Labyrinth Restaurant

On the stage of a theatre boat going to heaven, the three of them who had finished their turn were staying in the night breeze and cooling their lit bodies.

The feed to the ground has already been cut off, and we'll just wait for the results of the review later. Most of all, it's just a formality about it.

"It's already autumn"

Lisa muttered to herself like that, not even the wacko of talking to someone.

Over the course of the past week, the signs of overheating have become thinner and thinner, and I remember the coolness more and more. Not to mention the uneven stage of a ship going up high, the wind that makes hippocampal noises and blows through it is so cold that it feels through the coolness. Fall will be over in a while, and a cold winter will be upon us.

"Good day, gentlemen. And congratulations."

I heard a clapping noise called Pachichi in the night breeze coming from the stage sleeve. The Lord of applause and voice is Cosmos, who watched the three sunny scenes behind the scenes. And what the "congratulations" praise shows is, of course, the reward of the victories of Alice and the others.

The judges, who had left it on the ground with the audience, contacted me (in nominal terms) that the results of the review were available. After telling him that, Cosmos said again,

"Congratulations"

And I sent a blessing.

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But to this point, the prescribed route. The real problem came from here.

"... Master Alice. Are you ready?

"………………"

Cosmos puts his face in his ear, but Alice can't even respond to the tension much. Until earlier, it was overwritten by another tension, but again, I guess I recognized the status quo correctly.

A confessional opportunity with a success rate of 100 percent, created by Cosmos dining so far.

Alice doesn't know all the circumstances behind it, but she understood that this was an unprecedented and never again opportune opportunity.

But because I understand it, my heart beats faster like an early bell, my breathing was rough and shallow, even though I was nervous on top of this.

"Do you have yesterday's paper?

In response to Cosmos' inquiry, Alice answered by squeezing the pieces of paper removed from the costume's hidden pockets and shaking her neck curly and vertically.

Oh, my God. If you give this tiny piece of paper to the Demon King, it's just that Alice's love pays off. What a shame about that, given the long struggles you've had so far.

"As a matter of fact, there will be a demon king here soon"

And just in case, Cosmos was calling the Demon King to this place after the finals. If it's on a flying theater boat, the Demon King will be able to come without difficulty.

Even though I would just give you a slice of paper, it was a measure because I was familiar with Alice's nature, for better or worse, that if I put time on Heta, Heckled Alice might convey her difficult wishes in a cosmos-free setting. Now on this occasion, we cannot be relieved without finalizing the results.

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"Congratulations, guys. Good luck."

And as planned, the Demon King came on stage just like the Cosmos script did. It seemed to jump from the ground to this point, but it was boarding with an appearance so quiet that I couldn't even hear the footsteps of the landing.

Since closing ceremony greetings are withheld after this, the Demon King is dressed the same way as he did at the opening ceremony.

Tong, and Cosmos gently pushed Alice's back, and Alice stood in front of the Demon King as she leaned down. Its footsteps are fluttering like sleepwalkers, and its face is so brightly stained with red that there is no more.

"... a demon king"

Alice squeezed so hard that the piece of paper in her hand sneezed, calling the Demon King with a trembling voice. Apparently, too many nodes of tension thirst for karakara and have difficulty speaking out.

But you don't have to be forced to speak up.

All you have to do is lift that hand just a few dozen centimeters and give it a piece of paper with the confession text on it.

"Wah, I... and I... eh"

"Alice?"

Alice felt as if her own hands had even turned into dead trees.

One thin slice of paper feels very heavy and is likely to get into the spot.

The Demon King also has a troubled face about how Alice isn't just every bit, but if it's worthwhile enough to be able to guess the sincerity there, this hasn't happened in the first place.

"Demon King, I... you... eh!

I already said my voice was hanging out that far.

I already said I'd just raise my arm a little bit.

Alice couldn't take the last step.

I regret my cowardice, pity, I fall to the floor with zero tears coming from the edge of my eyes, but I really couldn't take another step.

How many seconds, how many minutes have passed while in that state?

Cosmos, who was holding a sweat in his hand and watching Alice, soon noticed Lisa advancing next to Alice.

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Lisa was clearly aware that it was betrayal.

I even understood that I could still go back now.

But he shook off those strays and confronted the Demon King with his eyes directly in front of him.

"Demon King."

Lisa turned her gaze to Alice, who stood next to her once she cut her words there, and then she said it again to the Demon King.

"Marry, please"