Ohanabatake no Maousama

When he woke up, there was a big, gloomy man in front of him.

"Kyaa! Rolled down ... mug" The moment he screamed, he closed his mouth with his hand. The man whispered in a gentle voice to the girl's ear, keeping the girl caught in tears of fear and confusion.

"I don't misunderstand, but I don't want to do anything to you. In the first place, my preference is a slightly more mature woman. You are bigger, but at the age of 11 or 12 You want to be at least 18 years old. "

Somehow I'm sick of that statement, but that's exactly what he says about age. At the same time, she noticed that she had calmed down.

Somehow, this demons ... strangely impressive. For some reason, he doesn't feel any harm, even though he uses a big body, an insidious face, and a strange trick that has never been heard in a story.

Most of the time, I understand that I can't escape from the demons, no matter how rampage I am, because of the strange tentacles I was captured. Then she became ridiculous to rampage, and the girl stopped her movement.

When the girl feels calm, the man sighs as if at ease and slowly releases his hands. The girl cried as soon as she was free.

"Wow, what are you going to do with me !?" The man smiles at a frightened girl and tells her gently in a slow tone.

"That's why she says she doesn't do anything. She started painting on the injured leg of the girl. The ointment emits a soft green light and penetrates the wound, quickly healing the wound on the girl's foot.

"Awesome ... is this a magic potion? I've seen it for the first time." I've heard that adventurers use such drugs, but there's no connection to her growing up in rural areas. And, according to what I heard, it was quite a luxury item. I use such a thing for myself, a stranger, without knowing it. The ruthless behavior of demons listening to rumors is almost impossible.

However, it is impossible to imagine that there is a horn even if it is not a deer or cow beast. In the first place, no translucent horn with a jade-like color should have any beast. What the hell is this weird man?

"It looks tired. The shoes take a little bit, so rest there for a while. Loop the ring." You probably thought the stunned girl was tired. As the man chanted old magic words, sparkling flowers blossomed around the girl.

"What is this ... feels good" The fatigue of the girl who was exposed to the light falls off. At the same time, even the vigilance against the man disappeared.

Funny. Why do you feel like this? Perhaps something has been tricked by magic? No, there is no value in trying out such a puppy in the country from the beginning. Then why?

"Um ... maybe you can help me?" "Yes. Unfortunately, it's not the subject of love, but I don't hate cute girls. Yes, put my feet out." When I wiped it, I opened a bag with a translucent mush that smelled like rosin.

"What's that?" "It's sap. The hardened shoes are soft, easy to process and resilient. I'm going to make shoes according to the shape of your feet now." He drops the sap in the bag on the girl's feet.

`` Hey !? '' Began to recite. Then, the sap changed shape like a creature, and if you noticed it, red translucent shoes were completed.

"Yes, it's done. How is it comfortable?" "Amazing! Interesting feel! Shoes are stuck to your feet! Thank you !!" When the girl got up, she danced in light steps.

Round and round, happily. The footsteps traversing the grass carve a pleasant rhythm and seem to be heard even when hearing festival music. The humming humming is a song of prayer for fertility. A man squints at the lovelyness of a girl like a blooming wildflower.

"It's pretty stunning. Do you like dancing?" "Yeah, I dream of becoming a dancer in a big city !! ... a ..." You're a slave, and you're a terrible demon in front of you. Talking about a dream in such a situation, what will it be?

The girl dropped into her stupidity, stopped dancing and sat down. Then, the man smiles softly only at the mouth and speaks to the girl.

"I'll ask you again, why are you here?" The girl hesitated for a while, but soon began to talk as if she had given up.

"Ah, that ... I'm out of food in both the village and the house ... I was sold to the village chief ... I had an uncomfortable uncle and I was enslaved ... I'm aiming for the city without going through a cough The bandit came along the mountain path, and they all died. "" So, you managed to escape and escape here? " To put it unscrupulously, it was a very common story, except that the girl was alive. There are so many things in this hard-to-remember era that I can't possibly cry.

"I was lucky. But what are you going to do?" "I don't know."

When the man asks, the girl shakes her head. It's obvious. When I return to the village, I can't afford to feed her at home. Perhaps it is Seki no Yama that will be sold again as a slave. And she was not crazy even though she was so good that she accepted her fate.

But that's why I don't know what to do. In the first place, as far as choices were concerned, the only way was to wander the mountains and drool to death. However, the only thing she can rely on is a strange demonic man in front of her.

Is it good ... even if I rely on him. While muttering such words in my heart, I look forward with a glanced eye. The demonic man in front of him smiled and said,

"Okay. This is also the edge. Let's take care of you until I can walk along the city and manage to live." "Really ...?" Muttered unintentionally. Then the man proclaimed his name, gently stroking her head.

"Yes, I don't lie. In the name of the Southern Demon King. I'm Kudels Tart. What's yours?" "... Amoena." And ironically, it was an old word meaning "comfort."

The long journey of the gentle demon and the dreaming dancer begins here.