Labyrinth Restaurant

Early morning not long after the sun began to rise.

Back when I refrained from the opening ceremony a few hours later.

"Dear Demon King, please greet me at the opening ceremony with a wack of..."

"Oh, it's my first ear?

"That would be so, because this is the first time I've told you so"

"Well, I guess I'll have no choice."

From the morning onwards, Cosmos covered the Demon King with unscrupulous brie. And the Demon King was the Demon King, answering while grinding rice for breakfast without breaking my usual pace.

"At first I was going to say hello..."

Initially, the steering committee chairman, Cosmos, was to address the opening meeting, but things have changed a little.

Though the event began with the thought of the Demon King, the labyrinth cities are now informally packed with heavy towns from all countries of the human world, swelling to unprecedented economic size.

Regardless of whether it was just an informal visitor, the great chambers of commerce to national government agencies and aristocratic royalty, the temples everywhere serving the goddess, etc. came with far more authority (haku) than originally envisaged because they didn't even ask for it, yet officially sent every pile of congratulations to the holding.

"And because of its poor nature, the amount doubled from late last night to this morning."

Last night, as the whole city flourished at the eve of the festival, envoys from various countries with letters of congratulation continued to press the public building containing the operational headquarters. I have to assume that there was some sort of behavior when the timing overlapped, even though it wasn't a wack that everyone was showing each other. Perhaps Hara will target the confusion of correspondence on the part of the demon world by multiplying the authority just before the event.

Besides, on the face of it, I firmly apologize for the fact that I was speeding up my itinerary in time for the event, but it was a late night visit, and I also brought my congratulations to the other party, so as an accepting party, I don't even go to the wacko to treat it unhindered.

Even if you don't want it to be a very tough event, if you get this much attention, you can't dress it if you tighten it.

Even though he practically threw round, it is inevitable that the Chief Officer will be seen as the Demon King beyond being held in the name of the Demon King. If you respond poorly, the demon world itself will be numbered.

"I'm not good enough."

Though the Chairman of the Steering Committee, Cosmos himself is externally just one anonymous individual.

If she were the real son of the Demon King, she might still have had a face as a nominee, but it is a subtle sen to consider her, the homunculus, as the edge of the Demon King by humans.

If Cosmos says hello as he originally planned, it's not necessarily that anyone intentionally misinterprets it as "lightened".

If "light and light" doesn't come in the pin, it may be easy to understand if you imagine that it was not the Prime Minister, the President or the royal family who greeted you as the representative of the host country, but just the town chairman, at a major international event like the Olympics. A group of athletes and an audience who came all the way from a foreign country won't feel happy about that either. It may seem like it won't, and it won't actually, but it's not a good problem to underestimate in this world, where we tend to weigh something more than the modern planet, named Fujiko.

Happy or unhappy, since the beginning of the interaction between the two worlds, there has been no opportunity for the Demon King to show his power publicly, and it is not strange that a fool (idiot) should come out about about time to take a sweet look at the Demon Realm side and think about carrying some sort of claim in favour of future deals.

"I may be worried, thank you"

"Yeah, I get it. I'll leave you to it, then."

I can barely tell by the looks of it, but Cosmos is about to sleep without a heart. I'm sure he was dealing with the messenger almost all night. The boulder girlfriend was also unexpected on this matter.

"You should sleep a little after breakfast."

For the first time in a long time, the Demon King sneered and grinned in the wind that he had tried his daughter (...) hard with a parental (...) look and then came up with a delightful prank.

"Let me give you a surprise greeting."