Labyrinth Restaurant

"Ugh, then, Demon King, I won't hesitate to take it, will I?

"Yeah, go ahead"

Demon King Castle, the administrative centre of the demonic world.

Among them, the Demon King and the Chef spoke soothingly in a treasure trove where there was usually no one very close. The chef is pushing a larger trolley, on top of which there are a number of wooden crates unmade, loaded like mountains.

"Nevertheless, chef. All those demon swords. So many. What are you gonna do?

"It's a knife or pot to rebuild or crush. Magic demon swords and demon swords can be good ingredients."

The right of the winner exercised by the chef who won the recent culinary tournament led the Demon King to provide rootstocks such as the Demon Sword Demon Knife, which he personally owned or slept in the treasure trove as a public good.

There are demon swords inside that are worth enough for a mansion to be built in one swing, or a mixture of black swords that can slash anything that the Demon King has always used before he came to the demon kingdom, but rights are rights. Nor is the Demon King going to speak out for use.

Besides, it's usually just figurines with little use anyway, and I'm pretty sure it's better to rework it and use it as a knife or pan to make the most of it.

There are numerous uses, such as cutting chunks of meat with a knife made from a fiery demon sword, that's all you need for meat tatataki, stirring fruit juice in a pot stained with the magic of ice, and sherbet, covering ingredients with the magic of the wind to keep them fresh.

Well, I guess it's time to go home.

"Oh, that's already the time? Oh, yeah, I heard, congratulations on your engagement. Nice to meet you, too."

"Yeah, thanks, Chef. See you later."

Thus, the Demon King, who had only done his errands, returned to a restaurant in the basement of the labyrinth city, which is his current home and work place.

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When the Demon King returned to the restaurant, he stripped his white eyes and discovered Simon falling on the floor.

Next to it was Irina, the sister princess, who passed through him in a hurry with Alice, and further next to him was Irina, who stood in a hurry with Oro, and finally Claude, the old butler, who always looked calm in the street behind him.

"Uh... what's going on?

"Ah, demon king. I'm not sure, but when I talked to the Demon King about my engagement, Simon suddenly collapsed."

Yes, the poor Simon boy was suddenly in a state of self-loss in the wake of the fact that he had been heartbroken at some point in his absence.

"Well, call a doctor..."

But just before the Demon King tried to get a doctor to run alone, Claude, who was waiting behind him, stopped "No, it won't extend to that," he said.

"Well, this is also an experience. You will recover naturally in a while. You've studied well for a young man."

"Oh, really?

The Demon King and Alice and also Irina remained unsure, but with Claude flat knowing more deeply about Simon than anyone else on this scene, I exhaled in relief by deciding that there seemed to be no danger for now.

Or even if the Devil King and Alice, who are the culprits of this situation, care less, Simon will just enter the spiritual damage of the pursuit.

"A... it's Alice..."

"Oh, are you okay"

Simon, who was burning up white like some fistfighter (boxer) from somewhere, barely regained consciousness because of the noise around him and somehow told Alice just one word.

"... be happy... guff"

Simon, who had finished saying it with a tiny mosquito squeaking voice, managed to squeeze just one word of it, had returned to a bland ash-like state of self-loss once again.

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"So I came to say goodbye today."

Irina, who put Simon to sleep in an empty bench and regained her composure for now, got to the point.

Well, it's not a serious story to say goodbye.

Originally Irina and other families (other than Simon, who stayed in the name of studying abroad, and his brother, who is on assignment as ambassador) were just coming on a trip to the Visiting Mountains.

It's been a few days since the festival, which is the main purpose, and I still enjoyed shopping, sightseeing, etc. every day, but considering I've been staying for nearly half a month now, it would be long enough for a trip for entertainment purposes.

"Because of this, I wanted to go to the demon world, but I'll look forward to the next opportunity."

During the week of the festival, deregulation of traffic and market transactions between the world was taking place and responses were being exchanged as soon as possible, especially in the wake of the fact that no major problems had arisen.

First, the city of Gateway, previously only allowed to operate from sunrise until noon, is now open until sundown.

At the same time, it has begun issuing permits to enter the world on both sides, to allow passage from the human world to the demonic world or from the demonic world to the human world and freedom of movement within a certain range.

Thanks to this, even after the festival, there is a glimpse of the Demon Nation within the Labyrinth City, and conversely, there are a few humans entering the cities on the Demon Side. Thanks to our getting used to each other over the course of last week, so far we don't seem to have any particular trouble.

Well, if you're strong enough to name a problem, the issue of the permit itself ends as soon as you check your identity and your priors and you don't have a problem, but in any case, there are so many applicants who want to apply that the issue can't keep up, and they're in a thin state at the moment.

Since we cannot push or buy or sell by means of financial power or power, every day a large number of people, regardless of their status, have been in line in front of the public building since the early morning. Falsification of personal information, like so-called drivers' licenses and passports, is a crime, so it has to be applied directly by the person.

It is a cumbersome system, but this form was adopted to avoid possible anticipated problems such as trafficking or robbery or identity fraud. It will all settle down, but it won't be impossible for Irina to give up going to the demonic world this time either.

Besides,

"Simon thought it was time to take him home once, and I thought I'd take him home..."

Even though he is studying abroad to spread the word, Simon is only a six-year-old boy.

Sometimes if you're an adult, you'll leave your hometown for years for work and study, but it's not a very good thing that a child like him stays away from his parents all the time.

Once I get back to the country with my family here to feed my English, I just need to resume my studies in a while... and until just now, Simon himself thought so.

"At this rate, I'd say we're not going back to this city."

Claude shrugged her shoulders and sighed as she looked at Simon, who remained blankly burned out. In the first place, the big part is that Simon decided to study in this city because Alice was there.

He's a solid boy for his age, but he really lacks life experience to shed the shock of a broken heart. Eventually, even if you want to get back on your feet, it's a delicate place to leave the city once and then try to visit again.

"That's a shame. We could have gotten along..."

Alice, one of the culprits, said with sincere regret.

It hadn't reached Simon's ear, which was sweet and spiritually half-lived, but if he had heard it, he might have made even more of a decision about the wound. In this case, it is extra malicious just for unconscious minutes.

Alice should know something very well about the cruelty of bluntness through various hands-on experiences, but she doesn't seem to have reached that point because her problems, which she has been worried about for years, have generally been solved, or because she is different from others at will. Well, before that, it's out of the question at a time when Simon has no idea what kind of fondness for her is.

"By the way, when did you leave?

"It's early tomorrow morning. If you leave early, you'll be able to reach the street lodging in the evening."

Irina answered the question of the original killer, the two demon kings.

Originally, it took a few days on foot from the labyrinth, which was the city's predecessor, to the nearest city, but now merchants who were brilliant at business opportunities opened several lodgings along the streets and thrived quite a bit.

Even when it comes to accommodation, it's just qualitative now that there are still small lodgings and paid water and (kamadu), but if the traffic continues to grow on the streets like this, eventually the day may come to scale and become a splendid lodging district.

The carriages that Irina and the others have ridden have been made so luxurious that they can live on their own (and yet there are many of them), but if they still have access to a well-maintained accommodation, such as a water field or a canteen, the burden (of servants) will be reduced, and they will be able to send a comfortable journey.

"Well, shall we go drop him off tomorrow"

"I'm gonna miss you."

The two culprits who dropped off their guests, not even knowing why Simon ended up here, unfortunately began consulting on the handicrafts they would give tomorrow.