Labyrinth Restaurant

"Well, this is the inn."

"That's a pretty good room."

"Uhm, looks like a rich city as rumored"

Ten well-dressed people were happily talking. They seem to be highly identifiable people, as they seem, to observe from the appearance of the guards and servants watching them at a distance that they are not too close or too far apart.

"There would have been several liquor stores on the way here that looked good. Let's get you out of here."

"No, no, I hear the meals in this city are delicious. Let's eat before we drink."

"Oh, I'd love to enjoy shopping before then. I promised your friend I'd buy you a souvenir."

They were tourists who visited to coincide with the organisation of the festival. Similar tourists have been growing a lot for a while now, and the city is full of life even though they say it's in front of the production. Few other countries of high stature like them.

"Mmm, that's the royal family of country A. Ever since we met at his country dinner party before, let me say hello."

"Is that the former lord of the House of the Duke of Maub in Country Y. Your grandson seems to be with you."

Just now there are streets lined with some of the finest luxury inns in the labyrinth city, and countless royal marquis nobles from all over the country with their fingers on both hands, even if just looking lightly.

No matter how much you are in the middle of a journey of patience, if you do, you will not be in a wack not to say hello. Sometimes large businesses and marriages can be decided from the friendships that we have tied together on these occasions, so even though we say hello, we can't do it roughly.

There were ten of them. They, one speaking to an acquaintance or friend of another country, one took his offering for meals and shopping and went to roll it out to the city, and finally one girl was left with Potsung.

She is a chestnut-haired girl dressed in a pitch-black dress like a mourning, with a unique fashion sense of bandaging around her arm and covering one eye with an eyelid, even though she doesn't look particularly injured.

"Uh, wow, I...?

The girl was left alone in a strange city wandering around like a dick.

"Princess, will I see you, my brother?

"Oh yes... well, of course I remembered!

I seem to have remembered my purpose with the advice of a samurai who quietly refrained next door.

The girl made a huge decision pose on a round trip under the sky, then walked out early enough.

"Come on, let's go. Simon's waiting!

"Oh, princess, the road to the embassy is the opposite."

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"Simon, long time no see!

"Oh, sister, you look like you're in trouble."

Along the way, lost and tearful, the girl safely reached the embassy of country G where Simon is currently staying.

By the way, your samurai and the escorts who are hiding and protecting her naturally know the right way, but I wouldn't dare to tell you the wrong way unless you asked me to. Because that's more interesting. It was the same reason I didn't say anything about bizarre fashion or hobbies.

"Irina, we're out of time."

"Long time no see, Claude."

Girl, again Princess Irina is in a great mood to meet her cute little brother for the first time in months. I had a good exchange of letters, but I guess there's something emotional about actually seeing each other this way.

"Didn't you get a little bigger?

"Hmmm...... it wasn't, yes! I didn't. I encouraged sword training every day."

"It was worth wishing Simon well to the evil god who carries out destruction and chaos without fail every day."

"I don't want to think it's causal to my growth."

"Oh, it's not a public place, and I just need you to talk to me so I can talk about it, okay?

It's usually Simon who talks naturally and sounds great, but it seems to make him talk a little tough, trying to make himself look good to his beloved family. That's what we need to use in public, but there's no problem with shattered discourse if you're only in a situation.

"I'd like you to call me 'sister', if possible, not 'sister', as you used to."

"Mm... I don't know what that is, I can't because I can light it, it is. Do you want your father or your mother more than that?

Simon went off-topic about whether it was embarrassing when he called his sister "sister".

"Your father hasn't come, he seems busy at work. Only three of your mothers and seven of your brothers could come."

Simmons' father had five wives and twenty children, and only ten in total could come this time. With as important a position as my older brother and sister, or a tendency to already have their own family, all I've come on this trip is a relatively young, light-hearted brother and sister.

"If you were my father, it would have been hard for me to tell you that I was leaving to see Simon."

"Ha ha, joke about it. There's no way your father would do something irresponsible like that."

It was one of the most important things about the country that wasn't a joke or anything about it, but Simon thought it was a joke and flushed it gently. The superior princes, who were eventually cried out by ministers, worked together to beat the king in the head with a liquor bottle and stun him, gaining nothing by chaining him to the throne before regaining consciousness, but it was close to becoming a crisis of national survival. It may seem caseworthy in another sense, but the little thing before it matters, don't worry about it.

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"We're all staying at an inn called" The Singing Sheep Pavilion, "so I hope you'll come and see everyone later."

"Hmm," The Singing Sheep Pavilion, "right? But on the way down that street... yes, I get it"

For Simon, some of the labyrinth cities are already like his own garden (although this analogy may not be appropriate, as his home, the Royal Castle garden, is so vast that he can't grasp it apart from the dedicated gardeners). As soon as I heard the room number, I knew where it was.

"Should we go now, anyway?

"That's better. Something that everyone has already gone to play with. I don't think there's anyone left in the inn. So why don't we go out with me today?

"Yeah, that's fine...... but which one?

Behind Irina's brain came a bunch of shops dealing with clothes and accessories of her choice that she saw by the time she came to this place, but told her to shake off those temptations.

"Demon King."

"...?

"In this city, the Demon King is playing a restaurant, isn't he? As someone who lives in the darkness, you have to see it with these eyes!

The letter Simon sent to the country also, naturally, mentioned the Demon King's Restaurant. Irina, who read that, has always wondered.

"From now on, it's just time for him. So, sister, let's just say we come quickly."

"Yep!... if I asked, could I get a signature or something...?

"Mm, did you say something?

"No, it's nothing!

Thus, Simon and Irina's royal sisters and brothers were all set to head to the Demon King's Restaurant.