Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

That evening was a lot busier and more fun than yesterday.

Well, so will that. It was after a long journey, so yesterday the man just fell asleep.

But not today.

A considerate man and Bernie made a fuss over some of the products, or red wines from Panagium, or the suggestive tart found out and ate the big eyeballs.

Although, I also liked tarts, so I only took a sip of wine and was returning my palm.

I can't help it anymore, you guys.

"Look, Jog, I didn't admit we were still living together...? I'll sleep in that house again tonight! You got it. Huh!?

Well that was good......

It was also inevitable that a drunken tart would be entangled in a jog.

"Oh, my sister-in-law... then yum, sleep over here -"

"Who's your sister-in-law? Say!!

"Hi-hi?! Oh, don't be mad at me..."

"And who's gonna protect Liseri without you?" Ha... well, there's a lot of stories to be talked about, slow down, all night long, shouldn't we?!

She's a scary woman. He put up that redhead that burned and pointed his gaze at the orcs of the close-range jog, which he couldn't possibly call friendly.

"Ha, help me, oh, no, it's Bernie...!?

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

That seems to spark Bernie.

As Jog escapes into Bernie's back, Tart's scary eyes will now capture Bernie. Yeah, even if you try to remember it well.

"I was! Anta, how dare you fool me before this!!

It's a story that could jump on me, too.

Instead of direct, the musician cat human decided to stop just stealing at the stream.

"You said it was a warehouse before, and yet, what, it's our sister and boar man's new home!! Explain it properly!!

"See, this is what happened... Hey, Tart, come on, you, sister. Get away from me. Liseri likes jogs, compassion, disturbance."

Sometimes honesty doesn't necessarily make it an appropriate response.

It was better to follow the steps, even if it was a hassle, especially for people like Tart who could easily get blood on their heads.

"Oh, Bernie, oh, hi, in public, hey, hey, what are you talking about?!

"Well, sympathy, love... then, Mr. Barney... ugh"

But it's really noisy. Still, the cat human concentrated on playing.

The spread five senses transform me into the dining room itself, picking up all the sounds there is.

Plus the kid who likes music, that Paul and his wife, Xyreel, is still quietly listening to me, so stopping playing was in itself impeccable.

Neither would Ispa, who taught me music, have expected that busty cat human to live for more than 300 years and play music for humans.

But if you were a Daoist and an Ispa who was a lazy Demon King understander, you would definitely laugh and forgive me.

Because he was, to my knowledge, the most graceful and discerning of all the demonic nobles of history...

"Heh... are you saying it's all because of me? Ha, the fact that you lied to me won't go away. Okay, Barney! You're always lying!!

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry you lied!

"What a way to put it, isn't that a good amount of nerve! How about a little sincerity!

"I apologized! Besides, I just wanted to support both of you, so I built a house, what's wrong with that! Let Jog and Liseri be happy in my built house, thats how I enjoy it here now!!

I was sighing small as I played the strings of the harp.

In the end, this is a farce, too.

Barney and Tart say something to each other every time they face each other.

I actually don't care what the details are for the two of you.

"Ha, you reopened!? You always do, and you go all the way on your own!

"Ugh, if I told you, I'd disagree! So you just didn't tell me! This is what I wanted to do!

But that's right, I seem to have bought out the hiccups of those who want to concentrate on music.

Feel the atmosphere, or the young head of the man takes his seat and comes in front of the tart. He's the tough guy who said he was that former adventurer.

"Sister, it's easy to understand how you feel... but let's keep it that way. Bernie, don't you dare lay eyes on my sister, too. I know it's been a long time since I've seen you... but that's just weird."

I put my hand on Tart's shoulder and then slapped him on the back with that hand to calm him down.

You must be used to handling it.

"It's finally quiet. Now you can enjoy your big senior song."

Clay was mixing with the men and licking the wine they put on the plate.

He seemed to know where to put it on booze, and he was in a good mood to mock their men...

"Huhuhuhuhu... I mean, they just fit. Oh, yeah, Kishiri-kun."

"Ha, ha, what is it? Good, ah... uh, that, alsus,"

Meanwhile, Xyreel and Halcyon were next door with the rest of the meal.

Xyreel is just one human being in here to find out who Princess Halcyon is.

Neither would he have expected that he was playing the false knight Alstromeria with the clothes he lent then.

"Dude, it's the same fellow knight, isn't it? There's no point in being out here. Stop being so mean to me."

"Yes...... But, um... you're more alive than I thought..."

I'm just the one who can't act disrespectful.

On the contrary, it was also one of the lights for xyreels today.

If you defeat Sarathar the Evil King, you will need the presence of Princess Halcyon.

That script is nothing short of my expectations. I don't care about the outside anymore.

"Quixi-kun, let's see, I'm the nature of the man."

"Are you talking about Senior Barney...?

"That's right. Look, sometimes I'm fine and I lie to people, and yeah, I do it and I don't get angry or reflect, on the contrary, I reopen it.... Besides, I said this to me, let's take him to the showtime, Ars. Oh my..."

Yes, not a good word to say to your master's daughter.

That's right. I went on the scale too and made a mistake, stopping the performance once and for all.

"Become... What are you doing, Senior Barney... who are you talking about? Oh, no..."

"I was told that for the first time in my life..."

The former princess just threw up a secret gucci at someone who would understand.

But Patia came before me, anticipating that the performance had stopped.

"Cat, this is a lot. Hello, Patia."

"That's a good idea. Let's take a look at the arrangement."

"Yeah! But if you're wrong, don't be shy, okay?

"Okay. I'll take care of it."

"Let me!

When I go down the chair, Patia sits there without a harp.

Because if you sit down, you know your favorite cat will hand you what you need.

"Come on!

But, you know, that was weird again.

When Patia started playing the harp, Bernie and Tart stopped fighting and watched Patia side by side.

Patia's harp still sucks. I remember much worse than I used to.

But is that talent? The melody, though connected, somehow has the power to attract people.

"Well... what, I'm sorry, fool you. Apologize properly there, forgive me..."

"Hmm... you finally apologized sincerely. Then I'll think about it for you. Your opinion..."

Is it because of this quality that the Demon King chose this child?

My daughter is loved from both species as a bridge connecting the devil to man.

"You can also see that the cat human one changes. If I had a daughter like that, I might still be a serious knight. Maybe it was a mistake not to properly look for my wife..."

I've also met Patia and changed.

I was only a moderate stopover and had given up coexistence with man.

Sooner or later the day will come when man and the devil will never contend for total power.

Now that the Lazy Demon King has been lost, that can no longer be stopped.

"You...... Then why didn't you get married..."

Barney's eyes. I'll look at the tart, knowing it might be you too.

In a way, these two should have gone late. Maybe they went late.

"In the end, I'm a civilian. There was no nobleman who thought I was going to marry my daughter, or take a civilian daughter-in-law... It's like a civilian taking over Goliath's house. The mess was complicated, my position is..."

"What, was that such a boring reason... I don't know about you... No, it's nothing..."

That glitch doesn't make sense here either.

You dumped the knight, so isn't it time to think about it, Barney?

Okay, then come here. Don't build a boat. Let's figure out what he needs in his house.

"Hey, how do you know about the ship... Oh, I can't help it anymore, you little sister idiot..."

At the end of one of Patia's songs I kneel down next to that chair with the flute in my hand.

Then together, they played old music that remained in my memory.

A famous song written by the Demon King and made me play, the daughter of the sun.