Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"You've had a lot of snacks this morning."

……

"Was it a bad time for everyone's stomach? When are you gonna be able to eat a whole week?

- Please, don't get around to it yet.

"Hey, Melea, on which day of the week do you want to eat my food? Purple day at the beginning of the week? Or the Yellow Week at the end of the week? If it's a good day off, it's hard to throw away the black and white days."

- Is it a death pronouncement?

After putting her breakfast in her belly half, Merea was walking down the hallway of Startree Castle alongside Elma, who was willing and determined the next day of the week of death.

After breakfast. Time to return to your room for a day.

Elma's room on the fourth floor and Merea's room on the fifth floor were prone to overlapping paths and left to walk together in conversation after the morning dishwash.

"I didn't happen to be feeling well today...... come on, I had a long dinner party yesterday and had a lot of it"

"Well, if there wasn't a dinner party the day before, I'd say anytime."

- Sorry, guys, I hit it bad.

Melea turned her back on Elma and covered her face with both hands.

"Hmm? What's up? I knew you wouldn't eat it.

Elma looks at Merea like that and puts on her little neck.

"Yes, no, that's not true. - By the way, Elma, do you want to taste it when you're cooking?

"Ha, it would be natural. Let people eat, they need a taste."

- There it is. That's crazy.

The response back from Elma was much different from what Merea expected.

To be honest, I thought maybe you hadn't tasted it.

As much as I suspect so, Elma's cuisine - it tastes' original '.

If I told you, it was enough to faint people.

"Today's tasted a little strange, but not enough to eat"

"Hey!?"

"Ugh!?"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, you suddenly shouted"

"Bi, you surprised me..."

Rin and lackluster Erma also seems to be a lot more relieved when he is in Startree Castle like this, and when he shouts out all of a sudden, he often shows an understandable surprise as an animal.

Unexpectedly to Merea's voice, which could be played from her mouth, Elma shook her shoulders with a vikri, then stood up with her hands raised in quick motion, about two steps behind Merea.

The mysterious structure, but I knew perfectly well that I was surprised.

Seeing it, Melea apologizes as she waves and returns to the subject once again.

"Oh well, the taste is decent..."

That means Elma herself puts this morning's dish in her mouth.

Still, instead of being calm, I even serve it to people after eating it myself.

- Could it be Elma, her tongue is broken...

Plus, maybe he's got an outside stomach.

- No, but don't say that good stuff is usually good...

"I don't really like or dislike Elma."

"Oh. - I used to fight smart opponents when I was a mercenary. They're the ones who don't just bump into each other from the front, they're the ones who try to break up this soldier's supply line or something. So I've been underfed a couple of times, and I tried eating what I could eat from one end of it, so I don't really like it or dislike it. It's better than eating dirt."

"I don't know."

"Hmm?"

"Hey, do it, it's nothing"

- So much so that Elma's tongue has a roughly wide lower limit of appreciation for flavor......

In a way that could also be evolution.

Instead of growth, it sticks back when I say evolution. That's about the mutation. - That means you can eat that dish.

- But not thinking bad things is going to be a huge neck to being a cook in a way...

Elma's generosity is greatly appreciated.

Merea herself, I really don't like cooking.

Rather than basically, I don't really like chores.

In doing so, Elma acts a lot while caring about everyone at best.

When it comes to something other than cooking, it doesn't mean you're not very handy. It would also be thanks to the guidance of Mariza and the rest of the women.

It's just that cooking...

"As it is, well, Salman and all that really good cooking, so I didn't have the right time today, but I hope you can tell me right next time"

"Oh, right.... Damn, I was planning on doing that again today, but he's late."

Elma put her arms together and swelled her cheeks.

There is a grumpy color riding in the eyes of the adult slice chief, but that's how he floats the puffiness like a girl.

There won't be two consecutive times.

"I hope so."

- For everyone's sake, it's too tight twice in a row, so we have to send him into the kitchen somehow without delay.

Even so, Merea couldn't tell Elma not to cook.

After exhaling once,

"I'm sure Elma will be better than Salman soon."

"Oh, yeah? - Oh, if you say so, there's nothing I wouldn't do!

To the words I said, Melea nodded back as Elma brightened her papa's expression all the time, with a soft bitterness.

- It is a good thing that we have more opportunities to put these innocent expressions on the table.

Seeing Elma begin to ascend the stairs to the fourth floor with a grinning smile, flickering from the fluff, Merea was carving it into her heart again in an attempt to take care of the present, when she could stay away from the fighting.

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"Oh, yeah."

"What's up?

Around half way up the stairs leading to the fourth floor and stepping into its dance floor, Merea spoke to Elma as she walked a little further into step.

"Elma, go to the City of Arts?

It's an example.

I have decided to take Marisa and Salman, plus the twins and Shaw, but as I told Salman, when I split the action squad into two squads, I almost wanted two more escorts.

It doesn't matter if Elma herself is in the city of art for something, but there are also expectations that she probably won't be.

"Naturally."

And when I thought I was going around in my head, Elma had been returning the answer with little or no time between them.

I pay my brunette back, correct her posture and look straight at Melea.

The position felt exactly like "Sword Emperor".

"I'm always next to you. - Hmm? I don't think this is a good way to put it... No, but I think I've said the same thing before..."

"Elma?"

……

Melea lets her neck hang on to Elma, who began to blush bright red in the middle of her words, turning away from her sword-inspired standing.

"Yes, do it! Anything. No! And, anyway! I'm coming, too!

Elma said, getting Melea's strange gaze, as she wandered off.

I shake my hands flat, like I'm whispering that gaze.

"Wow, the city of art will also gather antiques and other seasonal items!? Maybe the Seven Emperors are getting mixed up! Here's something else, a lot, a little, a little, a little!

"Oh, yeah. Well, Elma is also part of Knowledge (Razras) when it comes to Seven Imperial Instruments, and she may be just fine for your job."

"Yes! That's what I'm talking about!

Elma nodded loudly and three times, still blushing, to Merea's words, so she turned her heels back.

"Well, I still have a request today! Get dressed and get out again!

"Yeah, be careful. I'll let you know when I have a date to go to the City of Arts."

Melea thought to herself, "I want to go, too," but I have something to do, so I managed to hold onto that curiosity this way.

- Will there be room for that in a while?

There are many things I would like to do to make a request from someone with the Elmas, or to take Noel on a field trip around the eastern continent.

- But first, I hope the Queen of Enchantment is safe.

Melea prayed that her inner heart, whether it was a demon king or not, would not be prevented by that daunting name for the first time.

For a while now, there doesn't seem to be time to provoke the world.

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"Dear Merea, I have a visitor before you study"

"Yes?"

After Melea and Elma split up and returned to her room, she rested her stomach thoroughly in the room and later headed upstairs to the office.

It is the usual time for lectures by Mariza.

In addition, it was also an important time to review the information compiled as documents from each squad, but they had something to do before that day.

I hadn't noticed Melea, but there was also the thought that Marisa would be the one to make a mistake, as she stood pale beside her and told her secretary suddenly.

"Who?"

Melea sits deeply in the executive chair and looks up at Mariza, who stands beside her.

Then Mariza,

"Fine, come in."

and turned to the door of the clerk's office, and flew a voice that often passed.

In response to that voice, the door opened and appeared from the other side of the...

"Hmm?

On her tense brown skin, she draped beautiful twinkly cherry blossom hair - she was a long beauty.

A curved, beautiful body that exudes a feminine hue in a slender, stretched limb.

Put the ears of a strange beast on your head that moves into tiny pieces, again, as well...

"It's like a dog's tail."

It was on.

Definitely, it was on.

From the back, below that thin shirt, I could see a tail covered in loose moving hair on the left and right.

Hair is as light a cherry blossom as hair. It gives a strange glow, as if mixed with silver.

of the dog, or of the cat, or difficult to say, but the hair on its tail was somewhat smooth, fluffy, and presented (presented) with a beauty that was generally difficult to describe.

It gives Melea a hunch about the good touch until it's overwhelming, which makes her want to touch it unintentionally.

- Erm...

I didn't know who it was instantly.

-... ah.

But after a moment, Merea realized.

Naturally, it's because we met after yesterday's dinner party.

I didn't have that distinctive 'full body armor', so I had a different impression.

"Siladis."

"Ugh, yeah."

Yesterday, she named Merea "The Beast God". - Siladis.

She was taking off all her armor and showing up before Merea for the first time.

"All right, let me touch your tail later"

"What?"

"Dear Merea,"

I was just kidding.

- That's demonic.

With my thoughts, I regain my mind and turn my gaze to Siladis.

Siladis seemed to have been stunning in his present instantaneous exchange.

As usual, he looks alternately at Melea and Marisa's face.

"So, what's up?

"Oh, that? Not really, are you surprised? Don't you like it?

"What?

Ciradis asked before answering Merea's question.

Together with his forefingers, he looks at Merea's face as if she were in a good mood.

Amazingly long, but the look is more like a small animal.

"And the tail..."

"Let me touch you instead."

"Dear Merea,"

"No alarm, no gap."

"Is that a word for yourself?

……

To Marisa's exact return, Merea told Siladis again as she let her shoulders drop.

"I don't hate it at all. It's cute. Me, I've tried other tail-growing ones, but that tail was the tail of the Dragon Clan. I don't have very good memories because I got beat up all over that tail, but compared to that, no, really, I want to touch it cute"

"Oh, so much?

"Yeah."

Melea answered with a true face.

Marisa was putting the gloves back on next door.

"Well, then, later..."

"Seriously!?"

Melea rises out of the chair momentously with a hazy face.

But I could see Marisa basically putting her fist in the middle, and Melea sat back in the chair.

"May I?

"Fine. - So, what's up? What's going on?

Merea, sitting back in her chair, returned to a slightly more serious look and asked Ciradis.

The opposing Siladis grabs the hem of his shirt with both hands and releases words so that he decides what he wants.

"I, the servant... Virgilia, go"

"City of art?

"- Yeah. Yesterday, I was going to tell you, forget it."

"Hmm."

I firmly remember that Siladis belongs to the Sword (Emery).

Plus, I know you're good at fighting.

Even in previous battles, he never used a weapon in particular, but he showed so little power that he could flip people lightly with a beating over his armor.

"My nose, too, is clever. The sound can also be heard more than a normal human being. If anything happens, we can track it down, and we can protect everyone properly."

Soon, Siladis' tone had turned into something solid.

Both Melea and Marisa realized that was a sign of determination.

Melea drops her gaze on her desk for a few seconds and spends time thinking.

That's how I raised my gaze again and said as I looked to Siladis.

"Are you sure? 'It', a force you didn't really want to let anyone else know about, did you?

Siladis' words smelled his appearance and the power surrounding the issue.

When Merea realized it, she knew what she had been up to, and asked.

She is afraid that her power as a "beast god" will become known to men.

Or I didn't want people to know I looked like a mixer with a beast.

"Yeah, I don't mind. I made up my mind yesterday. - Be everyone here, you can be known. And if you need it for everyone here, don't hesitate to use your powers as a demon king."

"... right"

Merea gave a gentle smile back to Siladis, who was turning her determined eyes.

"Well, let's go together"

"Huh! Yeah!

As Merea nodded, Siladis shook its tail wide and smiled happily.

"Nothing good, right? Mariza."

"Whatever, it's up to you to decide. - Well, if I may say so, I agree."

Marisa didn't say anything more, but still a little, happy.

Melea smiled slightly again, feeling like proof that she cared about the other demon kings.

"- Then I guess around here. Even if you get too many people, you might slow down or have more blind spots"

"That's right. Sometimes that's all that stands out if there's too much. In one way or another, this expedition, which is a darker survey, seems critical to securing personnel for times of need, while maintaining enough numbers to move quickly."

"What will we do around Lilium"

"'Pass this time. It's a problem that people are too far apart, and this one said," I have something to do as knowledge. "

"Did you hear that already?"

"Lilium first"

"Damn, Lilium is really fast going around your head"

I guess the report over Mariza also has to do with the proximity of the two rooms. With such anticipation in mind, Merea received her words.

"I do want you to look into other demon kings' information at the same time, and if you say lililium stays, is that okay? … and I wonder if I can leave the instructions to Lilium while I'm gone."

"Lilium would do that, but I think you'd probably look like that from time to time."

Marisa said with a frown root like a little trouble.

"Well, don't get more Lilium jobs..."

Melea's brain had a clear view of Lilium's face looking at this one with a chilly narrowing of her seemingly intense eye area.

"'A souvenir,' can I help you choose?

"Oh, let's go with that operation"

Much Mariza knows about Lilium.

Are the women in the women's club, even in exchange meetings without their knowledge?

With that in mind, Merea immediately adopted Marisa's proposed souvenir operation.

"And then there's Eyes. - Siladis, what did Eyes say?

"Yeah. Go. He said his eyes would help."

Siladis nodded pale.

"Well, I guess I'll ask Siladis to escort Eyes too"

Now the eyes, the nose and the ears are aligned.

I'm confident in Melea's own five senses, but I don't know if I can ever surpass this combination of Eyes and Siladis.

- And then you actually go, huh?

Stepping in his head to see again the ground that had begun to solidify, Melea strengthened her interest in the city of art.