After the Sugoroku was over, we took a breath and naturally disbanded. Stila still wanted to play, but Shellyse nodded her head in agreement: "Jean is sick, so it's time we let him rest.
After everyone had left, Allie gave Jean a tight hug. That's right, 10 years old, it smells good. The act of smelling still childishly is an irreplaceable happiness.
"Enough, stop. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, you're a dog.
''Hmm, I guess so. But it's been a while, so be patient a little longer.
If you've lived as a big sister for years, you'll be able to detach yourself from the negative feelings of being sad or bitter in front of Jean and Stila. But once I'm out in the hallway, I'll definitely be back. So I want to keep my energy replenished.
"Alright, I'm full of energy! I'll be back, Jean, and you can rest easy.
''Yeah, Ally, get some sleep too. If you get the chance, I hope you'll let me meet the Crown Prince! S, Stila-sama also said it was really cool!
I've come to think that it's cool, but I don't know how to explain the categorization.
If there was some kind of championship that didn't look like the crown prince at first glance, Maximilian would be the leader by far.
It's not just a matter of being able to have a good time, but it's also a matter of having a good time.
＜The illusion of Saint Mia's triumphant face attacks me...
As I walked down the hallway, a wave of emotions raged through me after all. My feelings are blackened when I think of Maximilian's conspicuously incomprehensible daughter, who is from a different world.
＜No, no, no, no, let's go to the mountains to redeem ourselves.
No, no, no, no, no, no, master, Abel is waiting for you.
I'm sure you're right," she said to herself at Takku's interjection, and ran to her room.
I opened the door to find Abel standing there with a finished look on his face. Her unworldly beauty is dazzling. My heart surfaced a little because the colored, orthodox dark beauty looked at Allie and smiled at me.
"Welcome back, Abel, and thank you for your hard work. I'm wondering what the hell is that thing you're holding in your hand?
Looking at the Demon King's right hand, Allie gave a small frown. He grasped the pure white light in his eagle hand. It's a very pure light, but somehow it looks frightening. The question mark is two or three floating around, and Abel gives a quick answer.
"I'm a freshly popped, glowing asshole.
''Yeah, yeah, use the light heavens!''
''Yeah, yeah, use the light heavens!''
In addition to the loud, inverted voice of Arie, even Takkun let out a deranged voice.
"This is an unsettling situation even for the inhabitants of the heavenly world who preach that people are equal in every way. I thought there would be a couple of them dropping out because of the direction they were going. Because angels and demons are the same entity if you trace back to the origin. But I don't want it to be used as a free shelter.
Abel laughed and looked angry, the light in his hands clenched tightly. The pure white light, which looks like cotton candy, still seems to be fighting hard against it.
If you are going to come to the demon world, you have to follow the manners and fall into the world of demons, and pay what you have to pay. I'm not sure what you mean by that.
It seems that there are a lot of different kinds of apostles of darkness and angels of light. And Abel seems to hate the Angel of Light with all his heart.
"Here, let Allie see you. It would be so easy to appear before people on a whim and be adored.
Abel ordered with a grin. The next moment the mass of light trembled a few times, an angel with a ridiculously beautiful face stood in front of Ally's eyes.
Ally's poor vocabulary cannot describe it, but it is artistically beautiful everywhere. I don't even know the gender. The whole body is too shiny and pierces your eyes.
＜What a gorgeous vertical roll.................... >
Despite the sweetness of her features, the Angel of Light's eyes were sharp. Even though it is very pure, there is a feeling of rottenness.
But at the moment, this angel of light is the only thing we can rely on. There were so many things she wanted to know, and Allie panicked, not knowing where to start asking.
''Ah, ah, ah, uh, Mister Vertical Roll! I have a question for you!
"Can you stop calling me that?
The Angel of Light, who was still being grabbed by the root of his neck by Abel, said in a very piercing voice.