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

The long hallway of the royal palace seems to me forever.

But I wish that was it.

Large decorative doors were opened by soldiers, and there was a father and mother in the room beyond them.

They look very anxious.

I didn't want to see that face.

"... makia..."

After yesterday's disturbance, I couldn't see my parents right away.

From what I've heard, my parents evacuated the harbor, found that giant soldier from the high ground, and were looking for us among the confused people.

He said he didn't know that I or Thor used magic to repel him.

But soon that information will go into their ears.

"... Machia, I'm glad you're safe..."

Your mother looked a little tired, but she seemed to cry horribly when she saw me.

Your father squeezed his expression tightly and turned to me and to Tor, who had a complicated look behind me.

"Machia... and Tor... I'm so glad you guys are okay. Ever since I fell off at the harbor yesterday, I didn't feel alive. I..."

"Father."

blocking his words, I slowly look up, and tell.

Tell the truth.

"Father, I... I..."

I am the Red Witch.

Of this world, it's a vendetta.

"I am the rebirth of the Red Witch. Ever since I was born, I've had that memory... sorry to keep quiet until now"

"Hey, what are you talking about, Machia"

……

"Come on, let's go home to Delierfield. As usual, we spend the whole family in that peaceful land. Thor, you too. Let's all go home."

……

"... Dear Hall"

Me and Thor don't move at all from the spot.

No matter how much your father reaches out to you, you can't take it.

The face of the first person born and seen in this world. That's the parents.

The eyes of the baby born must really be sparkling and all the more so.

There must be some new information to write from there. That's the first thing that's supposed to be my parents.

But I wasn't.

It wasn't.

I watched Delia Field days as boring, a hundred million robberies, with cold eyes somewhere.

I didn't think anything of that wheat ho flow at first.

No matter how lovingly my parents treated me, I felt like some other HR was not a big deal back then.

But your father brought me Tor.

That alone would be a sign that your father was my understander, even if you just found him.

You had no idea we had memories of our previous lives, and your mother had admitted our relationship was special without asking.

Warm sunshine, garden olives and vast expanses of rich land.

A fruitful, peaceful place.

The days I've spent there.

I was a red witch, whose cold feelings were gradually melted in a soft, warm, relaxed life.

I learned that even though I was always dragged to the memory of my previous life on Earth and was about to slaughter, I had a relationship that started here in Delia Field, and I had a proper starting here myself.

I grabbed the dress and grabbed my fist.

"Father, Mother. As a Red Witch, I was born in this world again, and I have to live up to my responsibilities."

No, it's not.

"Stay in this royal palace today, as the chief advisor magician of the royal palace to protect this country..."

No, it's not.

"So I can't go home to Delierfield with your fathers.... So, I..."

No, no, no, no.

That's not what I was trying to say!!

Thanks.

You've raised me with so much love.

I have to say those words, but they don't really come out.

I was very painful to breathe.

Grab a pair of bright red dresses and eat your teeth off.

And when I saw your father and mother properly, what came into my eyes was the brooch of flowers I gave you both.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! I'm not the daughter you guys want!! I am the most sinful witch in this world...... Huh!! I screwed up this world, it's not weird who resented me!!

"... makia..."

I spit out the guilt that was in my heart.

Every time I scream sorry again and again, your mother distorts that face to grief and breaks her leg shaking.

I didn't want to see my mother like that and I finally tried to get away from the spot.

"Wait Machia!! I won't admit those words!!

Your father takes my arm and throws words desperately at me turning his back.

"I don't care who the hell you are!! But if you are forced to stay in the late Royal Palace, I will take you home even if I die. Even dead!! I don't know how to use you as a weapon..."

Your father meant it.

His words were unscrupulous in many ways, but he's just desperate, trying to convey his feelings to me, his words. That's all I know.

"You deny you were my daughter!! I won't let that happen. The fact that you came from us remains the same. That's how you say you're my son and we're your parents. You bet, Machia...... Machia"

"... father..."

"I won't forgive you. My father... I... You're smart, sweet... you love eating, you don't like or dislike... you're my little girl without a hand. Pretty... Pretty Pretty... proud daughter. My..."

Your father shook his head many times, spinning his interrupting words in tears.

The words are trembling and I can't hear them very well.

I wonder how I came from these people.

Those calm days were never lies. Even if I was a liar and a liar.

Even if I hid everything.

At the end of the day, if you grieve so many good people, I'm still a Red Witch.

Worst witch ever.

I couldn't bear to let my mouth tremble and my eyes keep moisturizing.

Slowly, I will lay my hands on top of my father's old hands, who will point his body towards his father properly and grasp my arms around him.

"Father. Thanks.... Mother too. Even me like this, you tell me you're my daughter.... but this wasn't forced. Because that's what Thor decided to do with me. I have to make a big deal out of it."

"... a cause?

"Though I still don't know what that is. I'm sure if I were in Delierfield, I wouldn't be able to find it. So stay in the King's Capital... one day you'll have to find something to do, whether you're on the battlefield or off this continent."

Your father's sky blue eyes have colors close to those of my aqua glue.

A color that is not the same but very close.

Don't cry, Father.

"... makia. But you're only a fourteen-year-old. Are you sure you don't want to come back to Delia Field..."

……

I looked right at your father, and I laughed nicely.

"Don't worry. Make Delia Field a richer land and bring delicious food to the King's Capital.... stay close to your mother."

"... makia..."

Your father looked very sad for a moment, but I told him to make a grin and squeeze it out, even though it looked spicy.

"Oh, okay... you made up your mind. Then your father won't say anything. But never forget. I've been waiting for you in the hall on the other side of that wheat ho. Don't think you shouldn't go home because you're a red witch. You guys have a place to go. Even if everything doesn't work out anymore, despair of everything, and think of everything as an enemy, tell me that the place you guys can rest assuredly is in Delia Field... never, never forget. When it's all over, be sure to come home."

……

I slowly embraced your father and inhaled the smell all over my body.

To never forget where we're going.

"Oh... makia... makia... eh"

Your mother stood up on her fluttering feet and hugged me. Her warmth was the first thing I felt at birth.

I should have chewed this warmth more, more properly.

How precious it was.

"Thank you, Father, Mother.... Well, I... I'll be there."

Touching these two any more makes me really sorry.

I'm sure I'll never see my parents again, but still, from this moment on, some things will change.

I slowly let the two of them go, then turned my back and headed to the door.

Thor was silent all the time, but at the end of the day he headed to his father and took the medal he received at the Green Treasure Awards out of his chest pocket.

"Dear Hall, please give this to my mother..."

"Thor... but this wouldn't make sense if you didn't give it to me"

"But... but if I don't see you again... my mother... no more..."

"... Tor..."

Thor didn't seem to be able to find the words at all this time.

But your father perceives his feelings and receives the medal firmly.

"Okay. I'll make sure to give it to you."

"Please. Dear Miyagi... thank you so much for your help... please pick me up like this. I'll protect Machia. Absolutely, I'm going back to that Delia Field..."

"Neither do you. You know that. You are my son, and your house is that hall. You two should definitely come home. I asked for Machia..."

Take Thor's hand firmly and shook it vigorously over and over again.

Your father at this time was a majestic eye, like a great father who encouraged his son.

The warmth of two people getting farther and farther away.

A crying mother. A grumpy father.

Oh...... how unfaithful I am.

Make me so, so sad.

Soldiers open the door, me and Thor leave.

When the door closed, I stared from then on without blinking until they were neither shards nor visible.

After the door closed without a gap, I was grabbing the dress vigorously, slowly releasing its hand.

My hands are totally numb.

And you walk down the long marble corridors of the Royal Palace, which can seem forever again.

"Hey... why not"

……

"I should have just had you and Lily. That's all I've ever been satisfied with. I think I got greedy at some point..."

"... that's probably the right thing to do"

……

"That's hard... I didn't think I'd want to see those two faces again... really"

Thor's voice was pale.

I still do, I know. His attachment to Delia Field, to those two that were in him, was certain.

No matter what happens, I have a place to go home.

That's just one support for me that was confused by the enormous amount of information I've gotten in the last few days. Extend your spine, support your body, like a corset.

'Even if everything doesn't work out anymore, you're desperate for everything, and you think of everything as an enemy, you must never forget to say that the place for you to rest is indeed in Delia Field'

With those vain eyes of indefinite vision, I remember what your father had just said, and again, I wept.

How much salvation was that word to us today?

You probably don't know, Father.