Instant Messiah

Left the spot with Chris twisting his neck with his arms around him.

It's time to get to her bed makeup.

If you put your hand on the cloth of the canopy, you can see the bear sitting on her bed unchanged.

As my crushed eyes stared at me, Cheng Cheng, I felt all the rage of saying that I was Chris' best understander.

But Lord Bear, you are a stuffed animal. That's not true of anyone who's as deeply connected to her as I am. Bonkers just stuffed with cotton, you won't be able to satisfy her.

At least I put it back on my groin and put it back on, and I let it go under my bed unconsciously as I escaped Chris' eyes.

Evil has left. Put on your Wilson-like love and put it back on.

I waved back to Chris with satisfaction and said that I was ready for bed. [M]

"Mmm... right. That's it for today?"

That's what Chris said. He sat down in bed.

I am not on duty, but I am not going to sleep with that clothing, which is a little neat to say sleeping rolls.

I speak to her again, based on absolutely natural judgment. [M]

"We will only summon you."

"Mm-hmm. Call Selfie."

"Huh?"

"Hmm?"

"... Huh?

"... what are you doing. Don't call me sooner, or I'll be sleepy."

"… we will only summon you!

"Hey, fool, don't put your hands on your clothes. It's disrespectful"

"Come on, look, don't be too hard on me."

"Oh, don't... don't!...... Yikes! Don't do it!

"Fine. Because I know. Count the stains on the ceiling, 'cause it'll be over soon. There you go."

"Oh, no, no, Mr. Bear is watching"

"He's gone into hiding, just the two of us here."

After a tenderness, he was kicked in the face where he succeeded in pushing it down.

"Ko, you idiot! You think the rest will be flushed with those words, you bastard!

"What is it, Master Chris? Let people expect it. I wonder if that's an invitation to stay with us all the time."

"Ki, expectations? Fools on top of each other, give yourself up, mountain monkeys!

"... you'll do the best you can with your sisters."

"You didn't even get your hands on Elle!?

"Unfortunately, not a single finger"

It's not like I didn't touch it, but I couldn't get it in.

"... it seemed right to isolate you"

Chris whispers and squeals.

In the meantime, I still got kicked, so I honestly called in Mr. Selfi.

In the end, she was not even given a blanket as a punishment, and it was a carriage that revealed the night in front of her bunk without a scratch.

Regardless, my word that it could be a pillow instead of a bear was futile, and that bear-lord was to return to his bed.

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"Good Morning"

"Mmm..."

It's something I already know from the experience of taking care of sleeping once, but it's Chris who is not sleeping as well as I thought.

But I still know I'm here this time, so I didn't call Mr. Selfie, and I had a life, and I decided to follow it honestly. Not funny at all. Even though it would be better for me to expose myself to more embarrassment, all my hoarding would go down. He is an unconcerned demon king.

Let's treat him like a baby for a while. Don't let the person find out, of course.

"Good morning, Serfi. Your Majesty wants to take care of you. Prepare your shabu-shabu."

…………

After a quiet thank you, bow this one too.

As always, she behaves like a stand-up with no gaps. It's called a slightly hidden forehead, it's called a selfish body wrapped in tuxedos, you're like a chunk of fetish.

She is usually very active in this Demon King's Castle. Not only cooking, but also cleaning, laundry and other chores, taking on a summary of backside work in one hand. It's gonna be tough. A lot of workers who don't even make that look like yawns are places to admire. I can also snort that there is a hidden fan club in the castle.

It's every time I see her in the castle looking at her busty ass as she leaves like that, but for some reason she remains standing on the spot.

Go quickly, I can't even say, stare at her with a blurry view of this one.

What the hell is wrong with you? Do you have time for me during the busy hours of the morning?

I can't wait to be honest, so I'll have to throw the word again.

"What's up? Can I help you?

…………

When I spoke that way, I kept my mouth shut and pointed my finger at this one all the time, not even my usual whisper.

If the other person does it, it would be a rude trick, but when she does it, it's elegant. This may be my eye, and the people of this castle may not be able to bring together the care that should be used for me in the first place, but I can't read which way the intention is. Could it be something on your face? I should have washed it properly.

It doesn't seem like it's got anything on it, especially if you stroke your face. I twist my neck unintentionally.

Keep your face close to me like that (smelled amazing good) and she shrugged.

"... okay?

"To?"

"Stay like this, okay? Aren't we running out of time?

That's all I said, she walked into Stasta's and Chris's room.

I thought you were a strange person, but you always get more today, Mysterious.

... even on it.

The moment I heard her voice, I felt like I had been put ice in my spine.

Mr. Selfie is always whispering, so he didn't notice because of the critical volume of voices he heard or didn't hear, but that guy's voice, a little, is allergic.

Poison, that one.

... Mr. Selfie's voice is low because she's a lighter. Because that was the common perception in the castle, I had accepted it naturally, too, but maybe it's not true.

That voice is poison. It's not very good for organisms. And she's aware of that.

Was a vampire such a monster?

... but it's her dialogue that bothers me more than that.

……

…………

Fair enough.

It doesn't change what I do now. [M]

Whatever she knows about me, it doesn't matter.

Even if Mr. Selfi was guessing something and it was passed on to Chris. The mere fact that Chris hasn't killed me right now is too much.

Come on, let's get Chris' place ready. That's what I do now.