes."

"I don't want it. Ooh!

Fram's vain cry clings.

As it leads me to it, a mill kit that has finished taking in the laundry shows its face.

"Oh, your husband's up, isn't he? Good morning."

I woke up. Just look at the Lord, a mill kit with a lightly bouncing voice.

"Mmm, good morning, Milkit"

Flam reaching out naturally to his wife's cheeks as she approached him.

The two layered their lips gently as they were.

"Where's the shame in this..."

It was a move too familiar.

I was paranoid ink that I could do that with Eterna one day - but I'll give up soon.

Because it was too unlikely a sight.

The two of us have a deeper relationship.

"So, Master, what was your voice earlier?

"Ink, show that to Milkit, too."

"Okay. Fram screamed earlier because he was looking at this book."

Mill kit to take the book offered.

And she gave a sudden look of surprise.

"Wow. This painting looks just like your husband!

"Such an idiot!?

Unexpectedly glaring flam.

"Ko, does this look like me? There's a cool girl if you do this?

"Yes, it just looks like your husband. Yeah, but maybe a little short."

"What's missing...?

"It's cool! 'Cause your husband's always the coolest guy in the world, isn't he? Sounds like a great thing to say… I don't think that's enough for this painting."

Milkit said it with a full grin, without getting lost in any way.

The smile looks sparkling.

"I kind of feel like I'm really looking like that when Milkit tells me right now..."

"Yes, this, a hand mirror"

"I knew it wasn't."

Look in the hand mirror received from the ink and Flam quickly learns about reality.

"What are you talking about, sir? He's such a cool face, he keeps me up every now and then."

"I just said I can't be so confident in my face... I think Milkit's painting looks just like it"

"That's what's too beautifying. I think I looked dirtier these days."

"That's not true. Take a look at this page, it looks just like Milkit! Of course, the real thing is much cuter."

"My husband... I don't care how you look at it, though your husband is really very similar"

"No, the mill kit is better!

"No, your husband is better..."

Gradually, their contention is heating up.

At that time, I notice the ink completely out of the mosquito net.

"This is no way - isn't it an advanced curse?

In fact, the two newlyweds now had the power to turn every situation, object, into a tool for their own love.

That could be worse than the “inverted” power of the flam.

"Why don't you know, your husband is so cool..."

"I think Milkit should acknowledge his cuteness more"

"Your husband's the only one who says that to me."

"I've never been told I'm that cool, either."

I thought the argument had finally subsided, and the two began to stare at each other in silence.

Gradually the room fills with sweet air.

"Such an idiot...... the room is peachy!?

Ink is wary of the dreaded phenomenon of the room's air coloring pink.

It's just an illusion, of course.

"Your husband..."

"Mill kit......"

And as the two faces approached as planned harmony - this again, as promised, Eterna, who was in the room at some point, blurred.

"I'm doing it again"

"Eterna!"

Ink hugged his allies as they appeared on the complete away.

Unaccustomed to skinning as a lover, Eterna groaned small and bewildered for a moment, "Ugh..." but stroked its head even as the tide rose.

"Mr. Eterna, have you finished your research?

"I came to see ink because I had a paragraph. And then Fram and Milkitt went into lewd behavior."

"Because I didn't do that! We were just staring at each other!

"Bad for Ink Education Either Way"

"To tell you the truth, I was trying to be helpful..."

"That's why it's bad for education"

Eterna's fingers poke her face up at the ink forehead.

Ink said, "There he is -" but his mouth was laughing.

Eterna then discovers a book placed on the table.

"Well, I was talking about that book."

She laughed gently as she held the ink in her arms and spurted out "phew" when she saw the open page.

"I've heard that your husband has books out there that work, but there were books out there in this format, too."

"We were talking about it, and I bought it because Flam's face looks funny and neat"

"After all, you bought it to make fun of me!?

Flam swelling and protesting cheeks.

But Eterna doesn't get any worse.

Instead, you look so frightened.

"But I didn't think I'd use it as an excuse to screw Milkit until this book."

And I narrowed my eyes and said.

"It's not an excuse, it's natural..."

"That's worse"

"Ugh... but, you know, it's a bit uninterrupted that you're being made into a book on your own, but you're not coming into anything for me"

"That's what Ella saw as a problem."

As a researcher, Eterna rarely travels to the Royal Castle.

While I was there, it seemed like we had a relationship to the extent of having a chat.

"Ella... it's nice to say something and take care of it, isn't it? Well, the basics are bad."

"I don't know if you have a bad personality, or if it's better or worse, you feel highly adaptable."

"Throwing it out into the heart of the desert is likely to survive"

"Oh, you look like that..."

Anyway, Ella is tough.

Otherwise, after surviving that tragedy to this day, you would not have gained the status of queen.

Even after she became queen, she seemed to be flirting with the nobility's belly blackness at first, but now she's completely used to it, rather taking it on her hands.

It is a horrible story.

"So in the future, the works in which the Flams appear will collect a portion of the proceeds as a tax -"

"Can we get it?

"Used to build flam-inspired monuments and memorials"

"I'm not happy at all!?

Flam screaming three times.

I'm not even very happy to be a book, but on days when monuments and other things are made, I'm no longer embarrassed to be able to kiss or anything like Milkit in public.

"What, or is that true? Are they really trying to make my memorial or something!?

"I think it's rather as strange as it's never been before. Because that's all your husband has done."

"Milkit's right, isn't he? I'm a hero enough to give up my country and get married, so I can't help being worshipped."

"I think I'm going to be worshipped just walking down the road because I'm going to be able to flam and stuff soon."

"Oh, no..."

In Flam's brain, an unpleasant imagination swirls.

Even if the last Eterna is overstated, in fact, the construction of bronze statues may have already begun, keeping it to the flam.

The memorial has already begun securing a budget, and will be selling at the memorial 'Back Tables Both Available! Hero Flam's Riversal Shirt' and other goods were also steadily being prepared.

In addition, a budget is also being contributed by the kingdom to Patria, his hometown, where tours are planned, he said.

- But it wasn't until after it all started that Flam found out about them.

Anyway, to make a surprise announcement, I think it's a good idea, because she's on the ground.

"I just want to live here at will. No!

Four times, the scream of the flam persists.

Even if you want peace, your surroundings won't let it go.

No matter how much she continues to fight for her commonplace routine, the result is too great “to destroy God and save the world”.

Besides - I don't know why, but I still have a serene day that I can't compare to when I was fighting Origin.

◇ ◇ ◇

Fram then headed off to shop with Milkit.

Walk hand in hand, the usual boulevard.

Even though he was afraid of the store owners discounting him to the yaki, Flam noticed that the mill kit was looking slightly strange.

Think of it, just a little before I left the house, I seemed in a bad mood.

Basically, it's a milkit that doesn't put those negative emotions on the table in front of a flam, but you still can't hide everything.

If we stay together this much, even if we're going to hide it, Flam will spot us.

When I get home, it's still bright out there and the day hasn't tilted.

There was time until dinner, so Fram, along with Milkit, headed to the room alone.

Let me tell you something, it's not like I'm going to do anything.

I just wanted to hear her troubles where no one was.

"Hey, Milkit."

Sitting on the edge of the bed with your shoulders behind you was like a habit for both of us.

Two arms to touch.

The temperature I feel over the cloth is lovely.

The bandage on Milkit's face was unbandaged and placed on the bed, and the worrying side of his wife, seen at close range, was so beautiful that she sighed.

"What happened earlier, was there something that bothered you?

"It's..."

Mill kit with a tendency to nag.

The trick is like saying 'there's something'.

You realize you're finding out from the look on the Lord's face, Milkit mouths that “worry”.

"... your husband, he's cool"

Pointed her lips like a shin, and she said so.

Koten, and leaning flam's head.

"Your husband, he's cool. In the world, the best. I don't care what anyone says..."

Repeated words.

That's it, Flam realizes what Milkit wants to say "uh".

"Maybe you didn't like denying it even to Mr. Eterna?

Cocksucking, and nodding mill kit twice.

In short, that cartoon flam is different from the real thing - he wasn't convinced they said so.

It's such a cute worry that I accidentally smile, but Milkit is serious too.

"'Cause you're cooler than who? The real thing is... it was painted in that book, your husband was really, really cool when we first met...!

"Oh well... yeah, maybe he did"

There is no need for tears or denials.

At least because Fram never saw his face at that time.

Actually, really, maybe he looked as cool as that.

"It's all.“ Cool ”for me is your husband is everything......! So, so..."

"I'm out of my mind now, too, cool?

"Ha! It doesn't change, all the time. My husband, who leans on me, is all cool... and lately, I've been feeling a little bit more cute."

"Heh heh heh heh heh, am I cool and cute"

Fram decided not to think deeply.

Milkit sees me that way - because it's honestly a pleasure.

So joy, laugh.

Then the look on Milkit's face also brightened.

"Thanks. But let me tell you something, because I also really, really think you're so, so fucking cute about Milkit, right? And lately, the beauty element has grown stronger."

"Uh... uh... yes, thank you. I'll do my best to make your husband prefer more."

Milkit holding both fists for a long time and expressing his determination.

And they laughed.

Happiness just exists on the spot if there is no more worry.

And again naturally, Flam's hand reaches out to Milkit's cheek.

Now I stroked it with my fingertips so I could tickle my ears.

"Hey......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

A mill kit that reacts to tickle and with a colourful voice.

A sweet feeling that is not too strong, like a candlestick.

But if I can go on, she won't be able to stand it either.

Milkit slipped into Flam's chest, smiling gently as mercy, to push him down.

Flam doesn't resist either.

He falls from his back into bed without, and looks up at Milkit's face from below.

"Your husband... uh, fu..."

The kiss immediately came down.

The lips that touch are a little hot, from excitement or slightly rough nose.

"Just me... okay. Hmm, heh... no, I'd rather just... I think it's cool about your husband..."

“Exclusive greed”, which is usually hidden, also only shows its face when this is the case.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

At first I just touched it. Mouth it.

But Milkit's lips are slightly open.

I don't have to think about the hot gaze at the flam, and the way it lifts my ear hair with my fingertips, that everything is "inviting".

greedy.

A girl who once didn't even know where her desires were still crazily seeking herself today, as she did last night.

He said it was still bright outside, but with an intolerably strong urge.

In response, Flam's arm was turned onto Milkit's back, now pressing his lips harder than earlier, and -

◇ ◇ ◇

That day, dinner preparations began only a little later than usual.

As an example, it was browned into ink, but not often Eterna talks about such things (...) these days.

I could be a party within close proximity too - is it because I think so?

"I'm home!

As the four of us split up to prepare dinner, Cyril's voice was heard from the front door.

I'm done with the cake shop and I think I'm back.

It was always Fram's role to welcome her.

"Welcome back, Cyril"

Say so, Flam receiving Cyril's baggage.

"Thanks, Flam"

You look tired today.

"I had a lot of customers. The economy is good, but if this goes on every day, I might not have a body."

"What if I used Brave to serve customers?

"Haha, if the next day is off, maybe that's okay"

Two people heading into the living room with a nagging joke.

As he sat in his chair, Cyril, who slowly slammed onto the table, noticed the existence of the book placed there.

"Could this be..."

I don't like the profession of a cake shop, rumors and fashions, but they come into my ear.

For a long time now, I have heard of the very existence of the creations in which Flam works, and I know that the work presented in the form of comics has been the subject of discussion.

But this was the first time I ever got a real thing.

"Oh, well. Mr. Eterna bought it to make fun of me."

"But before Fram and Milkit's love, Eterna's plot was vain defeated."

Eterna nodding at the words of ink.

Millkit laughs unexpectedly when he sees how it goes.

Cyril turns the page casually as she listens.

And a word.

"Wow, this painting is so cool. You look like a real flam."

Such Cyril's remarks make Milkit so boring - it's another story.