Maouyome

Wipe the sweat on your forehead.

In a private room specially prepared for you. On the bedside, wipe away the sweat that rises from your forehead and cheeks, with a clean gauze, repeating your bitterly shallow asthma.

In the room, it smokes. I feel like I can't breathe because I can't keep burning the incense to make up for my magic. But the only reason I can't breathe is because of Magic Incense.

My chest tightens to something heavy that slips into the depths of my body.

I moaned and gasped. I wiped Ah-chan's under his chin and pressed a gauze further against his chest. The palpitations transmitted from the flat of the pressed hand over the gauze are short,...... rough.

Watching that figure makes me feel kind of wide of a sleeping table for one person, pompous and alone as it is, and anxious that Ouch Ah-chan is going somewhere.

It's not like the bedroom is big.

Oh, your body is so... small.

Continue nursing on the side, I think again.

Oh, your body was so small.

Place the gauze aside and take the cloth soaked in cold water and squeeze it tightly. The cloth, which cut off the water, was loosely folded back and hit the small forehead on the sleeping table. I can't feel the fever that's been going on since last night, or the signs of pulling it off.

Gently close the quietly lying eyelid so as to indulge in heavy and overwhelming emotions.

A clan of phantom demons is nothing but weakness.

A family of phantom demons, spirit-like and closer to the body of thought in nature, are weak and fragile in the bond of the material elements that make up the body, on the other hand, born with strong magic.

A clan that was once regarded as the weakest of demons, abused and scorned, yet has survived trying to hide.

For the sake of such a clan, Aka-chan refined the puppet technique and created a phantom crystal doll.

Spatial manipulation, the inherent skill of the clan, conceals the frail body in subspace and acts by transferring souls to phantom crystal dolls.

It allowed the family to compensate for its weaknesses in terms of physical endurance.

Until then, weakness persecuted him, and the Fantasy clan, who lived in hiding and lurking, was able to gain strength by putting their breasts up and living.

But power always demands a price.

That's Ohhh,... this little body.

A young body that can also be easily wiped to wipe off sweat.

Time cannot exist in the subspace.

There is no concept of time in the first place, and the life of a changing 'living' state is rejected from the subspace as it is. When transferring a body to a subspace, it must be in a state of temporary death after transferring a soul.

And it must also be after the body has grown to some extent, a strong admonition is given. Because otherwise, there, the growth of the body stops.

That's where the body stops time.

Slowly open your eyes and watch Ah-chan again.

I think of my clan more than anyone else, and I continue to use the technique more than anyone else. Oh, your body remains young, and I won't give up growing any more.

Remains younger than anyone in the clan.

Stay smaller than anyone in the clan.

He said he kept carrying something heavier than anyone else.

That, too small a body, puts your mind to it.

When I pressed my nose head and leaned down without being able to keep facing it, my little hand overlapped gently in my unknowingly squeezed hand.

"My stupid daughter. What a face Toraka."

"Ahhh..."

"If you look at me like that, you won't die."

"... don't make a mistake. If you die on your own like that, we'll be stuck here."

Nature and cheeks loose in the same hateful narrative, I regret something, so I gently twist it, tongue out and delude my moisturizing eyeballs.

Even in the painful look of Aka-chan, I felt a loose expression in my eyes.

The superimposed hands pound and jump gently.

"Patience. Oh, honey, I... I lost."

I try to wrap my hand around it and grip it back, as it were, and I shake my neck to the side and answer it.

I won't give up on that.

"Hey, Ah-chan is strong. Losing hassle is obvious."

To stop hissing, make sure you stick around, and with your palms of both hands deep, hold Ah-chan's hand deeply.

"Oh, my God, you're losing, Haz."

Small, cold, luxurious palms.

But I know better than anyone that this hand has supported and protected all sorts of things.

I've always been protected in this hand. Ever since I was a little girl, I've always seen it more on the side than anyone else.

I've been watching it for a long time.

I won't give up such a hassle.

Hey Ah-chan loses haz,... oh no.

Something... wrong.

Definitely so. Impossible.

"Like this, I'll be right there. It's not like you're weak at all. I'm feeling better again soon, and now it's time to beat Sunla to Gittangittan. Oh, yeah?

When did you get taller than Oaka-chan, who looked up and continued? At some point when I realized I was going to be bigger than you.

Still, I kept looking up.

Hey, Ah-chan has always been my goal.

At first glance, trusted and revered by everyone, Oaka-chan's appearance was still, after all, too much admiration for Won-chan.

That's the same now.

It will always be the same.

Always with the same haz......

"... sorry, na"

The wrapped palm is gripped back.

Ouch. Ah-chan closes her eyes and softly, she keeps saying the words sorry.

"I know what I'm doing with my body. He also cautioned that he was fine because he was a phantom crystal doll.... I won't let you hold it that long anymore. How do you fix a crushed soul vessel?"

"Oh no! I don't know yet!

Reflectively screaming voices rub up.

I don't want to admit it.

I don't want to know.

Only that one heart brings up thoughts.

"Not yet, not yet! I don't like that, it's impossible. This is the Holy City, but it also reveals a lot of clerics who are good at therapeutic magic. I don't know a famous doctor named Dr. Gamma right now, but I think it's Lefia. I've just learned some sacred magic, but I'm sure Lefia will decide to push through the impotence, even if she can't. So, if you still can't, ask the Virgin Mariel, and the Virgin will..."

As if to hold onto it, it sweeps away early in arrows.

I don't know what to say myself.

But he said it was a hassle.

There's definitely some way. Haz makes me hope.

On the lid, on one cheek, Aka-chan's palm touched.

Hands opposite the clenched palms are gentle on the cheeks, accompanied, … so for the first time, I notice that my cheeks get wet.

"... no, no, no, no."

"Oh, dear..."

Unspoken emotions abound.

The emotions that I was experiencing up to my throat overflow.

"I don't like it.... I don't like it. I don't like that. Absolutely not!

If you stick to your body so that it is exposed to your little one, you can't stop what you were holding back.

"I still need you to tell me a cup of Kan. The puppet, the magic team, the abbreviated activation technique is still there, and the arithmetic abbreviation of the numerical conversion is still there, more, more, more. I can't teach you, I can teach you right,... Wow, wow."

Even though I know I'm just saying something sweet, like a waste of time, I... I could do it.

Badly dressed.

Miserable and pitiful.

Still, it's just that my body stretches as hard as it can to the thought that I can do, and my mind is disturbed.

"I would have liked to have done something about what happened in Wonshinara's generation, but... even in the spare time, even in Onshinara's generation, it was shaped like turning a knuckle"

A clinging body is held tight.

As you can forgive me as I labor, I stroke my back head slowly over and over again, and Ouch Ah-chan's gracious voice envelops my mind and body.

"... when you meet Kusuha, Ayato, you always tell me the same story."

The counter-invention did reveal itself.

Why are you always so stupid?

Why are you being so strict only to me?

"Astas said," Astas said. As if it were about my child... with joy. "

No, I really get it.

I know. I just... said it was sweet.

"Astas is certainly one genius, though. I think I found all that talent. But genius makes it easy on us. Every time a genius was easy on us, he bragged about it."

Your hand touches your cheek and stops.

The gaze you look up overlaps with a merciful eye.

"... ever, I'm sorry. You can do a lot of motherly things, but you're always training."

"... hey, honey"

... I don't like it.

... I don't like that.

"Ouch, I can't wait to see what's going on.... but I just wanted to make you sweet. I'm just a wagga mom."

"... I don't know what to say, but it's refreshing. I don't want to hear anything that doesn't seem..."

My voice creeps.

The vision moisturizes and the zero conveys the cheek.

She wets her fingers, which she supports to pinch.

"... not yet,... Akan?... I don't like it when I say that?... put it away. Out of the way? If I go anywhere, I go nowhere..."

I can't hold myself down.

I can't believe I've ever said this directly to a wagga mom before, but here I am, and here I am, and without being able to fix it, all the childish waste is overflowing from my mouth.

"... sorry"

Ooh ah shrugged so sorry, his hands off his cheeks and superimposed on his clinging hands.

Space connects from overlapping hands.

Ooh, the subspace of Ah-chan and the subspace of Wansha are in tune and connected.

"This is all I can leave you with."

"What..."

It was easy to see that the subspace was connected to each other and something was sent directly from the path through.

Wreck soldiers.

When fighting with puppets, they are battle-specific, Oaka-chan's secret skeleton soldiers.

"The Wreckage Giant Soldiers have been destroyed and remain, but all the other Wreckage Soldiers,... Belle Adone, to Oddie"

"... hey, honey"

"... I thought it was a little silly to entrust this, but... I don't know, I don't have much time left."

I try to give back my denial immediately to Oaka-chan, who tries to whine calmly, and takes a breath.

Gentle and serene, his strong eyes stabbed him.

Words jam into the gaze thrown directly from the front, slowly correcting their posture against their calm eyes.

"Sooner or later, I'll have to inherit the Grand Duke. The Grand Duke of the Land of Demons will not allow you to enter the ranks of the Demon King. You are allowed to think for yourself and choose whether or not to lend strength to the demon kings of that era. It's a promise from a long time ago."

Being called the Grand Duke in the Land of Demons.

Until then, he was called the Grand Duke of the Three Demons, but he became the Grand Duke and the Grand Duke of the Four Demons, those who have a peculiar position in the land of the Demons.

The events date back far back to the days of the creation of the Land of Demons, he said.

"... the First Demon King rose up for the Demon Clan, who continued to be abused, and was vanquished by the Virgin of Man, who housed the Goddess of Light.... but whoever stood up against his will."

"... be the founder of the kingdom of demons and the second generation of demon kings. I'll tell you all about it."

One nod, hey Ah-chan keeps going.

"A demon king is something to protect the demon clan. And it had to be stronger than anyone else. Strength is what there is to protect something. But the powerful will not always use their power for the weak.... The second generation worried about it and made the Grand Duke. The Grand Duke is more responsible for identifying people for the Demon King."

"… identify people for the Demon King"

"Neither Won-sha Kusuha, nor Lord Selazam, nor that muscular idiot, could have admitted Sunra as the Demon King. Even if that's why the blood was shed and many were sacrificed, there's no reason to admit to him..."

In a strong eye, slight agitation shakes.

The time when Sunra was the Demon King. The Grand Duke of the Four Demons could not be on his side alone, and Hisaka and Suseragi in particular showed their full and complete resistance to Sunra.

I know the intensity of the battle from a young man. The furrats who were now in Suseraghi left Astas, most of whom died in battle.

Farrat is not the only one. The scars of that time are still deep and engraved everywhere in the Land of Demons.

"... it would be a lie if I said I had no regrets. I still keep worrying about what else I could have done. … I kept regretting that I should have discussed Sunra with this hand sooner, more directly"

"Hey Ah-chan,... directly"

"Wonsha and Kusuha let it be done for their own people. Sunra tied him up with that fear and sent a mad army. If we leave the territory to discuss Sunra, that will increase the sacrifice of the people.... the Grand Duke is in a position to defend his own territory, not the land of demons... but the kingdom of demons."

Take a big breath and meditate.

He tells me that he still regrets himself when he protects his clan and territory.

"... can also reveal mistakes. No matter how troubled you are, you won't regret it. Still, still think for yourself and decide for yourself. And if that's how you decide, why don't you run away from it already? Keep facing what you decide to do without running to the end. … that's my responsibility as Grand Duke."

Whether I was wrong or regretted it.

Don't run, keep facing each other.

"... responsibility for making your own decisions"

"Lord Maori is strong. And gentle too. It may not be any more as a vessel.... It may be five fifths if even Lord Maori can discuss Sunra like that, but... Still, whether or not he recognizes Lord Maori as the Demon King is Beradone. It's up to you to think for yourself."

Think for yourself and decide for yourself.

Whether or not to acknowledge Master Maori as the Demon King,... yourself.

Take that responsibility.

"... Sunra discusses"

I take your word for it, I take the weight of my responsibilities as Grand Duke for telling me, and I strongly say the clear answers that are in me, with all my will.

"... if you're going to admit it, I'll admit it from the moment I first met you. This is the one, this is the only one. No, not now."

"So oops, that's..."

I'm going to say something with my smiley face. Oh, my little mouth. Softly, I'm going to stretch my index finger and gently press it.

"Same thing. As the Grand Duke, but as one woman, I will not reveal lies or falsehoods in the feelings I have decided with this man.... I can never get away from it because I can't even lean on the side."

Master Maori only takes a look at Lefia.

No matter how many thoughts I put into it, I can see that it probably won't come true for a long time. I know that very well.

But it doesn't matter if you admit people for Maori or not.

"Besides, I still don't give a shit about Won-sha being the Grand Duke. So now I want you to forgive me as much as you want me to."

Not yet, just a little more.

"... my stupid daughter"

He tried to say something, so he stopped talking, and hey, Ah-chan exhaled slowly. He exhaled and clasped his shoulders, loosening his eyes like a gentle and troubled man.

Until just now, I was a little embarrassed and smelly, and I try to make a strong, expressive look and look good.

"Sunra is discussed by Won-Sha Ra. Definitely give it a try. So, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Squeeze your hand tight again. Not to stick around this time, not to stick around, but not to give up, with the strength to support.

Still, you can't give up.

Because the people of Lephia and the Holy Capital taught me painfully firmly how not to give up until the end of the battle, in this place of nowhere else.

"Always try to help her. Let's find a way to help."

A much more forcefully clenched hand is shaken back with even stronger force. He was gripped back, pulled back, and held tight so that his shoulders were wrapped wide around his little body.

"... my stupid daughter. Really, she's an idiot."

I can hear you up close from the top of my shoulder. Ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Something warm touches the neck muscle and gently attaches a hand to the small body that can whimper, making sure to support it.

"... really, proud,... silly girl though"

How much power have you received so far?

How much have you ever been loved?

He held her body tight as if he were going to bite it off. After all, it was small, young and everywhere big.