Instant Messiah

"Look, Nine, watch your step"

"Yes...... oops!

The back road leading from the castle to the castle town, followed by Elle, who jumped indelibly from the hedge along the way, made a relaxing but successful landing.

"That's why I told you, no."

"I'm not going to lack exercise."

"The result is everything. Here, leave it out?

"Yes?"

"It would be a guy with a date around the corner, this. Then..."

You know what I'm talking about. Git-eyed girlfriend with a small neck.

I unwittingly laugh and take that hand and follow it so that I can't be in her when she starts running lightly.

... Destiny's escape decision date, it came quickly.

Even so, it's too cute to call it an adventure: leaving early in the morning and planning to return after noon.

It is much appreciated that Elle made a suggestion to a lesser extent. Whatever, my neck is flying through the sky. The risk is clearly proportional to Elle's absence.

Perhaps this tour of Castle Town, considering the surrounding area. At all, Elle is a gentle and cunning girl.

... I see her beside me.

The usual outfit is a calm, rugged peach piece worn by the town daughter.

Besides, with the secret pills I've borrowed from Eva without permission (nothing frigid), it seemed like the bat-like feathers and arrow-shaped tails had now gone where and fit in my clothes.

This way it looks no different from humans, but there are some species beside it that you don't know are demons, so you won't even be so suspicious.

I'm more of a danger. [M] When I dated Mr. Puria before, I was suspicious of a species with a good nose. I was super scared.

gossip. But it's convenient. That's a lot of money for me to change.

... Mixing with humans can also be done, you know, demons who resemble humans, by such means.

Mm-hmm. I think about it a lot. I also hear in old stories that there were monsters who mixed with humans and collapsed the human country, but why did they seal such effective means?

Is it pride? We're only demons, like.

Like, like, like.

It's splendid, isn't it? Hihihihi. no comment more.

"Elle, you look great. Approximate clothes."

"Oh, thank you."

My thoughts are getting scattered by chance.

I'm on a date with Elle, and if I think about something extra, I'm going to be punished again.

"I've never worn anything like this before, but it's easy to move and it's not bad. Just..."

"Just?"

"Maybe a little too flirty. The fabric looks cheap, and I wonder if I can see this underwear."

"Oh well, then you have to walk more quietly, right? You can't fly or jump when you're in town."

"I know, if it stood out, you might find it."

For now, it's a body of patience, so I'm also renting discreet clothes from a senior at work in the castle on this land.

He was a beast, so he was a beast, but he had no choice.

I'd rather smell Mr. Gallon forever, but it's the smell of a man. My nose is going to bend, but I can't help it.

Oh, shit. I wonder if Mother will be home soon...... oh, no. At least until today, I said I'm for El. [M] No inner cheating either, no banning.

"I see it! There, there!

"Look, look, he said you shouldn't be too shabby"

Shall we get back on our minds and enjoy our patience date with Elle?

- Two men are looking at the documents placed on each other's desks.

Although his expression is loose, his eyes are sharp.

Those eyes are not laughing at all, pretending to be winds that are focused on each other's paperwork so as not to make them understand it.

"... No, it's troublesome"

"But, my lord, would you be happy if the power of the west shrunk?

"Ha, this is tough. There you go. There you go."

"How about that?

"... you want me to cut off my country? I don't want you to underestimate me."

"Hmm."

One man points to the paperwork numbers.

"How about this?"

"Ha ha, how dare this... you seem to doubt my loyalty"

"So this is it?

The man turns it off with a double line and adds a new number.

"One digit is missing"

Take that word, the man adds a new number. Significantly, too.

"Maybe this is it?

"Hah! That's no way too expensive! You'll owe me."

"Phew."

For the first time, a man on the other hand, who had so far refused the proposal, moved his hand.

… the brush in its hand eventually returns to the same forehead as the first number written.

"... that's all right. No, excuse me. If I swallowed your suggestion, I wouldn't be convinced up there."

"So now. My lord likes to play."

"Hmm. What, a thousand or two thousand of folk grass, shall soon grow out of the fields. A peasant with no entertainment, I can only look forward to waving."

"It must be, hahahahaha! … then."

"Um, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you. The land and climate are different. Agusta's guy, if you say he'll spit out the money and fix the land, I hope so. Well, the air is dirty because of the demons... but your lords... something like that..."

"Oh, fourth place"

"Yes, that's him. You can disinfect it. Fire is good."

The men laugh.

- What, the fact is, even this time alone, the balance of payments fits. The superintendent over there has too much pity for the people and low tax revenues. It is convenient.

Besides, if the Demons are gone, these Seneca's raw odors will be used. You just have to finish. Laugh without even knowing there are bugs in the lion.

Yes, the heavy town of Volks laughs.

- Only on the meat wall when hunting demons. Both incompetent. When the locusts are numbered. I have already sown enough seeds of preaching.

In the name of God, these wretched folk grass at the feet of their incompetence, shall we save them?

Yes, the parishioner of Seneca laughs.

"Ha-ha-ha! No, it was a meaningful time!

"Phew, oh pleasant, come on, ours!

"Celebrate your immediate defeat, cheers!

"Why don't we bite down the cloistered obedience! Hahahahahahaha!"

- Where Nine doesn't know, the world is already moving.

The currents of the world that he has geared and moved capture distortions, and many lights of life.

The result of a slight conversation that took place here.

The Volks countryside bordering on the south of Reel Marr, the balance of the life-saving of the innocent people living there… leaned, at all, on the fall of Ista, without their knowledge of the damage that would probably surely occur.

- In a salon in a room in the castle, the summoned Selfi hangs his head over Christella.

"It's not official business, your tea and... and I just wanted someone to talk to"

Take the word of that demon king and brew the tea you have in your room.

Then, gratuitously, sit in the seat across from the slope and talk about the recent state of the castle, etc.

Cristella asks if there is any dissatisfaction with the youngest daughter, or with the castle town, or with the security. There was a lot of such content.

... Even if it's not official business, Cristella wants to hear these stories from Selfie a lot.

Her Majesty is doing well enough, even though Aroma tells me, she really cares about the condition of the people and men under her.

It's not even that rare a sight for Serfi to go out with such a serene smile on Cristella's blue-smelling seriousness.

After hearing all about Diabolo recently, she rinsed her tea and opened her mouth again.

Selfie feels a little shadowed by Chris' expression and listens slightly correctly to his posture.

"Selfi."

……

"We leave here the day after tomorrow as planned. I'll show that mountain monkey the rest of his power... and hence his superiority over the demonic people."

……

"Ask me to be away... but watch Elle and Aroma. I don't care if it's trivial, if you need anything else, you can report it as soon as you get back."

………… …………

"... Hmm. The Volks will soon be unable to feed themselves. The invasion will be after next year… it is the earliest second reading compared to the progress we have made so far on cow walks. Taste the pain of hunger."

Selfi, silently bowed his head to his Lord.

All I can think about, she doesn't say anything.

Against Christella, Selfie has never spoken a word of praise.

Everyone thinks it's a sign of loyalty that they gave their share of.

... No? Selfi only understands his position.

She feels she should behave like this because she is a squire, and she is doing it.

There is no particular separation there. There is no separation.

Selfie Mercury understands herself better than anyone else.

So she's always smiling.

Rarely do they grieve, anger, or cry.

Have a meal. Go to sleep. Get some sun.

Do laundry. Clean.

Assemble the model. Make a meal.

Tap clothes.

My men love me. Love your men.

It pisses me off sometimes. Scold occasionally. Console every once in a while.

Build things up. We're going to create a system.

In front of you, a country is made. I'll try to help you with that.

... Demons will rule the world.

A demonic tribe that was being abused swallows up a human being who was on the side of being abused.

That was a lot of fun.

She's always enjoying herself.

She loved to have fun.

She loved her life in Diabolo.

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"Look, Nine, over here, come quick!

"Please wait, I'm not young anymore..."

"What are you talking about, come on! There, what's that crowd?

... fourteen-year-old, I have to say that he was insulting that energetic life.

I can't believe you pulled this hand around and said you shouldn't stand out. I laughed when I complained that it was cheap to eat rice, and I looked at the product that opened the store. What is this and the cackle shaker?

Elle seems to be fully enjoying exploring a town that has been nearby but never seen before......

"That's a guy named Boulevard. This is what the Demons do."

"Oh, oh, wow! Look, one, two, three... more and more! That guy called Juggling, right? I know!

In the square ahead, where he was dragged away, the demonic tribe of his good years, still speaking of girls, is replacing a knife with a handkerchief.

It was thus seen that the trajectory depicted in the universe retained a beautiful ellipse and was not endangered, but was due to skilled technology.

"Oh sure, oh, there's more... seriously, thirteen, four... that's still going!?

"Wow, wow! That kid, he wouldn't be much different from me. Is that something you can do?

"No, you don't. It's a big deal."

The girl, wearing a clown-stained makeup, put a knife in her hat that she supposedly fell off, and took the last bottle with her mouth.

He pulls in in a courtesy during the audience's big banquet where he is shown his finished moves.

The next one to come out was a musculoskeletal beast man.

They show me a power comparison to see me pull a dragon rider connected by a line.

"... oh, that doesn't look very interesting this time. Anyone can do that."

"I can't. Demons aren't all proud of their power. There's only a handful of magic you can pull together with that big one."

... All humans usually see is the kind of people who are good at combat, all the more so the kind that say demonic looks horrible. In fact, until I got here, I still had that preconception.

But the Demons are also creatures, and they are pinkier in terms of power, large and small.

Mr. Puria, for example, is stronger than I am with simple muscle strength. She is superior to bare-handed humans because of her magic and feathers, and the weapons she says nails.

If she says she's flying through the sky with only simple muscle strength, then I can't maintain that slender proposition. You can't fly in the sky without the chest plate about five times thick.

She doesn't want to see that at all. It's good to have something called magic.

You're too niche, Macchio woman. Where is the demand?

No, I don't hate it, but it's limited.

... as it is anyway.

"I clapped around and didn't just pull. I could give you more excitement."

I couldn't help but rush to stop Elle, who showed me how to wrap her arms.

"No, no, no. You can't, El."

"Why, I want to mix too"

"Noble people don't do that."

"If you want me to think about who I am, I'm a town girl now, all right?"

... Hmm.

I don't mind shagging, but I need you to be reasonable around here.

As a bend ahead, I could teach you what you can teach me to raise.

Mother told me to be nice to the girl...... Mother? Mr. Gallon, did you say that?

Mm-hmm. Anyway, I think someone taught me.

"... Then let's change the language. Whoever you are, you will not be allowed to replace him."

"Why not!

A little excited, Elle.

I don't know, but I don't. There's something I can do right in front of me, and there's someone cheering for it.

You must be jealous. I want to stand out so much myself, maybe I can't contain that feeling.

... This child is only a child. I don't care how grown up I usually show it, if I peel it off, is this it?

So how ticklish or delightful it is to see such a genuine emotion?

Something about fatherhood is coming to pass.

"That's where they've spent their lives getting ready. They're here to see it."

……

"People have... Demons have what they call their own territory. It's not the same as the right materials…"

"... I'm not sure"

"Whatever. It's called wildness that gets in their way. Street performers have street performers'. Elle will have Elle's job."

That's what I say, fingering him as he finishes his art and pulls in with a big sweat.

Waving with a smile and responding to his applause, he could see from his expression that he was proud of his work.

"Oh, it's over..."

"That's right. He's dedicating his life just for this short time. Take that, take that active place, it's nothing but corpse?

"But I can do it."

"Some of the people here might be able to do the same. But nobody does it."

"Why?"

"... because it will put him to shame and, above all, to himself"

The act of not being able to defend oneself always produces only losses.

Success doesn't make a living with it. For temporary pleasure, breaking the tight steps they would have put up?

In case you fail, what responsibility can you take?

Sigh, how can you pull the audience away from this place?

Who the hell in the world has the right to interfere with their cause that they have gone through their lives?

"I want to stand out, that's quite a thing. But that's what El needs to do in her realm."

"... you say things like you found out"

Huh, and Elle's expression. Things have changed.

"I killed a lot for everyone and no one praised me..."

...... oh.

I see.

"Sister, I was crying. I regretted killing my feelings. I just wanted to help my sister."

Killed a lot of humans. That is, I see, certainly part of the Demon Clan.

"Nobody, nobody praised me. Too much killing, I don't care if you kill me, I say too much. Skewers, skewers, cruelties like that are human or demonic."

... the art is still going on.

No one is listening to this conversation.

In that, the monologue of the gloomy girl continued.

"Guys, about me, it's crazy! That's not what the proud Demons do...!

Elle spills tears and puffs.

... This is the second time you see Elle's tears.

When I first met her, she was beautiful, confused by love.

Now, crying over the wounds of the past, she is equally beautiful.

Demons are beautiful, no matter what they do. I don't know.

I knew it was true that a woman's tears were so hostile.

"Well, what was I supposed to do..."

"You're welcome."

"... Huh?

"I didn't do anything wrong, so I hope you're dignified. What can I be ashamed of?"

"Huh?"

"I know it, too. What does Elle do? Ista's 'Akerdama', the name Bloody Street, has become a tourist attraction."

"It's all about me..."

"No, I'm not. With that open, the Demons could have dropped most of Ista. Elle did what she could, didn't she?

"... but your sister didn't compliment me"

"Well, I'm talking about being discretionary and doing it on your own. There are some things you might think of as her."

Most importantly, you didn't want your own sister to do a dirty job.

Chris is lukewarm.

Because it's sweet.

It's convenient for me, though.

"... you wanted me to compliment you, didn't you? I get it. Elle thought so hard..."

"... yeah"

You're so right to be denied what you've done.

I get it. I get it.

"Elle."

Yes, I spoke up and put my hands gently on her head.

I thought I might be shaken off, but she just wandered gently as she leaned down.

"You're not mistaken. Whatever the outcome, you did it with everyone in mind, and one thing is, you can never go wrong."

……

"You can't be wrong that you killed a human. Too much? Fine. If you say who's in trouble, it's mostly human."

……

"You can leave the demon tribe in the other territories where you made a scene because you are a pride to Fujiko. You acted for the Demons, thinking for the Demons. There's absolutely no mistake."

"... yeah..."

"Next you just have to achieve results in a way that no one can complain about. You're still young, you can do it many times if you fail."

"Yeah......"

"No matter who doesn't compliment me, I'll admit it."

That's what I said to her cheek, gently stroking her hands down.

"You did your best. Well done."

"Yeah......!

It's heartbreaking to shelf and preach about yourself.

No, it's really hard.

It's hard.

- Let Elle, who has sobbed and calmed down for a moment, sit on a bench in the park close to the square earlier.

"I only had a drink, an apple, but are you okay?

"Yeah."

You said your body was craving the moisture you lost, or you were thirsty. I give the princess a drink to open the store. Even my lonely purse could have bought this much.

"... it tastes like a mixture"

"Don't ask for luxury."

People with fat tongues don't like this.

That's what common people drink.

"... thanks for earlier"

"Huh?... Oh, never mind"

Poop, Elle shrugged as she held the juice from the sip with both hands.

"It's getting a little easier. I knew I was a child. Drag me like that."

"Don't say that. Dragging is enough."

That'll be enough scratches. Otherwise, it's me.

I can't help it. [M]

"No, you can't. I have to be strong. Otherwise, I can't support your sister."

"... if Master Chris hears, I'll be glad to cry"

"Liar. Your sister wants you to remain vulnerable to me.... because I had to be strong"

"It's"

I almost disagreed with you by accident... but I might.

Cristella is strong. I'm not talking about simple magic.

She was strong. I didn't know when I first peeked, but she has her own core.

She is moving to kill herself for a purpose that is clear… and not selfish. Recently, my expression has also started to move, but when I just met her, she looked exactly like an iron woman.

It won't be my fault that that's been pounding lately.

Chris must be relieved that Elle is starting to look old enough.

... not worthy of a king, but as a sister she has impeccable kindness.

Well, Alice, your sister hasn't lost either.

But maybe that's a sign that Chris is getting weaker. As Demon King, you will not have that fragile spirit.

I came to Diabolo and found out about the Demons. I found out about the Beast Man.

I found out their minds. It was so soft, warm, with human good sense, and beautiful.

... enough to hesitate to put scratches in there.

"Hey, Nine."

"... Ah, yes. What is it?

"It's already blurry again"

"Excuse me."

"Fine, I forgive you. Because you recognized me. That's what made me happy..."

... I thought you'd be scolding me again, but you could forgive me.

Glad to hear it. That would be right.

You said that, 'cause I'm your toy, right? I would do anything to make my owner happy and entertained, and what would you say?

You wanted that, didn't you?

... grinned and Elle opened her mouth.

"Hey, Nine, I want to thank you for one thing, something. What the hell do you want?

"Ha...?

What are you talking about, this girl?

You decided you wanted me. [M]

It's you guys.

Your hearts...

"You can be honest with me. If you want me dead, I'll make it happen to you right now."

"Hey, what?"

"Nine. It's not as cheap as depositing your heart easily, Detra's family name governing Diabolo, nor myself."

……

"Toys. You are my precious toy. But you have a heart. My heart can only be helped by my heart."

"... no"

"More than you think, I'm saved by you?... although you may not believe me."

"Oh, no."

"Say what you want, human. This me, Electra Villa Detra, will make it happen for you. I don't care what you substitute."

That said, Elle looks up at this one.

I feel like a little girlfriend with a back length only as big as my chest and overlooked the other way around.

... Pressure, are you there? Me?

To the demons who are enemies?

"Come on, say what you want."

She stares me straight in the eye with those amber eyes.

That was too much, it was going to suck in, and I couldn't stop goosebumping.

…………

The castle town keeps moving away. Looking back at it remnantly, Elle and I are on our way back to the castle holding hands.

……

……

She doesn't talk. I don't talk either.

However, the hand you grip sometimes gains strength and transmits your body temperature. She must feel it, just like I do.

… I asked her to put an answer on hold.

Electra Villa Detra acknowledged it.

I used to remind Mother Gallon of my debt, and it was already paid off.

Elle pushed me to sell my claim, and I ended up unable to say what I should ask to pay for it.

"I don't have an answer yet, that's what's going to happen"

Elle said that as she understood it, and it bothered me strangely, and I couldn't exchange words with her after all.

"That's enough. It was fun today."

"No… no body."

Jump over that hedge and our little adventure is over.

She has already run out of medicine and shows her tail and feathers as usual.

As always, I'm just talking about getting in through the gate, so this is just a drop off.

……

……

I knew there were no words out there.

Like always, I can't even afford to put it away. I am aware.

I was tired.

I'm in a position to demand of them.

I should tell them to give me what I want. That's where I stand.

And yet she wants it, and she says it to me, trying to give me anything.

What the hell does this mean?

She's too much of a hit. My previous evaluations weren't wrong.

She was a little girl who didn't look over there, and most importantly, she was a monster.

"Nine."

"Yes?"

She jumps over the flutter and hedge, without looking back, as I call her.

Hilarious clothes hem reveals to the base of the thigh. It should be a shadow because the sun is directly above it. It was still white enough to calm down, and I accidentally missed my eye.

"There are times when a woman can just be happy with her mouth. I hope you remember."

After only a moment of flushing this one, she abandoned herself and left.

... had been spotted. My ugly insides were so obvious.

On top of that, you threw such a sweet word at me, that little girl.

... just the way it is.

I was outnumbered by her. [M]

I'm aware that I'm a cheap person, but I still have a minimum of pride as a human being.

The young lady gently trampled on my childishness in those words, completely ignoring the subtleties around there.

I am an untrue man. [M] That's why vulgar pride comes here to get in the way. It annoys me.

"... the fucking kid whispers cheap things"

... one tongue and I turn my back too.

Something's creeping up. This also separates the amulet period for that kid, it's been a long time since even Sister Alice's tail has been moffing and healing.

It's not going to be good. I don't have the gift of a girl. [M]

... you happy kid.

Fine, nasty in a perfectly full mood. If you think my heart is as beautiful as the characters in the stories you read, you're making a big mistake.

I will kill you one day, both in your body and in your heart. I'll drag you into the mud.

Including your sister, all demons, I'll beat you to hell.

So.

"Aren't we supposed to get along, Elle?"

With all these setbacks, my love won't screw up.

Remember, you demonic monster, Elektra.

Hmm.

... Uh, shit, shit, shit.

It's harsh. Just kidding. Shit.

I know those eyes. You pity me...?

He said he was making it up. He said he was making it up.

You're bluffing me...!

... Snakes pity confused humans.

What I think about is just my greed.

- I don't have time. A little more, a little more.

Electra's a good pawn, but she's moving a little too much.

- Nine... not if you're talking about losing. You're almost there, aren't you?

- It doesn't matter which way you fall, if you don't lose your emotions.