"Sorry, I fought back because this guy's gonna make a good offense"
He seems to think Atal, who wasn't going to get his hands on him, apologizes to the child Fenrill and Caro as he scratches his own head at first sight.
"I'm already dealing with children, so please be careful. That's right, we've got a name!
"Really!?
To the words the son Fenrill blew his earlier pain somewhere, and he jumped happily that his name had been decided.
"So, what's your name?
"Hey, what the hell!?
Caro answers with a slightly embarrassing look when asked by two of them, Atal, who looks intrigued, and Fenrill, a kid who thrills to shake his tail.
"... Balkias, what do you think?
"Balkias......"
"Balkias......"
Atal and son Fenrir whine to bite off the name Caro gave them.
"Oh, you know, can't you? If not, give me a different name..."
'Yeah, nice!
"Oh, isn't that nice? It's a little long, so what's your real name, Balkias, a.k.a. Bal?
The reason I didn't get a response was because I was soaked in emotion that the child Fenrir, Balkias and Atar, was a good name.
"What, eh?
"Bal Like! Yeah, call me Bal!
It was even decided between Atal and Balkias nicknames while Caro was bewildered. From the excitement or Balkias' tail bump has reached its climax.
"Bal!"
'Yes!'
The two are roughly uplifting Caro.
"What, uh... Mr. Bal?
I'll also try to call Caro a scary name if he can't leave me.
'Yes!'
"~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
Then Caro fell into an indescribable sensation in Balkias, who looked back with joy and replied, hugging his body in a giggle.
"Dear Caro..."
With gentle and soft warmth, Bal narrowed his eyes and left his body with Caro.
"Mr. Bal, let's stick together. Ugh."
Both Caro and Balkias seemed to feel sympathetic to each other because they were losing their blood-connected families.
The two stayed put for a while, but Caro leaves in a hurry when he realizes Atal is watching the whole time.
"Good for you, Caro."
Atal also didn't have a blood connected family in this world, but he still didn't die, so he couldn't really understand the feeling between the two of them in the bottom of his heart.
I was therefore congratulating them on finding someone who could understand each other.
"Yes, thank you. Thank you."
Having met him and felt he was being given all sorts of things, Caro wipes the tears of his eyes.
'I'm glad Bal is too. I'm glad!
Bal hastily re-worded when he realized that the polite language had fallen out at some point. I guess I'm trying my best not to be rude to Bal.
"Bal, you don't have to talk the way you normally do."
"Really! Are you sure? is it? '
But it's still hard not to get used to it, and the fact that permission was granted made it loose halfway, but Balkias still scratches Caro's complexion. Because I properly understand that my husband, she, is the top priority.
"Master Atal says it's good, so it's fine. Don't worry, mine was originally this way of talking."
"Yeah! Yay! - Dear Atal, Regards, Caro!
"Oh, yeah, it doesn't change how you behave.... okay, nice to meet you."
Atar, who gave up all sorts of things, hands out and shakes hands with Balkias.
"Okay, you're going to be strong enough to beat Master Atal -!
"Ha, good luck because I'm way ahead of you when you can beat me now"
Atal looked smiling at Balkias, whom he felt sorry for.
You can't lose!
"Let's hang in there together. Ugh!
I was tempted to try my best to play the part of Atal, too, Caro smiling happily.
"So, I wonder what's going on. Bal's voice is going to be heard by me and Carol as well as the rest of them. Normal demons don't talk, so you'll be seen with strange eyes."
"Oh, right...... But I also have trouble not communicating..."
Balkias, who tilted his neck with Kyoton when they were both worried about what to do, presents a solution.
"Well, then you can just send a voice to the two of us, right?
The words now were not two ears, but were sent directly into the brain.
"Heh, can Bal use telepathy? This guy's handy."
"Yes, how's that one now?
Atal reacted to such a degree because he knew something similar, but Caro is baffled because it was his first experience.
"Um, I don't know, but my mother told me before that I could do this."
"I see, you remembered acquired... if so"
Atal closes his eyes softly as if he came up with something and concentrates his magic.
"Dear Atal?
Caro calls out worried about what's going on, but his voice doesn't come back from Atal.
"Caro."
Instead, it was the voice sent into my brain, just like Balkias earlier.
"What! Dear Atal!?
Caro speaks out in surprise at the sound of Atal calling himself in his head.
"Caro, did you get my voice?
"Yes! How did you do that?
Tell them that their voices have arrived properly, and ask questions.
"Um, I don't know how Bal is sending his voice, but what I did was apply magic. Concentrate your magic first. Then you put the word on that magic and send it to a designated opponent. Where I was, it's a magical alternative to what they call psychic powers."
Atal explains what he did as he shares his own image.
"Uh, here's the thing...?
I managed to do it myself. Caro will try to interpret the Atal way for himself.
"Mmmmmm."
And I'm desperately trying to send a voice to Atal with my eyes shut and roaring all the time.
"Ha-ha-ha... Dear Atal, how was it? Did you get your voice?
It was Caro asking questions with her eyes open and her breath disturbed, but Atal shook his neck sideways against it.
"Unfortunately, you didn't speak. It was easy for me to imagine something close, but it might be a little hard for Carol not to know that."
Earlier Atal imagined the phone. Speak up, it reaches a far away opponent on the phone line. I was applying it to magic.
However, the call was difficult for Caro to explain himself because it was something he did not know.
"Uh, can't you see how I do it? When I first used this, I imagined words as balls and throwing them at my mother."
Having received such advice, Caro began practicing sending his voice again.