Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Sitting in a chair, I was on a meal break by myself.

Dinner was delicious for a while today. After all, my mother's mushroom gratin is the best. I'm stuck eating too much, and it's a problem when it comes to my stomach, but this fullness makes me feel unspeakably good again.

Everyone else is in the workshop. When Ray found out he was interested in building a sword, his father followed him clearly. We went to see Sasha and Mass together. It's been awhile, but there's no sign of it coming back. I hear laughter from time to time, so I guess I'm playing the story.

I heard things in the kitchen when I was blurring into the chair.

Is that your mother?

I decided to take a peek.

It was Misha who was inside.

"What are you doing?

Misha turned around and said with no expression.

"Gratin"

Thank you. The stone kiln seems to be on fire. I guess that means I'm making gratin.

That's odd that you just finished dinner earlier.

"What's wrong with this?

"I'm making"

"Is Misha here?

Kokuri, she nods.

"Anos' mother would be nice."

"Well, I'm not blaming you, why not?

Then Misha blinked twice.

"I was taught"

Speaking of which, Sasha and I were helping make a gratin when we were doing dinner support. You mean you taught me how to make it then?

"Practice making it by yourself"

I see.

"You wanted to practice gratin?

"Mmm."

"My mother's mushroom gratin tastes superb, to say the least."

Nod, says Misha.

"Anos's Love"

"... does that mean you're practicing because you like me?

Misha haunts. Only slightly, but it seemed illuminated.

"I like Anos's delightful face"

It's a cute thing to say.

"Glad to hear it."

That's what I told you, Misha narrowed her eyes.

"Anos is close to Sasha"

"Right."

Sasha exfoliates her emotions and says something Zukazuka. Two thousand years ago, there was no such distribution, so it's funny to stick around and this one gives a little bit out.

"What's wrong with that?

"Good things"

Misha peeks into my eyes.

"But I miss you a little"

"I see. Do you feel like they took my sister"

Misha opened her eyes slightly and shook her neck sideways as she shrugged.

"Taken, the other way around"

Misha's little fingertips gave me away.

"Me? To Sasha?

Slightly, Misha nods.

Then he turns his gaze upwards, claiming somethin ', not sometime.

"I became my friend first"

In a fine voice, she says.

"... but Sasha's better friends now..."

Unexpectedly, I spilled a laugh.

"Misha, but that's what you think."

She leans down and says in a small voice.

"... Yakimochi is not good..."

It looks like my emotions are irresistible.

It's not like Sasha's getting along better.

"Really?"

Just a little suspicious, staring at Misha and me.

"He just has a lot of mouth."

"... I am few..."

Misha's voice sinks slightly.

"That's the good thing about Misha"

When I say so, her cheeks loosen slightly.

"Really?"

"Oh, talking makes me feel calm"

Heh, and Misha haunts.

"Glad"

Hmm. Looks like we've solved a misunderstanding. More importantly.

"Ah."

When Misha opened the stone kiln as she noticed, she put the mittens in both hands and removed the gratin dish.

It smells delicious with white sauce and cheese.

"Done."

Misha happily put it on the table.

Bring a wooden spoon and dull the mushroom gratin. And when I breathed fu, fu, I ate puffy.

Did you do well, tasting the gratin, Misha nods with a snort.

"Delicious?

When asked, Misha turns with no expression.

And then again, spooning the gratin, he pointed it at me.

"Want some?"

"Oh, no. I ate a little bit earlier."

"......................................................................................."

Misha stares at the gratin she put on the spoon.

Somewhere, I think I'm lonely.

Speaking of which, you wanted to see my delightful face and practiced.

Then there's no way you're not eating, whether you're bloated or not.

"Hmm. But I think I'm just getting hungry. Can I have it?"

Then Misha smiled joyfully and nodded in a dull manner.

Bring the gratin on the spoon, fu, fu, cold, to my mouth.

"Yes."

and demands that Misha open her mouth.

…………

I'm not a baby, so I can eat it myself.

As I kept my mouth shut, she shrugged her neck off.

"... um..."

You thought you didn't communicate your intentions, and again, Misha asks you to open your mouth.

Well, fine. Do you want me to do whatever I want?

When I opened my mouth, Misha carried Gratin inside.

Eat it with momomogu. Um, excellent. I just taught it directly and it perfectly reproduces the taste of my mother's gratin.

"... how...?

"Excellent."

Heh heh, and Misha laughed out loud.

"Replacement?

"Let's get it."

Once again Misha carries Gratin in her mouth.

"... um..."

You think I won't open my mouth if I don't say so, Misha does the same and feeds me gratin.

My belly was swollen enough already, but in the end, I ate up a plate of gratin I made for practice.

"That was delicious. Misha's a good cook."

"... normal..."

She says as if it were just a little illuminating.

"Make it again"

"Don't push it. It's not like Misha and I aren't getting along."

Misha shuts up like she's in trouble.

"No?"

Apparently, you cared unnecessarily?

"If you want to make it, you're welcome."

"I like to make"

Speaking of which, you're good at magic.

"Then will you feed me again?

"Promise?"

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

I play dishes and spoons with my fingers. Magic activates. After a quick wash of the two, they were floated in the air and returned to the cupboard.

"Have you been to the workshop?

"Not yet."

Okay, let's go.

"Mmm."

Head to the workshop with Misha.

When I went inside, there was my mother. But nobody else seems to.

"What happened to the Rays?

Then, her mother raised her index finger and said softly.

If you look, Sasha wraps around the blanket right there, sleeping.

"Sasha, you look tired."

Speaking of which, you used quite a bit of magic in your squad-by-squad counter-examination.

"Ray, you went to the garden to tell me you were coming in the wind at night."

Mother whispers.

Garden. Let's go.

After the workshop, we went outside the house.

It's already sunset, but instead it's the rising moonlight, and it's not that dark around. Lights were also leaking from private houses because of the density of homes around here.

"But thank you for today"

From the garden of the house, I heard Mass.

Take a peek, she's sitting at the roots of a tree. Ray stood beside him.

"What are you talking about?

"Hehe, you invited me, didn't you? If Mr. Ray hadn't told me oh, I don't think Master Anos would have let me in the squad either, would he? So thank you for that."

Ray smiled thinly.

"That's not what I'm going to do."

"Oh, you're so sweet not to be grateful."

Smile and Mass laughs.

When those two line up, you just laugh.

"... I've never met anyone like Ray..."

"Like me?

"... you say that, I don't know, you don't care at all about being royal..."

Ray laughs soberly.

"I'm sure Necron's two are, too."

"Haha...... but it's still a little different, isn't it? I think Sasha and Misha knew a lot about the meaning of the royal family, and they were still under Anos's command."

"Do I look different?

"Right. Honestly, you don't seem interested in royalty, mixed blood, or the blood of your original ancestors themselves. Words are bad, but you feel like you don't care, do you?

Kusuka Ray spills a laugh.

"Maybe so. I told you, I don't like that kind of thing."

Ray took his gaze off Mass and stared far away.

"The truth is, I just want to think about the sword. How can I wave my sword faster? How will I be able to slash what I did not slash? Otherwise, it's a hundred million dollars."

"Is there some circumstance you can't just think about the sword?

In such a way as simple questions, Mass asks.

"There's a lot of things if you're alive. For example, you have to eat rice"

Puta Mass erupted.

"Ray's a pain in the ass, isn't he?"

"The roots are laid-back."

Ray turns his gaze to Mass again.

"So I'm not going to join the Unitarian. It doesn't mean the royal family is right."

"Oh, no, I didn't mean that"

Mass waved in panic.

Then I say it with a serious face.

"I thought, didn't I? Someone like Ray said we might be the ideals of unity. The royal family or not, at the time we're talking about it, we're already splitting the demon clan in two. It's such a pain in the ass, and I didn't care, because someone who could say that must be someone who doesn't discriminate in any way."

"I have trouble being lifted so much. If I say that, does Anos really seem to care more about anything?

"... Lady Anos..."

"I want to take charge of you, can't you see it in your cool eyes?

Mass sees Ray as surprised.

"You have to be honest with me."

Ray doesn't return words, he just returns Mass.

She distracted herself at first sight.

"... we have no other way than to believe in Anos, but we know that may not be a good thing for Anos..."

"I think so."

To Ray, who responded instantly, Mass peeks at his surprised face again.

"Whatever the Mass did, I don't think it would even have a slight effect on him."

Mass buried his face on his knees, as he had trouble replying.

"I'm not paying attention, I think it's true. Anos is not in that dimension, whether it's supposed to be used, bad or not. Covering him with a bucket of water won't happen to the ocean one wave at a time. That's about how he looks transcendent. Not to me."

"How can you be so sure if we just met?

Ray laughs refreshingly.

"It's just a thought. I don't like to think hard."

Ha-ha-ha. Mass laughed.

"I kind of feel a little easier"

"Can I ask you one thing, too?

Mass gives a strange look.

"Yes."

"Mr. Mass is a half spirit, half demon, right?

"Yep..."

"Don't you ever get sick?

Mass twisted his neck, like there was no verse to think of.

"Uh... that's about when you're a little sick, but you're basically always fine. How so?

Ray shuts his mouth for a moment.

That's how I said it with a rare and serious look.

"I heard that half spirits and half demons can't live long."

"Huh...?

"But to my knowledge, there are no half-spirited half-spirited demons who even use spiritual magic. Mr. Mass must be special."

"Yes, what is it? I don't know for myself..."

Ray reaches out to Mass.

"Shall we go back? My body cools."

"Oh, yes."

Take my hand, Mass stood up.

"But thank you so much for today. We're going to work hard to create a society where people like Ray can be normal."

That's what I said, and Mass got the look of a shitty face.

"Shh, excuse me. That's annoying, isn't it?"

"No."

Ray grins.

"I'm here for you. Because it's a generation of chaos because it's a royal family, and I'm honestly sick and tired of being pushed."

Mass looks happy and holds his fist all the time.

"I'll take care of it. I'll do my best to make sure Ray has a relaxing day."