Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Wow, I'm late!

What a feeling, corner of the alley, two bumped into each other.

Yes, this is where the meeting begins.

The flavor of sweet and sour, slightly uncut love.

Super royal love comedy depicted by Dr. Sten in "Magic Girl It's Radical"!

Demonic love and boy love, it begins!

... What are you talking about, me?

So they're all stens at the scene.

I was just thinking about going for a peek at the liquor store for a bit, because I'm lost in the alley. I was walking a little worried about where I was going, and I was about to turn a corner and clash with a full-speed boy.

I'm not in any pain at all, but he kind of just kind of left it hanging out until what he had. Wow, I was holding my nose column down like it hurt, and I wasn't in a hurry either, so I helped collect scattered paper, but it was Chrysotsu's demon ghost on me that was painted, he said.

Something like Aura is like this, awesome. Seems like the boy in front of me painted it if I didn't like the fact that Digire has a painting talent, which is why I even thought about having one of the sketches painted. I wonder if you could do it in thousands of gardos, what an arrow tip I was counting, a face I saw somewhere if I gave it a face all the time.

That seems to be the same over there, even with a stiffened phrase doerry alert all over the place. If you look closely, you're Crain, the original protagonist.

"... demons, ghosts...!?

Well.

What is wrong with this?

When you look at how pale your face is, you definitely remember this when you were involved before. I'm supposed to be hiding a proper hegemony right now.

So my current options are a few.

One of them. Act friendly as if it's the first time we meet.

Two. He's as hectic as he used to be. Leaked and fully intimidated.

Part III. Tonura.

Four. Ask the tavern to let the past flow into the water.

V. I tell him that he is actually a brother of goodbye.

Well, you have two things you can dismiss in a flash.

Right, two and three.

Two has no merit in doing it here. Or that there's that flyer, which means there's definitely proof that the Digire bastard is here. It may be good for evoking, but it's not good if you make a scene. This is the first time I've been admitted to the city, and even the Patriarchate won't be able to arrange a nomination.

III is simply a emotional problem. There was such a coincidence in the count. That's one-on-one, too. It's the original, isn't it? I've gotten a lot stronger, too, and for a bit or so, you won't be able to make me disappear even if I'm involved, maybe. I'd like to get involved a little bit. He's the hero of the raw.

I have one, four and five left.

To be honest, that's it. I don't know if I'll ever get rid of one of the topics. So, four is subtle. If I go to the tavern, I'm likely to run into another guy. It's not where I want it to be.

... then. Is there one left?

Since I turned to Crain, who tends to harden in front of me and try to reach for his back stick. With an effort and a serious look, I tell you.

"I am, in fact, your living brother."

"Yes!?

……

"Lies."

"So, right... different from race first..."

"Actually, I'm your brother, brother"

"Yes!?

……

"Lies."

"What is it!?

"No, look, here's how you're supposed to be on guard in front of me. You were a little more friendly when you didn't look at your face, you know, a little lonely."

"Oh, no... well, yes..."

Crain that makes your eyes black and white.

Alley, under narrow skies. If you fight in a place like this and bother a private house, it's a coincidence.

Besides, there's nothing hostile about me. Seeing the brown-haired boy shuddering in front of me, apparently the poison was out.

"Uh... I met you once before in the Alphan Mountains... demon ghost, is it?

"Neither then nor now, no hostility."

"No, I don't think the characters are too different..."

"That's because you've been able to afford it. Yeah, maybe."

"Oh, really?"

He's a Crain boy who doesn't feel like he's scratching a cartoon-like sweat on his forehead, but when he sees his hands off the stick on his back, he doesn't seem to be fighting him anymore either.

He bowed his head, as he remembered, as he glanced down into his own hands.

"Before this, the keys to the Underground Empire...... thank you"

"Oh, I have that, if that's what you want."

"But why us?

"Ah."

What shall I say?

I don't think there's much reason to hide it. I thought about it a little bit but couldn't find any particular good excuses either.

"See, that's because you're the godson of light and you're about to kill the demon king."

"What... why did you do that?

"I think it's the information network behind it."

It's a lie. Because I did the original.

"Really..."

You can't possibly even notice my inner confession.

Crain tried to think somewhere and leaned down and took the two keys out of his pocket. Red and, orange. Both are important items needed to enter the Underground Empire.

"... aren't you an enemy?

"Wouldn't you like to join the Demon King's Army..."

"Really? Then I seem to have made a slight mistake."

"Am I?"

Jarrah, sounded and Crain struck the key again in his pocket.

And he looks straight at me and opens his mouth.

I feel like some sorry light is shaking in the back of my eyes, but...

"When we first met, there was a sign of a mighty demon clan. Even in the Empire, I see you destroying the Academy. I assumed it was a complete enemy. So... I'm sorry I even helped you arrange your nomination."

"Oh, fine, fine. That's the monocle bald guy anyway, right?

"Monocle bald!?

"Digirre McClain. He's got a reason to be chased, and I'm going to smash him to death if there's a gap. I don't care if it's a conflict between humans and demons."

"Monocle baldness to Mr. Digire...... Oh, no... did you"

"Well done sketch, and if it's anything, I'll pay for it, so you want me to write it too."

"Ah, haha..."

With a dry laugh, Crain lowered his head as he scratched his back of his head.

The pure emotion appeared throughout the body that the painting was praiseworthy, although it was to the extent of a mild conversation. Speaking of which, his father...

"Oh, you know. Thank you so much. Misunderstood all kinds of things... I didn't even say thank you with my keys on, and I was just being rude."

"I don't care. I don't care. I'm just doing whatever I want... and I'm worried I'm not in your way."

"No, that's not true! Thank you!

Pekopeko and I. He's freakishly frightened, and it's a little hard.

In fact, I'm worried I'm not interrupting Crain's adventure, and the very fact that Digire is encounting with Crain in this city is an unexpected development.

I'm having trouble getting a butterfly effect up, but so far, it seems to be going well and I don't know if it's okay.

"Excuse me, can I ask you one thing at a time when it's annoying?

"Am I?"

"Didn't you see a 12-year-old girl around here with orange hair?

"... no, you don't understand"

You're talking about Justa, right? I haven't seen it.

It is true that it is Eden, the capital of the Holy See, that Justa will be a proper companion, and which way he should not have been caught in Thunt.... but right. I was relieved that Justa's event seemed to be going properly. Including Grindle, the original party is going to be well assembled and above all.

"I wonder where he went...... ok, thank you"

"Forget it. It's tough handing out flyers."

"No, this... I don't know what to do. I feel a little over-in-lawed, so I'll stop handing it out to boulders"

"Really? Because of this, he's my landmark, too. As much as I want him to draw with me."

If you say that and put up a ghost kill on your back, Crain will shake for a moment. I blew it out like I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Haha, I've never seen anyone place an order on their own arrangement. Right, next time I see you, I'll add a big axe... big axe, right?"

"What's wrong?

I thought you'd been laughing before, Crain, making a strange face like you remembered something. I have no idea where I touched the harp wire, and I really just have to be Kyoton.

The next time he looked at me, he had a slightly more serious look.

"Why are you using an axe?

"Hmm, is it funny that ghosts are using ghost killers? That was the first one... I guess. Because I'm most familiar with it now. Any opponent will blow to pieces, swing it down to a shovel, and make both very heavier and stronger than swords and spears. I think it's the most powerful thing you can do to keep your enemies together and blow them away. It'll be cool."

"Sure, I think it's cool.... well, I'll wrap it up and blow it up..."

"Now, you have no idea what's going on in your brain, do you?

"Oh, yes, no. Thank you! It's time to go back! Oh, yeah!

"Am I?"

In time, it's time for an evening. I guess I'll have a meeting with my buddies. Crain bows his head deep again, trying to turn himself around and head back downtown... as I recall, he looks back at me.

"Mr. Sten, are you sure?!?

"Whoa. You were Crain. Now draw me a sketch."

"Yes!"

When he did, with a dazzling smile, Crain ran in the direction of the light.

The sound of the shoe just disappeared and blurred for a while... and exhaled.

"Phew... how dare you, Crain"

Well, I thought.

Bright, casual, courteous, with equal and equal good and bad views for everyone. That's why we fought all the way to the end in this world where demons and humans mix and become more discriminating.

Even what I've believed so far, I can face it strongly if I know it's evil.

In spiritual terms, he was the perfect boy.

"Well, what shall we do?"

Where did Hiiragi go? There's no way they're taking him away again, but he's fallen off in that street. I don't know where he is.

I should have decided where to meet you.

Walk out, the opposite of where Crain went back.

"But after all, it's the business of someone I've felt for a long time."

In Imperial Capital and Marmira, you were in a hurry or you just had to sneak in at night, so you're really going to put yourself among people for over twenty years.

I used to go shopping with friends in my last life, but that was a long time ago. Ever since I became a ghost, I've never been out of a ghost settlement before.

"Well, I wasn't interested in what people were doing until the memory of my past life came back to life."

Over here, to the edge of the residential area. I was walking relaxed in this residential neighborhood, where a beautifully lattice road ran.

Then.

"Am I?"

"... Ugh..."

Down. Nice to meet you, I found a falling figure in the middle of the road.

Because of what you did and the little things, aren't you a child? and so on, while questioning.

Put the ghost killer by my side, and I crouched.

"Hey, are you alive?

"Ugh......"

I'm just roaring.

Are you sure you're all right, this guy?

Try tapping on the cheeks with the peppers, but the reaction isn't fragrant.

Now what shall we do? I owe you a little with Hiiragi. Should I take you to the inn room? But I don't feel like I've seen this guy either. But... hmm? Orange hair?

"Oh, excuse me...?

Oh, I put my arms in my abdomen trying to lie down on my back, that's when.

"If you come and hear the report that the girl is down, it's cost you a lot of money, shit."

"Hino!? Ma, I haven't done anything yet!!

"Not yet......!?

To the voice from the back of the alley, I rush my hands off the girl. Hey, what I'm saying right now, you're a complete criminal sole!

...... hmm? It's like a voice I heard somewhere.

Take the ghost kill you put on the spot and stand up.

It was only one young man who walked from the back of the alley.

A forehead that carries a machete, wears a monocle that doesn't suit you, and makes the eyeballs of those who see it hot. Oh, you still look young.

"Hey, you're as generous as ever."

"I thought you threw up the most criminal stinking dialogue, now that's a lot of joking greeting, you fucking demon ghost"

"Ha... today's the day I'm gonna kill you"

"That's the dialogue over here, motherfucker..."

Set up a ghost killing.

A narrow, thin alley.

Girl at the midpoint.

The forward monocle baldness also began to pour a large amount of magic into the Great Javelin.

Are you ready to kill each other?

……

……

"... Ugh..."

The stare continues.

This is exactly what a one-touch instant was all about.

She said there was a fallen girl in between. That's really the bastard from Digire, no blood, no tears.

"Hey...... fucking demon ghost"

"Ahem?

"... I can't help but really want to kill Temeer"

"That's an odd encounter, so am I."

"... but what do you think of this situation"

Ahead of Digirre dropping her eyes, a fallen girl.

"... I don't think the Imperial College Commander has any blood or tears."

"Ask me less... oh yeah, there's a fucking kid in front of me. Besides, he falls. What are we doing in this situation?"

"Blood Festival"

"That's right. It's a blood festival, killing each other in front of a girl. I happily try to smash the harm in front of me nicely....... hey fucking demon ghost"

"What the fuck?"

"Disappear. Now. With Temeer here, I can't seem to beat the urge to kill Temeer."

"What are you going to do with such a little girl on that pretext!!

"That's the dialogue Temeer was able to say. Shit!!

... Indeed. I just said I was a jerk.

...... Sha 'aneen. Kill Digire again next time.

I took charge of the ghost killing, flipped myself...... I thought.

"... but wow, monocle bald. I always thought that kind of negotiation would work for demons."

This is the kind of suggestion the devil haters are going to make.

Then Digirre, blinking at my words for a moment, laughed at my question with her nose and looked at me with eyes that looked down. What is it?

"I'll tell you two things I hate."

"Ah?"

"It's two things: the Demon Clan and the Demon Ghost Sten. Oh, coworkers in the next"

"That's two."

Oh, well.

Phew, and exhale one.

What if I pushed the kid to Digire and I went back to find the leech?

Leave them, they jumped.