Maouyome

"Don't believe me! I can't believe it!

The Demon King was Maori.

... what is that!?

My head is confused.

The world revolves around both vision and consciousness.

That way, that way, that way, that way.

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... Who is Mr. Maori?

No, it's my childhood.

No, it's not.... which one.

He fell off the hook with his lower body rounded out.

The one who deserted me and ran away.

I told you it was half a piece, but I ate more sugar candy than I did.

I made flower grass crowns for my sister Lululi and Lolola, but they didn't for me, and when I asked him, he shimmered.

The Demon King,... Maori?

That Maori......, Demon King?

Um, his face was as neat as a doll, but he was arrogant, unscrupulous and always busy, and he was losing and crying when he came up with something to fight against one younger cunt, that Maori?

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Lies,... right.

Tears seep out of my face.

What part of this tear has seeped out of the emotions that are so confusing?

The demon king removed his mask in front of him.

I never took it off at any time before.

In front of me, he showed me his face.

I was a little anxious to marry her without even knowing her face like this, so that made me a little happy part of it...

The face, the way I saw it then, was intact.

I saw it on a date one day, to a grown Maori, looking exactly like that......

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I mean,... are you Maori?

... really?

"... really really, Maori,... what is it?

"... oh"

To the trembling voice, a short affirmation returns.

I don't know, memories abound.

"I was peeing till I was seven, is that Maori?

"... six years old"

"Tooth chipped with dried jiji fruit"

"... I didn't miss it, I lost it"

"I dug a hole to catch a pig, I dug too much, I couldn't get out of the hole and I was crying."

"... you remembered it well, it"

"Think of it as dried meat and put on a leather belt for horse equipment..."

"Hey, you got it. There's more! Why do you keep remembering that? You're harassing me! You're bullying me. Absolutely!

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Maori.

Really, really,... it's Maori.

Really, really, really, really, it's Maori.

That day, he suddenly disappeared.

I missed you, I missed you, I missed you, dear childhood tame,... it's Maori.

Happy or regrettable, something unexplained keeps coming up, overflowing from my eyes and telling my cheeks.

I make a fist grip and desperately hold the head of my nose as it gets hot.... Otherwise it's going to overflow through my nose. Or desperately hide that it's overflowing.

"Brrr! I'm not going to tell you!

... How many words is this?

"... sorry"

I'm sorry, Maori looks out of sight.

It makes me think I've grown up a lot, even though I've left my old shadow somewhere. She looked prettier like a girl. I feel more manly, slightly more colorful.

... You've changed.

I don't know, I've grown up on my own.

Maori I don't know.

I know,...... Maori.

"How much..., how much I've lost!

...... yuck. My nose gets clogged.

"... sorry"

"Oh no! I don't think so!

"... sorry"

I'm ashamed of my messed up face with tears and runny nose, and I brutally wipe it with my cuffs.

Wipe it or not, it will overflow later and won't stop, so keep wiping it over and over until it stops, whimpering.

While he kept wiping his cuffs until they were messed up, Maori stood still and looked sorry at how it looked.

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Don't look, idiot.

Tung and face up, breathe in.

I was impressed, but I think I calmed down a little.

I put my hand on my chest and slowly repeated my breath, looking at Maori in the front.

"... I will never forgive you. So please, once, revoke your engagement."

Clearly and slowly, I tell you so.

This is my wagamama.

Above all, I am well aware of that.

But there are things that I don't want to give way to.

I'm sorry, I can't just give this wagamama away.

"... well.... Yeah, right.... Sorry."

"Maori."

With a lonely look, I smile like I gave up somewhere.

I call to convey a word to Maori like that.

I really,... I really want to tell you something.

I'm not.

Otherwise...

Split bakah.

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"... I like it. Love it."

"... Refi, a"

"I love Maori."

'Cause you don't have a choice.

I realized it.

I'm already strong in myself, and I'm aware of it.

I like Maori.

"So please. Really, I want you to say it. I want you to tell me how Maori feels again, as Maori."

Only this Wagamama, I don't want to give in.

As a proper Maori, I want you to say it in Maori's words.

"Lephia, I'm you...!

"Chit-ah! Ugh! Stop!"

Stationary on the deviant Maori.

I'm in too much of a hurry. Damn.

Even this one turned bright red and full of them.

Don't rush away. Don't rush away.

"No, say it again now..."

"Yeah. I want you to say it again, I want you to tell me exactly how Maori feels again.... but I'm sure that's not now. Now there's something more important than that.... right?

Even I want to hear it now.

Right now, I want to hug Maori.

... but no.

There's something I need to do before I do.

There's someone I need to stop.

"... so please. First things you have to do now."

"... ok"

Maori's expression tightens.

I can't pretend not to see the problem in front of me.

Don't make a mistake about something important.

Maori's expression changes from nostalgic childhood to demon king's.

... I probably won't tell anyone for the rest of my life that I'm going to fall in love for a moment. Because I regret it.

"Refia, my feelings haven't changed. Ever, ever. Ever. … that's all, let me tell you"

"Yeah."

"I'll be right back at Demon King Castle. I'll pick you up. Just wait there."

"No!

I wait for Maori to give me instructions.

You can't do that. Well, then, no.

"My business is fine, Maori and the others go back to Castle Demon King first, please."

"Dumb, there's no way I can leave you here!

"You can't afford any more time, can you? Then go back first. I'll take care of it on my own, okay? Besides, I still have things left to do here."

"... you, on your own."

"Please, Maori. Don't get me wrong. What matters now is not that Maori and I are together."

Strong thoughts, mouth your wishes.

Don't make a mistake.

If I come here now to pick you up at the back of the ruins, that's all I'll be delayed in dealing with.... but even it's turning backwards, so now even that time is a waste.

Besides, I can't go yet.

There's still something left to do here.

... So you can't go with me.

"... stubborn"

For a moment he hesitated, and Maori softly, so spilled.

"You never give in at times like this, you"

I feel relieved when I smile like I'm wearing it.

When you look like that here,...... I can light it up a little.

"Yeah. I won't give in even to the will"

"Okay. This time I promise. This time, I will definitely come and get you. I'll definitely pick you up, so wait for me."

"I hate it!"

"... thanks. Be sure to pick me up. Say, come on!

"I Ya!

"Whoa! Read the air!

"Air? That's not it, suck and puke. No, if you care, you lose, right?

"This is a place to snort honestly, always wait, or something to say in tears."

"I don't want to make that promise. No, I can't believe I'm waiting. I'm straight! Totally refused!

"Silly, so now it's gone..."

I stare at Maori trying to recruit more.

You wondered how things had changed, and after that glance, Maori also swallowed something she was about to say and pushed silently.

...... yeah. Maori is Maori.

But that's not all anymore.

That's it, I can't stay.

... because.

"... because Maori is already the Demon King, right?

Words released from my mouth cling deeply to my chest.

Maori is Maori, but that's not all anymore.

I know that...

I intend to, I am.

So,...... it's okay.

You have to say it right, you can't.

"I'm not the only Maori anymore. You can't just look back at me. You carry a lot of people's hopes and future, don't you? … so don't look back Maori, look straight ahead and I want you to do everything you can to do."

"... Lefia, you"

"So now, I promise. Because I'll chase after Maori's back like that, and I'll be sure to chase him. I'll make sure to chase you where you were and what you were doing."

I want to cry.

But don't cry.

I really want you to pick me up.

Look only at me, I want you to ask only for me.

I want you to be my only Maori.

I want you to stay next to me at all times.

"... so now I want Maori to wait for me. Don't look back, look straight ahead,... I want you to move on"

Laugh.

Tighten your chest.

"... hold on, when I chase you, and if you're maggy again there, Dawn, I'll stick your back up and push you up,... I'll push you as far as I can"

So don't cry.

Because if I cry here, I'll be absolutely sweet.

If I do, I'll definitely get my foot together.

That is absolutely unforgivable, I cannot forgive me.

So,...... so.

"So please, please.... Demon (...) Dear King (...) (...), Please take care of my dear family and irreplaceable friends..."

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I could tell.

I could say it right to the end.

I could say it right to the end without crying.

I put my chest up and looked forward, and I could say it right.

Unexpectedly, Maori's shadow overlaps.

It was so sudden that I couldn't react.

Maori's shadow overlaps, and her tender expression looms right to her side. Sarah's forehead flows in front of her.

Somewhere unsightly eyes were closed and long eyelashes appeared prominently in a flat face.

Lips softly overlap each other.

My lips softly over the phantom, superimposed.

Though it doesn't leave any feeling there, it doesn't feel anything warm or heavy.

That's why, softly, the shadow of Maori leaves behind only pure thoughts.

"... I'm fine. Let it go."

Maori left even a gentle, gentle whisper to me, losing words to a sudden act.