Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

"Sir, would you like some tea for today?

The mansion of Ivaris, in its office.

By the time the clock needle pointed to 3 p.m., Satti quietly asked.

These days, the city of Ivaris has also seen one public utility paragraph, or the number of documents that must be judged is decreasing. Just a few more pieces left today, enough to make me miss that pile of paperwork from time to time when I was just beginning to rule.

By the time the afternoon tea time comes, enough to set a line on work this way.

"Right............... I'll have something from Ivaris, please"

"Yes, sir."

Nodding deeply, Satti left the room without standing one footstep.

Dropping her off at the kitchen, she smells sweet through the open door. I'm sure he had cookies planted in the oven to bake at this hour. All the sweets Sati makes are delicious, but especially the cookies are great. Compared to the best confectioners in Ivaris, it will be made without any faint colour. I'm looking forward to talking about it now, and unexpectedly it becomes a yawning surface.

I looked over at the only documents I had left and waited for the tea and cookies to be brought.

Less than 10 minutes later, the clock on the wall sounds Orgol. At the same time, Satti showed up pressing a cart filled with teapots filled with tea and warmed cups, as well as freshly baked cookies.

The work cleaned up table instantly transforms into what tee time deserves.

Aromatic aroma of tea and the smell of butter drifting from cookies. It's a bewildering sight to drink a saliva by accident.

One mouthful of cookies as Satie watches pour tea into the cup. Then the sweetness spread all over my mouth and I almost choked back at the scent of butter coming out of my nose. The cookies were so delicious that I didn't feel comfortable swallowing them immediately.

The slight bitterness seems to reset the sweetness in your mouth when you even include tea in your mouth, and you want to feel the sweetness of cookies again soon. The combination with coffee is hard to throw away, but the combination of tea and cookies was truly demonic and had the charm to be eaten indefinitely if time allowed.

"Yeah, delicious. Didn't you raise your arm again? Sati."

"Really? I'm glad you said that."

Satti bowed carefully, smiling back at him.

In tee time, Satie is the best person. I guarantee that. Nothing would match cookies and tea better than her. Like wine, I tend to cheek cookies whilst loosening my cheeks to the aroma.

"Phew."

"? What's up, Satie"

"No, your husband seemed very busy until the other day - so I was glad to see him take his time."

"Right. Until just a few weeks ago, I was so busy I couldn't breathe."

In retrospect, I feel like a long time ago.

Until just a little while ago, I had embarked on a major cause since the beginning of the Demon King's Army. Relocation of Demon King Castle. Transfer. He had an unprecedented business of transferring the residence of the Demon King from Dborberg to Azchi. It was the Dwarves and the Giants who actually carried out the construction, but me and Lutrala, who were entrusted with the general command, also had to shake their heads sideways if they asked if they were free.

In addition, the battle against the Alliance of Kings was a good one.

In terms of results alone, I managed to succeed in withdrawing the King's Alliance once and for all - but it was undoubtedly a total battle of strength, and it is honest that the wounds have not yet healed.

Fortunately, this one has also succeeded in punching a big hole in the enemy forces, and is expected to remain in a state of sight and antagonism for a while? We can't be alarmed, but it seems that now is the time to rest each other's armies.

In fact, war isn't fighting all the time at 46: 00. In the world of previous life, there was literally a war that lasted for 100 years: the Hundred Years War. But it's also a substitute for the repeated battles and truces that have lasted 100 years at last. The wars between humans and demons are similar.

"But now, though it is between the bonds, it is at once peaceful. Sometimes I have to stretch my wings."

"? Does your husband have wings just like the Demon King?

"That's not what I meant by stretching my feathers. It's an idiom for breathing."

"Oh, you did...... excuse me"

Satie, who turns away to be ashamed, will surely be blushing enough to turn bright red to her ears. It's a smile.

"Satie, you can take a breath once in a while, too, okay? I'll leave you all alone during the war. Sometimes it's important to be thoughtful and have time to do what you want."

"Because I am your husband's maid… what I want to do doesn't really pin me down"

"Something, nothing fun or anything? You know, when you're doing this, your mind's at ease, you're groaning."

"Hmmm...... ah! It's a lot of fun when I'm cooking meals for your husband. It feels like a fluffy heart."

"Right."

I guess this girl is the maid of the roots. The type of person who feels more fulfilled in doing things for others than himself.

I don't think that's bad, but as an employer, I feel spared wishing I were more patient.

"Then why don't you cook something that takes time to make? Right............... like curry or something"

"Curry? What kind of dish is curry?

"Oh, you don't know. That's right... it's a thick sauce flavored with a few spices. Eat on rice or bread. It features a brown color and a spicy flavour."

"You have such a dish. What exactly are spices?

"Uhm... it would be easiest to understand if I had ready-made curry powder. You did put in some kind of corn, turmeric, saffron, clove, and nutmeg. Well, we don't have the ingredients. Taste, color, and spiciness can be anything you want to formulate. Combine the powder with the bouillon and simmer. I like potatoes, carrots, onions and meat."

"Curry flour...... you mean flour for curry only. Does the fact that the ingredients are anything mean that I can also make the original curry?

"Right. Sati, is that the original curry? I'd love to try it."

"Okay! I will definitely try to create a curry that fits your husband's mouth, this Satie!

"... you don't have to stick around like that, do you? I'm only breathing."

Though I've tried to tell you, Sati hasn't heard it as if. He's totally full of heads already, by making his own original curry.

But honestly, I'm looking forward to it.

Satti's culinary arm is still no less pale than that of the chefs at the best restaurants in Ivaris. That's how Satie makes her own curry from scratch. There's also a way to get excited. From the point of view of the fact that the previous life was Japanese, it still tastes like home when it comes to curry. I haven't eaten in a long time and I can't wait very long.

- That's what we were talking about, the next moment.

The space in front of the desk was suddenly distorted.

"Oh, stay back, Satie"

And he gave instructions, and stood up, taking the staff of the serpent in his hand, which he had left standing at his desk.

This distortion of space is due to the magic of Transfer.