Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

"No more. I don't want to go outside. Lace, can you show me how to dye my hair? Oh, yeah, let's change our hair, too. Let's change our names."

"Hmm... what shall we do, Lue... Kai won't come out of your futon"

"Yeah? If you want to disguise yourself, why don't you let me? Kai-kun, you used to wear funny accessories, right? Look, like when you first met me."

"That's a story accessory, so dismiss it. Yeah, I don't like it anymore. I don't like it. You're too harsh, even though you said so yourself."

Hello from inside the futon. Everybody's demon king. It's a blur.

I don't want to get out of here anymore. I am filled with the desire to live in secluded hiding like this.

In the end, soon after that speech, Könich, who was playing the Seven Stars, disappeared into the sky, and as he followed it, I also rose to the sky, and then secretly returned to Oink's men in the nearby woods.

Perhaps the people involved in this series of farces, starting with Oink, are now trying to explain the situation in many ways and clean things up.

I also leave it up to Mr. Book to assist Oink and report on climate change, but I guess I'll have to pay something back later.

"Though the only salvation was not seen by the two of us... haha"

"Oh, yeah, right. I'm sorry, I would have liked to have seen it too."

"Huh? You saw it with me. I could see through this hotel window, and I could hear you.

Oh, there's no place for me here either.

Oh, my God. Whoa! You got out without waking me up, and you were watching me. Ooh!

Next to people's beds, Rhue starts mimicking this speech.

Stop putting salt instead of chili in your wound!

"... su, excuse me. But it was lovely! Really demonic, and then majestic like a good monarch wishing people peace..."

"Stop, stop applying salt. Don't calmly analyze it. Forget it!

Dive back into the futon.

Well, I know I can't do this forever, but what's going on after this?

Perhaps this information will slowly spread throughout the continent.

In the process, it will be exaggerated, twisted, create misunderstandings and become a new source of contention.

Unfortunately, neither Mr. Igzou nor Oink have embarked on much in terms of communicating information. There is no press.

The only way new information can be communicated is to the extent that adventurers spread rumours about pedestrians and exchanges between guilds.

I'm sure that on this occasion Oink will also notice the importance of this information, the press and the need.

I believe that the speech I gave this time with the giant projector's guide produced a TV wide-show kind of effect.

And the effect, the oink shouldn't be the only one who noticed the usefulness.

From here on out, it could also be the dawn of turbulent times. It's troublesome when it comes to troubles, but if you think this is necessary for development, you won't be resented.

... I do have a desire to stay here a little longer.

But that's not going to happen. If I get on the stage, I might even come out with an extra idea.

Above all... it is not good for faith to fall apart.

Anyway, I'm the ancient demon king. I said to myself that the Demons are the most believing beings.

Who can say that it doesn't look down on people who believe in the Seven Stars or create extra certainty.

I'm totally sorry about the religious war. I hate this continent so much that it bleeds.

Work your thoughts alone in the darkness of the futon.

Hmm. I feel weird. It's a good battle to think in the bathroom.

When I was repainting such a 'convenient place ranking when I think alone', this last fort, the land of peace, the futon shield that protects my glass heart is finally taken away.

"Mr. Kai, please come out. Can you see the customer?

"Okay, okay... I don't want to see anyone if I can, but I don't think so either."

That speech will, of course, reach the ears of many of the humans who were visiting the city, and those three daughters were also here in search of you, Len, who had been summoned the same day.

I mean, what do you want to say, they totally believed that story, too.

"So, Ren, why are you doing so well?"

"Yes, no... I can't find the seven stars in Endoresia either... maybe run wild -"

"Uh... well, yeah. For now, it's just a great advance to know that the Seven Stars are not necessarily a symbol of peace, a promise of abundance. Now, spread the word. I've come to such a large world because of this. Wouldn't it be a good idea to travel with one of your people?

"Yes... right. I guess this continent is going to change a lot from now on. I want to see that with my own eyes."

Coming, I had completely forgotten, is you and your delightful companions, Ren.

I'm totally grown up, and it only seems to be trembling with my heart.

It's okay, brother, because you're a demon king but a good young man who likes to cook and prank.

You're a good young man. I don't have any objections.

Let them go through the living room for a moment and sit properly.

Okay, well, that was curry rice. Hmm, if you eat my curry, you can't go back.

What? - What?

... What, what was I thinking now?

"Well, that's what Ren promised..."

"You're doing your usual. Well, to the tangible, it's his hometown dish. He's quite similar to the food culture in his country, but apparently he can't find the only dish he's looking for. So I did my best to reproduce it."

"What reproduction... you can cook!?

I'm familiar with them every time now, so I'll give them a discount on their floating expressions and reactions.

Whatever it is, I've made preparations over the past few days, and I give it to Dawson's wife to take out a specially made spice, commonly known as curry powder, that I've made the decision to receive as well.

Hmm, smells good. I've been using it here lately for the hidden flavors of cooking, but this time I'm going to use it a lot.

This is the first curry to be commemorated, which will be the first experience for both Rhue and Reis.

"Um, Master Caivon. I know a little bit about it too, so I can help you..."

"No, we have an excellent assistant at home, so it's no problem."

Then, in a confident manner, Lue rises up suddenly.

... Too bad it's not you. Sit down.

And I feel sorry for her, so let her help you with something other than curry.

Would you like me to make a 'mashed potato' that is a push with dishes that personally fit the curry?

For her complete title of 'Boiled Egg Crusher' in the making of tartare sauce, she should be transferred to 'Potato Masher' this time.

"Well, then, Ren, why don't you guys have a drink and wait? Drinks in refrigerated demon conductors, open them on your own."

"... I want to sleep. It's a really nice room here, so you can expect a bed."

"Sillu... are you okay, she's apparently very sleepy"

"Use the bed in front of you."

Every time Miss Sillu familiarizes herself with the way we go even after this speech.

No, I'm already more than happy with this kind of reaction, brother.

Well, then we have all three of them this time, shall we go with the usual?

"So how many times...? It's probably the beginning of about five blubber cookings."

Don't, the sight of that weird guy is like looking.

"People... said they were running around so much... are you cooking for swallows"

"Well, calm down, Oink. You're cooking again. It's a scent I've never smelled, but can I give it to your companion?

As I was making large quantities of candied onions in a large pot, a new visitor appeared in this room full of aromas.

Oink with slightly blood-running eyes, with no heart or a crack in her eye, and Il forgive her for that.

I mean, it's two tops on this continent.

And to their appearance, Raina, a hard-working man affiliated with the Alliance, has completely shriveled, becoming smaller in the corner of the couch.

Alina was also around to rarely ask if she was just hypersensitive about her identity differences, or if she had butted into Il, more of a lady temperament than she was.

... Then why is it so much for me, the next Duke? There's nothing wrong with that.

"But there's no way I'm gonna walk outside with my big arms swinging. Wouldn't it be best to hang out in your room?

"... that's right... haha... from now on, this continent will be rough again"

"But it's not a war. No, we're not gonna let it go to war, are we?

"... of course it is. Boom, you, how far did you predict"

"Only this time, to some extent, until the end of the line on this continent"

Rather than predicting, this is a push of trust, but of late aspirations.

I make Oink talk about the problems he would be waiting for and the visions of the world waiting for him to get through them.

I want you to do your best so that it does. While I can go beyond saying I'm there for you.

... and drawing this intent everywhere, she erases the colour of her anger from that expression and looks like she's giving up somewhere -

"Really... you are a troublesome person"

Yes, I stayed to answer.

"Rayce, it's time for me to take turns."

"Please. It's a little nerve-wracking, this task."

"It's hard to tell, isn't it? Stir-fry onions until the color gets darker."

"If you don't pay constant attention to when to add or subtract water along the way, the bottom and sides of the pan, you'll burn in no time..."

"Well, sometimes this time it's easier to change colors using a little backgammon."

An hour from the start of cooking.

That's why I was preparing under other ingredients while I took turns frying onions with Reis, but here's a little problem.

It's called 'What to Curry'.

Pork, chicken, beef, keyma, seafood, summer vegetables, and curry and even a bite, the variety varies.

Of course, as far as I'm concerned, it's a "pork" choice, right? There's a pig.

But this time I requested it, Len, you said...

"... thatsausage"

"… should I show you"

"Hey, why all of a sudden"

"Oh, sorry. It's nothing. Then I'll prepare the sausage as a topping. Main, please."

I almost got angry for a second.

It's really good, but that's toppings. I don't think it's a vessel I can turn down and put up the main one!

And, as I say in my heart, I turn to his judgment.

Depending on the ingredients, the flavor adjustment from here will also change.

"... bye"

Pray in your heart. 'Say pig,' he said.

And perhaps Oink, who asks his complexion as seriously as I do, prays, 'Say no more than a pig'.

And Reis is probably like, 'Everything is welcome for meat'.

Lue? She would be crushing potatoes so hard.

"Kai-kun, how far will you crush it? You want me to leave you a little chunk?

"Right, I'm planning on not putting potatoes in the curry this time, so I guess I'll leave a little texture"

"Okay. Then we'll season it later, won't we? I wish I could put it in this vessel."

It crushes the potatoes at best and soothes them to the appearance of clumping them together.

Oh, cute. My child is cute.

By the way, the mashed potatoes are flavoured with a little parmesan cheese, black pepper and a little salt, finely chopped and cooked in crispy bacon.

In addition, salads made with lettuce and tomatoes have already been put on standby.

All you have to do is enter the stage of simmering the curry.

"... beef, please"

"It's pretty tough to pick the most expensive beef just here."

"Ugh... no, the... Kendo department I belonged to... in a place like the team, when I got good grades, that's all they put in the expensive equipment. So..."

"... Kuk, it's a joke. Then you are... meat to keep, let's say we serve"

Be you with good grades.

In the end, the noise left him in the top four.

If it's true, we were supposed to fight Dawson and decide third place, but this year it's not going to be possible either, he said.

... Hmm, something I seem to have forgotten.

"Okay, I guess I'll finish it then"