Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

"Happy Birthday Machia!!

That's the pile of presents they give me, and I'm going to be crushed.

Come on, let me get my hands on the dishes that are arranged on the table there.

"Machia, your dress is cute today. I want it too."

Smyrda's appetite is still excellent today.

I want people's right away. But that's the kid.

I was a little sloppy. It's a good place to live and kill even though you say you have the dish in front of you that you've been looking forward to since morning.

But it is also the destiny born as a noble lady who has to deal with customers who celebrate in this way.

"Happy birthday, Machia"

"......... Father!! It's too late. The party just started..."

"Sorry. I'm sorry. Take some time to get ready."

Your father, he just came to the party venue.

It's kind of very approximate.

"Machia, I've got a present for you. I'm a little confident this year."

"... your father's gifts are always wonderful"

I laugh and say things I don't even think about. That's me turning seven today.

I'm somewhat confident, but what the hell did you find in the cartel?

I'm sure it's an unexpected gift.

Whatever comes out, let's just pretend we're happy as usual...

"Come on, come. Yeah, yeah, this way."

……

Your father seems to be calling someone from the entrance door to the venue.

That's a little unexpected.

Are you a person?

……

……

Gayagaya.

For a moment, people's blurring pulled away like different waves, all the more bland.

It was the brunette, dark-eyed boy who showed up in front of me. At first, he looked around at this venue with a glimpse, but when he turned that gaze to me, he stopped haha.

Same goes for me.

The moment I saw him, I remembered pawn sending him brightly colored scales of past too long memories that had been closed somewhere before.

Those black eyes don't change. I'm sure it can't change forever.

"" Awwwwww!!!!!

The two of us fingered each other and shouted.

Naturally the venue will be quiet and you will notice something and both of us.

But that's not going to happen.

I paid off my usual worn cat.

"Why are you here!!? Huh?? Why did you tell your father? I mean, where have you been? Hey, why didn't you come sooner? Why do you look older than me? Why haven't you changed your face? Why do you have such bad eyes? Why... Oh, there's good food, do you want some? Well, well, well, well."

I don't even know what you're talking about anymore, myself. It's noisy to hold your head in a gesture or try to circle around.

Stop, guys, don't look!! It's not a show!!

"That!? Why are you here...?

The boy who came is similarly turning his eyes.

But yeah.

I'm sure you knew we'd see each other again.

You're lonely without someone with the same vision of how immense a memory we have, how much knowledge we have, and how many people we look down on from the heights.

So the truth is, I wanted to see you sooner.

After we panicked to our senses, we took a little breath and checked each other properly.

And for the first time since I was born in this figure, I cried out loud.

I hugged him crying.

I think he called his name many times and poked his head at his little body.

Thor takes me properly, steps on the ground, and hugs me back.

Only seven or ten years, I just didn't see him, and I miss him so much.

We meet again, and we can see the loneliness and remorse until then without words.

That is a testament to our complex bonds.