Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Wearing a helmet and hiding his entire head, he was still watching Merea as he narrowed his shoulders behind the hallway.

Unlike Eyes, he is tall and slender, but that one looks like a small animal when he sees only the trick with it.

Melea figured out what was going on and solidified for a few seconds with her feet hanging by the window.

And, unexpectedly, the first person there to take action was Eyes.

"Oh, Shira, honey"

Eyes looked back to follow Merea's gaze and noticed him with his head out in the back of that hallway.

Plus Eyes spins words as soon as he sees him like that.

That natural voiceover showed a certain familiarity, like when I spoke to a friend all over the city.

Apparently there is more bond between the two than there is between them, Merea sensed at that point.

"Do you know him? - No, I know him. I know him."

"Yeah. Many times, they protected me."

It would be the story of the battle.

Indeed, if you think back now, I remember seeing that remarkable full-body armor several times beside Eyes.

Unlike ourselves, who were somewhat inclined to attack, he could have been a demon king who was actively trying to be a 'shield'.

"I mean..., honey?

"Yeah, right? Shira's a girl, isn't she?

……

Melea scolded herself in her heart, holding her head.

I've always called him 'he'.

I also want to make excuses that it would only be because I don't show my complexion or face, but no, but I was the one who was wrong.

- That, but you've actually called me 'him' a few times before...

Finally, it's not like I've ever considered myself a man and thrown words at Salman with a light-hearted knoll.

- There's more to it. Wow...

At the same time as Merea remembered that, she turned, in the main, the 'girlfriend' one to her toes, slowly bending her knees.

Eyes and she had her neck clenched as she looked at it, but after a while, she finally realized that Merea's actions were directly connected to the dugout.

"Huh...!

Before Eyes stopped, she came running from across the hallway with her crouching armor.

It's a little intimidating.

"No, all the time, he said it was a man...! What a shallow thing I am...! Sooner or later when I go to Heavenly Sea, the female English spirits will bump me out......!

Eventually she ran over to Merea's side and shook her head wide, supporting Merea's shoulder as she tried to kneel with half a cry.

The helmet rubs the junction with the armor at the neck according to the movement and makes another noise.

"Yu, forgive me..."

Merea apparently reflected on what she had done so far.

Then,

"Be good, be good"

From the other side of the helmet, the voice was returning.

Indeed, it was the voice of a woman.

It's so cool and clear that you can be sure it's a beautiful tone even if it's stuck.

"I'm sorry I didn't take it off all the time."

The way she spoke, which separated the syllables briefly, was somewhat similar to Eyes.

Thus Merea, supported by her shoulders by the mysterious all-body armor, gave herself up to the rather odd situation of staring at each other further with its helmet (armet), this time silently awaiting the completion of the motion, realizing that she had the next move.

She was about to take off her helmet.

'Cause it's not gonna be this forever, not to everyone, not to bad'

It also sounds like an unsympathetic language, but I got the impression that Melea was poorly spoken rather than unsympathetic.

While I'm thinking about it, she finally takes off her helmet in front of me.

It came from under a thick silver helmet.

――

Exactly, it was a woman.

You can't be confused.

That's about it, it was beautiful.

"Oh, not too straight, don't look"

She was shifting her eyes diagonally down, shy of Merea's gaze.

――

Melea still didn't have a voice.

I could not help but notice her healthy brown skin.

I couldn't get my gaze off the glossy (or shiny) cherry blossom-colored hair that contrasted strongly with such skin.

And more importantly, near the top of its head, I saw 'cat-like ears' moving perfectly to represent embarrassment - finally completely solidified.

"... you know, cat ears...?

She blushed her cheeks again at the words spilled out of her pompous and Merea's mouth.

She seemed shy, unthinkable from her slender, stretched, beautiful body.

◆ ◆ ◆

"Ko, this is..."

To the right, to the left, she swims her gaze to grate.

Then Eyes, who was watching next door, was raising his voice as he reached out to her for salvation like that.

"Shira-chan's a family."

In response to Eyes' voice, Melea was good at it shortly afterwards.

clan, the way it is said, is probably the care of Eyes.

If you don't mind me saying...

"Well... he's a demon king."

It wasn't Eyes who said that, it was herself.

The gaze was still dropping diagonally, but the tone was clear.

"Be... I see"

Understand.

And I was convinced even deeper, remembering that a similar type was among my own parental English spirits.

- Is it the same type as "Dragon God (Karel-Noosa)"?

Those who tried to be anything more than human beings.

I am also influenced by such people.

The fundamental factor that led me to spin dragon language is that there is a rapid evolutionary factor called "Dragon God's Driving Factor," and the resulting changes in the ecological organs occurred.

"The Dragon God (Karel)" was a tremendous idiot who tried to become a dragon roughly exclusively with admiration, but on the other hand, his rare talent turned out to extract the dragon's intrinsic properties, its factors of ecological evolution.

- You were a fool, and even a straight hero.

Merea has no doubt that the Dragon God was a hero. There was also a reason for him to admire dragons.

But on the other hand, I also don't doubt that he was stupid in many ways.

The word "genius" and "fool" were a piece of paper, and he went in the earth.

The other English spirits often laughed with their bellies when they heard about the Dragon God and said, 'This is what happens when you give fools an overwhelming talent and a sense of bottomless justice'.

Anyway, based on that story, it doesn't seem strange to me that there are others who have tried to accommodate the abilities of non-human organisms in their bodies.

- She...

"Just like me."

There's a way through.

What did her ancestors try to be?

It was still full of things I didn't know.

However, there were only a few things that could be expected at this point in time for such a melea.

Merea observes her again.

Thick helmet worn to hide from the outside gaze.

Metal armor that likewise covers the entire body without gaps.

A trick that distracts people from their gaze.

Every appearance that can even be affirmed as odd (today) is actually hidden a big one.

I'm sure she has suffered because of it.

I can't help it, I was born in the blood of the Demon King, but therefore.

"But much more than mine..."

Second, there were words impulsively coming from Melea's mouth.

That was not intended, it was just a word spun based on straight emotions.

Again, observe how she is, words held in her chest as well.

"Cute, those ears"

Merea was laughing and touching the ears of the beast growing on her head.

It has the same color as glossy cherry blossom colored hair, but the texture is slightly different.

Fluffy and good to the touch.

"What?"

She seemed surprised by Merea's behavior.

"Oh, hey, hey, tickle, maybe..."

"Ugh! Excuse me!... No, no, no other way! It feels like I did something I shouldn't have done when I could blush so much!

Melea also noticed that Eyes was laughing backwards next door.

- Surprisingly warm, Eyes.

I wonder how funny it was that I was panicking.

Merea glanced back at her with such eyes sideways, but soon.

Refresh your mind, spin your words.

"You always wear armor because you don't want to show me those ears?

"Ugh, yeah......"

She replied with a nagging, even more self-derisive grin in her beauty.

"Oh well... That was tough."

Merea never said "with that".

The suffering is only known to that human being.

So I didn't spin a lot.

- But,

"If anything happens, come to me."

"Huh?"

"Me, I'm interested in everyone's story, so if you have something you want to talk about, come to me."

That's why I wasn't even going to throw it away to try to figure it out.

"... eh"

"Oh, that!? I said something!?"

Having received Merea's words, she finally looked into Merea's eyes.

I see the light red eyes of gentle light.

As she looked at it, she stopped moving like it was frozen, but accidentally moistened her eyes.

Seeing how it was, Merea asked Eyes for help as a mundane, but Eyes was just laughing again.

"Oh, yes, thank you."

"Oh, man, I'm everyone's lord for once!

"Only at times like this, on the escape route, use it, right?," a light mouth flies from the eyes.

"Who! The one who unearthed Eyes' light-hearted talent!... mostly us."

"And with Mariza, Shaw?

"I mean, the majority of other demon kings say it in a twisted way because of its origins..."

of Eyes, though. That's not so imminent of the Shaws.

There was a loving obsession, like a child imitating an actor's act.

"Oh, that."

"Hmm?"

That's how I was exchanging words with Eyes, and 'she' in front of me finally cut out the words.

She shook her shining cherry blossom hair in a glittering candlelight and said as she looked into Merea's eyes again.

"Siladis. I say," Siladis. "

"Oh, speaking of which, you never heard the name. Now I think that's amazing too..."

I connect briefly with a strange group, but Melea quickly returns to the point.

I lit red eyes with fun colors and went on.

"Me, Melea. Merea-Mere."

"Yeah, I know, Melea"

"Okay, then - no, when I call you Shira-chan, it sounds like 'Me too' or something around Marisa, so let's call you Shiradis"

"Yeah, so, fine."

Ciradis stood up saying so.

He was taller than Merea.

Really, he's tall enough that he's going to think he's a man if he doesn't tell me.

But there was no sign of the man's martial bones in Siladis' body, which became a little visible thanks to the removal of its neck, helmet.

She looks big when she does it because of her full body armor, but her body itself stretches out smoothly for a feminine suppleness.

Being able to run in this heavy looking full body armor with such a body means

- Is that her factor?

If I say so, a derivative factor called the Demon King.

"-" The Beast God. "

"Hmm?"

"Of my fathers, the 'issue'"

- Divine name.

Words annoyed by the way she could see even subtle feelings of repellence, which could not be said to be illuminated or ashamed, let Melea's belly bottoms down.

"Oh well."

I guess that slender, sparse force is something about her issue.

"Talk to me if you feel like it, too. You don't have to hurry."

said Melea.

There is also a natural desire to hear it early.

Because it's easier to plan when it moves as a sword.

But that's not even what I ask until I twist her will.

As much as I need to, I cover that part.

- That's why it's idealistic.

Even though she did, Merea never intended to betray the policy.

"Well, for one thing, it's late today, and I mean, it's time for Marisa to finish her last cleaning and come back upstairs, so I hurried to my room..."

Marisa, who also acts as Maid of Merea and Eyes and Housekeeper at StarTree Castle, always cleans and inspects the joint spaces used by the Demon Kings after dinner parties.

When I finish that, I finally go back to my room.

Her room is on the fourth floor, directly under Merea's room.

If so, she uses the stairs.

I mean, there's a chance we'll just see each other here.

Merea guessed it and headed to the window early as she greeted Eyes and Siladis.

My legs head to the window with only my neck pointed toward the two of them.

And...

"Bye."

"So, where are you going? This isn't a staircase, is it?

……

From the direction of the window where she tried to hang herself, Merea noticed that a cold voice had flown and opened the rusty iron door as it was, but she turned around with a motion every now and then.

"... hey"

"Hey, it's not. You tried to ride the branches of the Big Star tree again to the fifth floor, didn't you?

There was Marisa's appearance there.

I'm standing outside the window somehow ahead of you.

"I didn't. I didn't. Through the window... the view, huh? Let's see, huh?

"Then what's with the one leg that's up?

"This... erm"

Merea's siren was fussing about running away.

No excuse seemed possible.

"Maybe that, being directed at me, means can I lick it, after all?

"No, don't!

"- I'm just kidding."

"There's been a while so far..."

Mariza stands on the branches of a large star tree outside the window, covering her mouth with pure white gloved hands, and with her other hand she shows a slender hand gesture that doesn't even seem like an act "once again".

That's the move, but I wasn't laughing as hard as my eyelids.

The luscious purple eyes on a spotless white fairy looked at Merea's feet with something strangely hot.

"Let's use the stairs!

"You just have to do that from the start."

Only Eyes and Siladis watched as Merea gave a slightly unfortunate look as she nodded back at her heels.