Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

- Inside the tree sea of sedation. Square that was a battlefield.

A refreshing magician responded lightly with a back fist as the golden god, who laughed with his mouth openly, protruded his fist.

"I want to act together from here on out more than I know Renoir's trends. I want everyone to talk about it."

"I see. Whoa. Okay."

Hands and hands that bump into each other. One girl stares up close at two people who don't even try to hide the atmosphere they seem to be having fun with each other.

... We're friends, these two.

If you keep your sleepy eyes even thinner and half-eyed and just stare at them as if they were frightened.

My grandfather finally realizes I'm leaving him, and he just punches himself in the forehead saying that he's done this. Old man.

"Huh."

"Whoa, what's with the sigh, my granddaughter? I'll talk to you, you bastard!

"I forbid it -"

If he waved his hand flashly and said no, Shanoar put his hand on his chin - and looked toward Sten.

"Well, who am I going to talk to"

"Oh, yeah, Sten."

"Hmm?

"Can we talk about something completely irrelevant?

Well, you're welcome to talk about it.

"Which do you prefer, sister or sister?

"Oops, something's wrong"

"Something we've been talking about lately in the demonic world. Look, if it's a sister or a sister, it's like which one do you prefer?"

"The demon world is over. Sister and sister, huh?... Is that the point? The kind that pulls me or pushes me off my back, like?

"There 'll be a lot of things, but blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Is that younger

"You're bluffing too much. Yeah... I never even thought about it..."

Starting with Cigarette with Kime's face, Shithen takes Shanoar seriously.

I wonder why you're talking about this even though you're here.

When I couldn't wait to see Shanoar properly, I just glanced at Veroche. Something's winking at me. Gather all the impulse you want to do with Chaos Undermoon right now, and have no choice but to speak to Sten.

"Um."

"Oh, Veroche. Ohisa again. I knew Shanor was safe because he had it, but it's good to see you're feeling better."

"Oh, thank you -. It was in my immorality that I did not realize the curse left by that man. Yes."

"Hey, I don't care. No more joy, no more complaints."

Wave flirtatiously and say that.

Does Sten's heart, laughing in a flat atmosphere, still have the agenda shaken by Shanoar earlier?

"Hey, can I have some time?

"Hmm? Big story? Mr. Stern, I'm almost free."

"No, it's a small story -"

"Right. Then let's hear it gently."

"About the difference between me and Sten's life span"

"Go ahead."

No, go ahead.

The little Veroche smiled at Sten, who put a scratch in the momentum he saw twice.

"So you can think about it."

"That's right. You, no, 'cause that's it? I'm suddenly starting to miss you. Suddenly what? If you think calmly, yes."

"No, so -... well, you know, I had a few thoughts"

"I don't think so."

"Yes."

Nod small.

I kick my fist big dirt that was gently rolling at my feet and look for words.

If you noticed, Shanoir was nowhere near you. Perhaps you're talking to Yurika - or Eisenhardt as well.

Yes, Shanoar.

- What do you want Veroche to do?

That day. On the day I let myself escape from the Republic, only one word was asked.

I haven't fallen out with Veroche so much that I don't realize its sincerity.

The trip to the Republic was a pleasure. Free to walk around like that, whatever you want, annoying me first to go, laughing at my pieces.... Because that was my first time.

If you're with this guy.

That's not what I thought, not once or twice.

But there's something missing to keep it going.

It's a reality there's nothing you can do about it.

So.

"- Republic, when we traveled together, it was fun."

"No, that was fun!! I have so many memories. This is the flavor of the journey - there were times when we met and it was fun, and the last dungeon and the sprinkled lindbarma went right into it - it felt great."

"Yes. … but that's also the next paragraph -"

"Am I?"

Sten's eyebrows tickled at that voice color that conceived the lonely color.

She was the first to hear the story of getting into Demon King's Castle.

It must be a plan I made with Shanoir.

If so, what would this be?

It's like saying that if you defeat the Demon King, it's over.

"- Isn't that good? That's not the end of it. Once the Demon King is defeated, we'll be waiting for another casual wandering journey."

"Yes, so I'd like to ask..."

Rare, colour of tension.

Why, those eyes slowly looking up at Sten with a strangely reddish and tense look. Little, trembling lips are weak things that make you feel hesitant or gritty...... they don't look bad on her.

I don't know what you're trying to hear, but still, it must be "okay" for her, and Sten waited relaxed for the next word. Nothing, I don't have a rush.

"Am I there on that journey?

Her words I told her were biting off word for word.

That atmosphere of fear, which turned out to be a flinch from the usual linguistic prolonged.

The meaning of her words, Sten has been inquisitive for a while.

But the words themselves had no reason for Sten to be bothered, in the back of the air that gave rise to feelings similar to determination.

"That's right. If you enjoyed your trip to the Republic, you can come with me as long as you want Veroche again."

It would be more fun to travel with you.

To Sten, who laughed so happily, Veroche returned it with only a relieved look that seemed to say somewhere - it was helpful.

"... what, I thought you said not to come?

"No, it's not...... hey. I will not be with you forever..."

"... I was just talking to you"

Uh, and Sten explores the dialogue with a whiff of his ear.

Human life expectancy, which is now unrealistic. That and my lifespan that draws a line.

Just.

Sten didn't take it seriously when it comes to losing his people before he did.

'... promise me one thing'

"Fifteen pieces of beads will eventually be taken in by you. After that, I won't allow you to die. '

'... okay, okay. I'll take care of all the people I've taken in. "

A man named Sten was a great god to be "prepared" for.

That's how this journey made me.

The intense pain of skinning your whole body, the guts of letting your people escape at your expense, and the will to jump into the unknown. An important heart, cultivated between the previous world and the present.

I'm already ready to lose my people.

So, don't worry.

"I'll be right next door until Mr. Veroche dies."

"But then you..."

"Well, I'll miss you already. Every time I worship your grave after Veroche's gone, I'll call you. When I think of you, I'll be exposed and soaked in sentiment. I know. I'm ready to cry at someone I can't see anymore."

……

"Guess what Veroche would think if he told me. But there's nothing you can do about life expectancy. And, look."

Confusion, anxiety and.

Turning to his swinging heart and eyes, Sten laughs.

"You told me you were coming with me. Then it's not romantic to travel around all your life. Compared to the fun, the loneliness is cute."

"Sten......"

"You don't look like that."

I'm waiting for a good time.

To Hayashi Sten, Veroche. Give me a fluffy smile back to respond.

"Then sweeten to your words"

He put a pagoda umbrella on his shoulder like a prank, and said the same words as earlier.

Also, with a different meaning.

"Hey, can I have some time?