Instant Messiah

At present, I am walking around the castle town of Diaboro with Elle in my hand.

I'm escorting, it's hard to say. Whatever it is, I was flying around here while I was based in the land, because I still don't have a land survey.

"Look, Nine. Now let's go to this shop over here, shall we?

"Yes, yes, yes, please wait."

The king and sister of innocence herself, Elle Girl, was dragging me around with an adorable smile worthy of age.

... since then.

Since then, of course, it has been a week since Mr. Aroma was left hanging out every time.

Mr. Maidotar Aroma seemed to be vigorously plotting the conspiracy and seemed to be quite busy.

I'm the reason, but her original blue photograph must have depicted a calculator that would crush Ista anyway. From her mouth, it's just a story that was stalled by overprotective care for Chris, anyway, that she's been brought forward.

If so, it is a promise that you will do well about her, who is not and cannot be good enough for me.

But that overprotective daughter still seems to have something to think about.

Just the first day I instigated (or was it) an Ista attack on her...... when I was talking to Chris, I had seen him turn a blind eye for a moment.

At that time, I followed my agreement with Elle and ordered her to be the chair she hoped for, oh, the girl whose future was too promising at all, but she was able to nail Chris' gaze because she was booming according to those words.

Therefore, Chris himself did not realize the backwardness of Mr. Aroma, and he set his sister Yancha on my account to look in pain. Me.

Really, I want you to stop stepping on your fingertips.

It's a place where nerves go through a lot.

If it is a dog, it is a steep place for caning and screaming. I was a pig at that time, so I rang Buhi. I was trampled again.

Elle is my preferred owner. [M] It was in my sincerity to entertain her even without Chris.

This past week, the kind of play that gets on all fours (whether I'm on all fours or not. I don't hate it the other way around, but I didn't get a chance to do that) because of Her Royal Highness Sister Wang, who prefers to, I sighed when I saw my fingertips scratch and hurt every time I met His Majesty who saw how it was going.

He seemed to screw up from the first day, but he still manages to live today.

Living is hard, but pain is the raw feeling. Life would be more fun if you enjoyed it.

Believe me, even if Elle gets tired of it, I'll appeal to Buhi and Chris again. It's become a habit. Oh, ruthless.

No, it's not that stupidity about Chris matters.

It was a rough week, and it was naturally Elle who was beside me who put me in the most care.

When it came to stupidity, Wilson was the only one there, and I was leaking softly round to him every day as white.

... and I'll think back from the first day.

When I rushed back to Elle's room because I was sorry to leave Mr. Aroma to taste the remaining water from the bath again.

That's when it's going to be an unusual week of running around here.

She said the most "if you say so," and went on to say:

"Does Nine have any friends?

... I am an honest man. I believe it is sincere to answer the question without falsehood.

I am an honest man to desire. [M] He admits to himself as a sacrificial art that he speaks falsehood to satisfy it.

In other words, he is a person who speaks of what is convenient. It is my immorality that gives me so many chances to lie, but well, that's good at this point.

Even if I'm not of such character, I have the least amount of good looks. No, like this, more like this. Suddenly.

All of a sudden it's Elle's fault to ask such a question.

"What friend... is that friend?

"To the best of my knowledge, though there is no homonym for the word friend"

Yeah. Well, yeah, right.

"Well... are you there?

"How long?

"Well, look, what is it, how much is a mountain?"

... I'll be her toy. I admitted it.

But this, this is terrible. I haven't heard of being made such a snitch.

"Heh. You've been around a long time. Countless?

"Yeah, well, yeah. See, for example, do you know how many ants there are in this world?

"Hmm?... yeah?

"Suppose the number of ants tripled, for example, right? I don't know how many of them there are."

"Hmm?"

"Even then, you see, if the original number isn't clear, it feels like there's a lot of them, like, five times or ten times, right? My friends are like that."

"I'm not that good at mathematics, though. I know there's only one number that doesn't make any difference."

"... that didn't seem like a good analogy. I don't know what to do."

"You don't have to say thank you. 'Cause I think I got it."

Oh, oh.

This devil's little girl reveals how vain my life is.

They came to Diabolo and gained their knowledge, but they are still demons, beasts. Above all, I had too much stuff in my own stomach, and it was hard to say I was a friend.

'Cause you will. They are the object of my affection and vengeance.

In the end, using the erasure method, I barely even knew my friends. [M]

What's wrong with me?

I used to have a lot of friends.

You guys killed me when. Shit.

In my enslaved life, there's no way I have a decent friend, but this kid cho... and I got a little bit of a ridiculous heartache, and I just feel awkward about why she asked such a question, and I sigh one, and I calm down.

"Me too, I don't have any friends. So what did it look like?"

Yes, it's what I say as I lower my eyebrow root, so even this one makes me drink less responsively. A perfectly beautiful girl gains. You can't even get a dime for giving me this look. [M]

I'm the two of us here, and I see that. But what if I find out?

What good is it if such lonely facts are revealed in this world?

"But isn't it better to be close to El? Mr. Selfi or Mr. Aroma."

"Selfie is a squire, and Aroma... she's doing better, but I feel like she's extending her relationship with your sister."

... Hmm. Is that still it? Speaking of boulder Elle, he doesn't know until Mr. Aroma's birth.

Even if that's good, suddenly I can't grasp the intention I've been waving about this topic.

"Then, overstepping..."

"That's not what I want from you, Nine."

When I tried to go on, I was slashed and dumped in a breath.

Oh, I don't know. I don't know. This is an invitation to shame, but I don't want to get along with each other.

I'd be hurt if they told me that. [M]

"You are my toy. You can use it if you like."

"Hehe."

Though I didn't give it to her expression, I was quite shocked, but when I heard her say it, I was just a little good at feeling it.

... I see. With this one word, I think I understood just a little bit about Elle.

"But, you know, it's not enough that you don't have friends your age. I want you to play a similar role."

"Hmm."

I see, I see.

"So at least for the next week. I'll have you hang out with me. Not if you refuse, because if you do that, I'll kill you."

"Understood."

I mean, if we don't put up such a line of prevention, he says he's anxious.

Even to slaves, even to toys, scared to let go of my old man yet.

He told me to hang out with my friends more than just being a toy.

"It seems cheap to repeat it over and over, but you are"

"It's Elle's toy. It's my job to entertain you. Yeah, yeah, I got it."

...... Electra Villa Detra.

I'll let you touch your heart, like I did when I first met you.

Love and truth. Questions and answers. Past and present, and future.

Be a toy, be a slave... be a human. Come on. I'll taste you, little girl, including you. Let me make you feel like a friend.

"Well, I have a little silly plan. Come here."

"If you'll excuse me."

... I'm almost there. My stakes will be full soon.

If no, the race is swinging, is it a dice or a half, black or red, or a table or a back?

My game is irrevocable to me and to you.

So until then.

"Look, this fine road behind the castle. Because this place has a thin eye for surveillance."

"To escape, use here…"

Until then, I'll manage to get along fine.

Even for your human emotional revelations. Even imitating human friendship.

So why don't you all accept my affection?

Hey, wait, Chris?

My princess. I'll satisfy your sister's loneliness.

And the voidness of my heart. And the loneliness I've suffered.

I'll have you all redeemed eventually.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

- I'll be dedicated to Elle, the second day.

I've already been told yesterday that it's the immediate goal of the past week to complete her 'plan' and do it.

By the way, what is the plan… nothing. It's an adorable story about wanting to see the castle town with patience.

Unless she is Chris' sister, or royalty. Unless you're an emotionally unstable adolescent girl called 'idiot'.

That said, I wonder if it would be good enough to leave Diabolo's ruling castle town because I know His Highness Elektra is a calm daughter.

Just because she's been a little nappy but vague doesn't feel like there's any reason for her to be under house arrest at the moment... but what kind of judgment are the people up there making?

By my love! By my love, she's already a fine lady. I'm taking it off the bloody princess. Therefore, it is not a bad thing to let them go out to spread the word.

It is still a little unfortunate to borrow only in time of war. She is only a young girl. I'm just glad to see it objectively and get interested in what's out there.

... In a story that does not involve a palliative victory or defeat, it is self-evident that a positive offense is the strongest. It is very important to pass through the muscles.

So, first of all, he persuaded Guru Elle (to recommend things in confidence, he admired. adorable for each year around here), I decided to scold Chris and the others to get permission to go out.

I'm in a good mood for a lifetime, and I need to hear their opinions insignificantly.

If it's a human society, there's a price that slaves can't pay for one or two of their necks to see to the king, but it's a strangely reassuring demonic society there. Permission to observe was denied.

... If I were to be king, I would be busy turning my eyes. When I can see you face to face immediately, I worry about Chris the other way around with my enemies.

... is it a window...?

How sorry I am, Christella.

No, because Mr. Aroma is competent, he'll be talking about her not having to make a ruling on something.

I'm sure it is. Let's not think about this any more.

That unfortunate Demon King, some of you are stupid, but sharp in nature.

If you look me in the eye of pity, I'm sure she'll be mad.

I shake my head pully, manage to twist my reverence for her, kneel down and speak up.

"Heh, sire, sire. My dear Chris."

"I'll kill you."

Failed. I was in too much shape.

"I'm sorry, I really need to ask you something."

"What, all of a sudden, after cat whispers and all that?"

Two, three, I try to exchange a stereotypical greeting, and I get to the point where I first perceive that she's not in such a bad mood.

"I'm talking about Elle, but you seem kind of bored and confused lately. Are you telling me something?

"Mm... with that said, you're on El now"

"Yeah, by your side."

Chris puts his hand on his chin and looks calm when he reassembles his feet.

"Sure... you've been boring me lately. Buying together was a long time ago... there was no big battle for a while, but putting it on the front..."

"... no, no, look, let's say something"

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not.

Sister, I think I know how my sister feels.

Now, Elle, I don't think you're that interested in smelling blood. Okay?

"What you're trying to say is predictable."

and added, as if to suppress the inner contour of this one.

"I'm honestly delighted that Elle is starting to develop everyday sensibilities"

... Well, he's a fleshly parent. It doesn't seem like a bad relationship, and I guess that word is true.

"But it has been so far. I'm still confused, as El has changed."

"... were you so hazy, dear old Elle"

"What the hell, who is that?... you've heard of it too. Humans' name for Elle... be afraid."

"Well, I was a celebrity, so hey. I honestly didn't even know you were such a poor lady."

Who is the most famous Demon Nation in the world? If asked that way, Electra would undoubtedly be a candidate for it.

Regardless, Christella, the most powerful demon king the world will ever recognize as my princess... she will be its leader, but even so.

If you say so in Diabolo.

"Red Claws" Gallon Vermillion.

"Original" Eva Karma.

"Black Flowers" Aroma Sagesta.

Outside, there are monsters who even I know, such as Ganesha the Terror, the Warlord the Cyclops.

Among other things, even though I'm reluctant to answer the question of who is the strongest, except Chris, when it comes to "who killed the most people," I don't know the actual number, but first the 'idiot' Electra Villa Detra will be in people's mouths.

She is only fourteen years old. My first name was sold when I was twelve. That, too, has only been out on the battlefield twice.

Only then did she make the name known to all of Holds with fear. Regardless of the enemy allies.

She won't be used much, she'll have a sister mind like Chris. But that is not the only fact I heard at Mr Gallon's study group.

... from other demonic territories, they are too wary. Elle's ferocity.

"But I still want to see how it goes. I can't give you permission easily."

"Ha..."

Like that, Chris gave me a difficult and frivolous attitude that was good or not.