Instant Messiah

"Well, you're back."

Thank you for your hard work, but this is the kind of phrase that can be taken from any side down.

As always, Chris doesn't dele me.

It is a rare, opposite story.

That said, I'm kneeling (on my knees) in front of Chris in the chair just because he's not laid on his butt.

"Eva and the others told me. Seems like the dictatorship has passed... but Eva herself decided it was inevitable, so I can't blame her strongly."

"Ha ha, thank you - let me"

"That said, there is no indication that we can allow this to happen. I'll give you another job, even in the sense of bullying."

"Is this the arbitration between Mr. Gallon and Mr. Aroma?

"Mm... you got it right"

"I know everything about you."

"Cover it up. The rest of it is good for this sort of thing. Being king of everything."

"What's the real deal?

"Something's scared those two lately"

"I see."

It's true.

I know it's surprisingly teary, but he's cornered enough to expose himself to this extent, so I can blame him. She's blushing her cheeks.

"... hence. I'll leave this to you. Be honored."

Apparently there was nothing in her earlier, so the conversation continued.

"Mm-hmm. Oh, well."

I don't mean not to do it, but did they think I was reluctant? Unsurprisingly, these words popped up from her side.

"Oh yeah, you forgot the reward for coming back safe. Tell me one thing."

"... because you don't mind?

"Oh. I have two tongues for the rest."

"So... Chris, and. I know your name, my dear."

- Uh... -?

"... Hmm. Don't be too nervous about that." Dear Chris, "call it this. Then I'll forgive you."

"Yes, then, Dear Chris,"

"... you, too, will always be pathetic to call a mountain monkey. Let's call him by his first name... Nine."

- Oh, hey, no. I didn't ask you.

"… with honor"

- No, no, why...

And Chris goes on.

And I threw at my feet something like a writing.

"I've stopped grading. I realized it didn't make sense."

"Alas, what is this again?

"Ten extra points. The deduction... if you add up what El was saying earlier, it's just a hundred points. You seem to enjoy pissing off the rest of your life."

Chris blurred, saying that the mindset of the tuning borrowed from Eva at the corner had also been wasted.

"... I'll give you a break now, but hang out a little after the arbitration between the two of you. That makes it a penalty."

Yes, look at this one slightly like a prank, Chris. I just saw the look on his face and found that he was waiting for trouble next time, though.

- It all starts with calling your first name.

"Dear Chris. I will always give you the same loyalty."

"Nine, the same thing has no value. Because the rest of us are going to change this world."

- I'm sorry, Master Tia. I really wanted to get along with Chris.

-... you could have talked to me about it... -

(... Dear Tia. To tell you the truth...?

"Excuse me. More loyalty."

"... use a few more thoughtful words. You're not a child, either."

- Light it up. No offense... no offense.

- No more. From now on, I don't like to hide things -?

(I know you're hiding from me and doing something behind my back. We've known each other for a long time...)

"... I dedicate my eternal love and loyalty to you. My master, His Majesty the Demon King Cristella."

"... that's not bad. Stop adding points and get serious."

So Chris tells me to put his right hand down and give it to me.

I grabbed it and gently dropped my mouth as if my wings were dancing down into it.

- Yes, Master Tia. You and I, we're all in the same place.

- That's right, Nine. I'll protect you.

(But hey. This is my game. Take a big look at some of the little bits...)

(Don't interrupt...)

(Hihi)

(Kuhihihi)

(I love you, Master Tia, huh?

(So you don't need any more words... we've always been close... haha, haha)

(Ugh, heh)

(Hahahahahaha......)

- Ugh, uh-huh. Khuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"What's up, Nine? What's so funny?

- What's wrong, Nine? Something funny happened?

"No. I was born with an honor I've never tasted,"

- No, Master Tia. No big deal. No big deal.

Ha ha.

... Ha ha.

- Okay, well, let's see.

It is Mr. Aroma.

I'm going to interrupt Mr. Gallon's house, but this is an important project that needs to be taken care of before then.

I kind of have to travel again, but it's not like I wanted to be a windmill. Just traveling. Diabolo is a black country.

Well, men are hard. It can't be set in one place. If a woman is a harbor, I would like her to accept it gently.

That means later thinking, for now...... Elle will follow you...... Aroma, Aroma.

I have to stab that cute lamb with a nail. The consolation is, as I told Elle, Mr. Gallon first.

Four times in Mr. Aroma's office with a knock on the concoction.

Come on in, let's hear it, and don't hesitate to go in.

"Mr. Aroma, I'm home right now. Nine is back."

"... thank you for your hard work. We have heard from Eva and Alice about your work. I don't know if it's a good idea to say..."

... Hmm?

"Aroma, come on."

"What is it?"

"Here, take a look. Face up from your desk."

"You always say. I'm busy."

"You seem a long way behind. What are you afraid of?

I've been staring at this one.

"I'm not scared...!

However, the gaze staggered for a moment, and soon its face will be laid down.

"Hey, Mr. Aroma. Put your face up."

"... are you going to instruct me?

Whoa.

"That's something that's gotten a lot better, Nine. I wonder if Mr. Gallon's groundless confidence made him feel better."

…………

"I knew it was a failure to make that child your educator. Nobody and he get up and down because there's nothing to teach them as much as they do...!

"Mr. Aroma."

"I'm talking now."

"... Mr. Aroma"

"Didn't you hear that? I said shut up."

"Mr. Aroma, don't you really know what I'm trying to say?

"Playful mouth...!

"I'm only saying it now. [M] I'm only asking you to look at me and talk."

…………

"I thought you knew the difference. Was I wrong?"

"............... shut up"

"Pepper, what's wrong with you? Besides, I can't believe I'm getting Mr. Gallon's topic out of me... so"

What's wrong with you being so cornered?

Did you think Mr. Gallon would take me?

If you had ever been a lady, you wouldn't have done such a short circuit thing, even if heaven and earth had flipped over.

Was it that dreary, Lamb?

You look just like Mr. Fox.

"Not so..."

... To be honest, I wasn't clear on what I was going to say after this word myself, but in the end it ended without getting out of my throat.

Because Aroma is standing up and staring at this one with great eyes.

"May, just now... that's enough. I'm done reporting. You must leave now. Until you say I'm good...... don't show your face to me!

……

Yeah.

... Hmm?

- Pan.

And, thump my hand.

"Aroma."

…………

- Pan!

"Aroma."

"... yes, yes"

"Be a good girl and wait. Before I went to Suriza, I thought I told you that... I guess I misremember."

"... no. Sure, I heard."

"Why did you break your promise? Why, I had a fight with Mr. Gallon. I hear you raised your hand."

……

"Say it because you're not angry, Aroma"

……

No more, you serious stubborn bastard. This is what happens if you have bad behavior once in a while.

The fathers of the world are in trouble.

Shh, shrugging her hands in front of her face, she shrugged her shoulders with a vicun.

I'm not gonna slap you.

- Pough.

When I put my hands on her soft, habitual blonde hair, that made me feel as if I was even stroking her on the back of a sheep.

"... hey, hey..."

Hearing the words, I meet my hands again.

She watched my palm leave at all costs, but she had no choice.

- Pan!

"Father."

Yeah, yeah.

Put your hands on her head again. For the first time I touched her head, and the horns growing from both sides of it.

It's a tough, tough touch. Dear Tia, it seems that the horns of the sheep are wrapped in a thing called a horn sheath, and the nerves aren't passing through either, but she still trembles whenever her nails hit her.

Are you not distorting your face to pain, but just frightened by the vibration to your head? Maybe I got that illusion, as if I didn't even miss that vibration and taste it.

Because she was happily narrowing her eyes.

"Aroma, I told you. Because I'm not angry."

"Oops, sweetheart..."

"Please, I need you to reveal it in your chest. Aroma, if you're hurting something, if I hurt something, I want to heal it."

I let my fingers play with the corners, but they still feel all kinds of feeling tickled, so I stopped immediately.

"Because."

"Yeah?"

"Because the gallon"

It was a strangely defenseless voice.

"A gallon takes my dad from Aroma..."

――――

Hmm.

Oh, yeah, my daughter.

But something's not a little too young for this.

Aren't toddlers regressing too much?

Mr. Aroma, isn't this a little too qualitative?

"My dad, even though he's Aroma's dad... That kid, he's been beside my dad ever since, but he's sloppy......!

... Sabi Shinbo.

I know how you feel.

I feel like I miss my mom and dad, you know.

Very.

Very much.

Because you guys killed me.

... but it has nothing to do with what I'm about to say.

I'm not a child enough to have personal feelings for childcare. Whatever, you're gonna be a dad.

My dad is very responsible. I'm going to have to deal with my mom.

So hey, Aroma. Again, let me lower your priority this time.

It's just a little punishment.

- Pan.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Aroma. I might have been in a bit of a hurry."

"Huh...? What?"

"Sure, I think I've gotten you all better lately and forgotten what a position is. I'm only your slave..."

"Oh... yeah, right. It is, though."

"... I'm going to pick up Mr. Gallon. Her home, it seems to be cold, so we need to make sure she doesn't catch a cold."

"Well, then... no, you know, who are you going with?

"I'm thinking of asking Mr. Puria."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Really..."

"Yes, then excuse me"

Here we go. Over.

I turned around and left.

On the verge of closing the door, oh, and, you know, both. Or uhh, I heard a voice that could also be taken by the roar, but without showing any hesitation, I closed the door.

I just wondered if the last thing that was floating around at her sight I saw was zero, but that doesn't come true anymore. I will never, at this moment, open the door to this room.

Even if you know how attractive Aroma will look.

Oh, I was gonna give it a whirlpool.

It's like I'm already eating an oak. [M]

Alice, I wanted to compare you to your sister and the taste of tears, Hihi.

A little patience, sweet Aroma.

In time, I'll give it to my daughter. Now it's time to wait for the good boy.

I don't know why I have to go butt pen Mr. Gallon from now on.