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

I'm Masako Oda.

Starting this spring, I'll be in high school.

In his previous life, he was known as the Red Witch of the West, in the history of the otherworlds Mayday.

"... it's raining."

Being a high school student meant living alone today.

Since my parents died in an accident in junior high, I was taken care of at my relative's uncle's house, but one of my uncle's borough apartments was vacant and I was supposed to live here.

There's a stack of cardboard all over there.

A truck arrived early in the morning and had all my tools of life carried to my room with less.

Good.

They have a spring storm coming today. Though it seems to clear up when it passes.

I have to take out the stuff in the cardboard and sort it out, but I can't get my hands on it. From the window of just one room, I looked out onto the streets of a lonely residential area.

On the other side, a glimmer of lightning drops without sound.

………

Gobbling......

A little late, sounds like lightning.

It's time for the rain to get stronger. The cherry blossoms are blooming beautifully because of this, but they will scatter all at once today.

"... Hey, Maki.... We're coming in -"

Before I could say this way, he opened the door and came in.

Put your hands on the narrow front door wall and take off your shoes. It was my childhood friend Saigato.

"When you came into my house, I told you to bring your offerings"

"... I brought you a new Hagen, as you wish, and a can of coffee... and more"

He walks into this ancient six-table room, slightly wet in the rain, paying for the Shizuku of his clothes on his doorstep.

You offered me a dedication in a convenience store bag. He's a disciplined guy. I thought I'd find something to eat, but she told me permeably, "You haven't had lunch yet," and I was stopped.

It contains ice cream, so go to the refrigerator. to the freezer where there is hardly anything in it yet.

"Still, that's a rough apartment. Do high school girls live here?"

"You won't have a choice. It's your uncle's apartment.... I just want to thank you for living alone."

"You've been struggling with your relatives..."

The permeation finds a gap over the messy tatami and sits back.

"You haven't cleaned up at all yet. You were gone."

"Because I'm tired. This weather, isn't it? I'm not motivated."

"You."

Sitting on cardboard, with my feet together, I looked out the window again. Distant lightning shines.

The sound of rain is stronger again.

"Hey, it's dark.... you're not going to turn it on."

"Oh... put it on. I forgot because I was so confused."

Are you okay?

The permeation pulled a long dripping hippo in the middle of the room. An apple mascot is stuck at the tip of the hippo. The inhabitants of the previous room must have followed it.

Fluorescent light with slightly slower.

The room brightened up at once.

"You, none of your relatives will come to help?

"... I don't have a choice. It's my sister's kid's admission ceremony today. And because I took Blue High and that kid fell to the attachment... Auntie, I'm in a bit of a mood."

"Well... that's a lot."

"That's all right.... That's what I said from today, it's the end of my family with annoying relatives. Alone. Alone. Alone."

"... I envy you"

The permeation sighs haha while still assembling the new color box.

He hasn't been well with his family either. My parents aren't doing better than that. He cheated on me, he's getting a divorce, that's what it seems.

Yuri, it's too late.

"It's this rain..."

And the intercom from the side I said.

Yuri doesn't come into the room without saying no, so I'm going to open it.

The suggestion was that Yuri was wet in the rain and broke some umbrella bones.

"... Wow..."

"I was hit by the rain"

I smile, but I'm blue looking cold somewhere. I just got some brand new towels out of cardboard, laid one on the front door mat and covered the bath towel from his head.

He had a big bag, so the permeation takes it.

"Was it that rain, that strong?

"... it's a storm. There was no point in an umbrella."

Wipe his soft hair with a luxurious touch and leave it to him later. Yuri gave a soothing look to the little warmth of a large, soft bath towel, wiped the water on the surface of her clothes and was finally allowed to enter the room.

"My mother told me to take it to Maki. I think I lost a lot of rain because I was guarding this."

……

When Yuri opened the large bath, there was a heavy box stacked on three steps. Leaving aside the point that the seemingly expensive heavy box...... I snapped my stomach in reaction to the smell of food drifting from that heavy box.

"... honest guy"

"Smells good, smells good, smells good!!

"If it's not already lunch, let's all eat."

When I opened the heavy box, I had a dashi-rolled egg and spinach hives at the top, sweet and spicy fried wings, kimpy burdock, and a Japanese sauce of rice and plums, and boiled in the second step. The third stage was filled with Inari sushi. Not only does it look delicious, it's very beautiful.

Yuri's mother loves cooking!!

It always makes me better for other people's children, too.

"Wow, this Inari is delicious... You've got Rencon in there."

"Hey, don't pinch it"

I couldn't wait to pap and stumble, and I let that delicious taste hold my mouth and let my face shine.

"Maki really looks happiest when you're eating"

"... but if it was your uncle, it would be the most uncomfortable meal of all."

I licked my fingers peppered and in the future I used the plates and chopsticks that were properly prepared to take as much as I wanted to eat.

That's right.

I love eating, but the environment is important. I love Yuri's mother's cooking because there are always permeations and yuri when eating it. It also doubles the deliciousness.

Perhaps so is the penetration. As for him, his mother's cooking is sometimes appropriate, and he often buys lunch.

Yuri's mother's dishes are many in number and ingredients, and most of all, affectionate. He takes good care of me, and he always cares about me and Transparency.

"Nice... if only I could always eat something like this"

I had two bites of Dashi rolled eggs and had some anxiety about my upcoming diet.

"Maki needs to learn to cook from now on."

"... the witch's cooking. Ah... ugh"

"What? What are you trying to say, you?

of a far-eyed perch somewhere, I took the last of the rice sushi left on that plate and ate it, and I said his "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I ignored the screaming voice.

Yuri laughed bitterly and guarded her plate somewhat.

"Well, sometimes my mother would try to make lunch boxes,"

"... really, I can't get my head up on my aunt... Thank you, tell me."

"Yeah."

And that was then.

The sound of a sudden severe lightning strike.

Pisher aaaaa!!! Dawn!!!

That sound you can't put into words, if you say so, is like this.

I think we flew a little while the three of us sat down.

…………

"... whoops..."

And the fluorescent light went out.

It's a blackout.

"It's been a disaster since day one."

I looked over at the room, which had gotten dark, as I surrounded myself with a tiny shabu table in the center between the six tatamis of the borough apartment.

Strong rain and the sound of thunder coming after the light.

Spring storm.

"... I know you'll recover soon... but it's a little scary when it's dark"

"What are you talking about... We're scared of this place, and what's a demon king?"

………

Yuri laughs head-on, "You don't," and looks at me somewhere.

I was watching the rain outside again from the darkened room. Lightning gradually becoming more and more distant in sound. I couldn't follow it with my eyes, but I'm very concerned about the roaring noise.

"Come on, let's clean up. Why do you think we're here?"

………

"............ sleepy"

Yuri slapped me in the hand because of it and encouraged us not to move, but I was hungry and somewhere blurry.

I want to sleep very much.

Keep sleeping with Goron on the tatami and close your eyes slightly.

"... you go to bed after you eat, you're gonna get fat"

"... fine, nothing from now on, it's a poor minister's meal. Sprouts and natto life."

"Well... come to us if you can't stand it"

Yuri takes the heavy box to the sink with a dull laugh.

"Oh, wait a minute. I'll wash it properly.... Leave it."

"... yeah, okay"

I just want to hear this thunder in the humidity of a cold spring somewhere, just a little bit now.

The gray clouds are all black, and this room I'm in is really dark right now.

I closed my eyes again because the stain on the ceiling looked very twisted.

Reminds me of my days at Mayday far back in one's life starting today. Once I was a witch who was feared by people, living alone in the back of the woods.

Life was fulfilling because it served to name the royalty of that country, but because it was in any case a red witch everyone feared. While no one tried to get involved with me, there was something to tease people from here on out, but I guess that also became a rumor that made me a fear being.

Sawa Sawa......

I feel like I can hear the rubbing sound of those forest leaves, pastel-toned as if they were painted in a picture book.

The smell of nostalgic Mayday air makes me feel like blushing my nose.

The laughter of someone I don't know.

As I was about to go straight into the depths of my sleep, I opened my eyes and rose.

Transparency and Yuri were talking about high school starting the day after tomorrow, but I got up so suddenly that I was a little surprised.

"I really fell asleep...... You shouldn't, why do you have weird dreams when you sleep halfway through it?"

…………

"... napping in a strange place makes you feel like you're having a little mix of dreams and reality... me too"

Get up slowly, stretch your back, or twist your hips.

I wanted to slap him in the face with bread and somehow get out of this ambiguous feeling.

You can't.

Spring is always like this.

somewhere heartbeat, ambiguous worries.

Arrange books and dictionaries in color boxes assembled by Tor. When school starts, I guess there will be more textbooks.

Yuri arranged the dishes on the shelves and I was washing the heavy boxes and cleaning the sink.

"... ah..."

To the lid, the permeation raised its face.

"Hey, it's getting sunny. You stopped raining..."

Soon the thunder, rain and wind will stop altogether, and there will be some reddish light coming into the room from the clouds.

"Then it's time for you guys to go home. Because it shouldn't get dark."

"... are you okay?

"Yeah, it's all right now... 'Cause I'm pretty much cleaned up."

Yuri says "yes," and laughs nicely.

I wrapped the heavy box I had wiped clean in the bath again and gave it to him.

"Restored, I guess."

If the transmission pulls a hippo with an apple mascot, the room becomes slightly brighter after a slight delay. For once, the electricity seemed to turn on.

"See you the day after tomorrow."

"... don't go to sleep because you're alone"

"I know, I know."

Honestly, I'm not sure, but being late on the first day of school hurts.

I kept my hands on my hips and tried to make a good face while hiding my heart.

You can hear a metal noise called Cancun, where the transmission and Yuri go down an unstable staircase somewhere in the borough apartment.

I stood on my doorstep until I couldn't hear that noise, but when I couldn't hear it, I went to the window of the room and looked down at them walking down the alley.

You two are talking about something, but you can't hear the conversation.

I found a poor cherry tree on the property of this borough apartment.

Cherry blossoms scattered with flowers for a long time in an earlier spring storm.

You can see a pile of petals accumulating in the puddle.

…………

It was spring.

Soon, a new high school life will begin.

There's nothing wrong with me being in a peaceful world, but I can't help it.

Neither Transparency nor Yuri will talk about what happened at Mayday recently. There are things that I might lightly include in the topic, but I feel that somewhere the three of us are reluctant to talk to each other deeply.

………

I opened the big bag I had in the corner of the room and removed the new high school uniform from inside.

Bright red Thai sailor clothes.

Traditional, somewhere retro uniform.

I didn't want my past to be like a pastel-toned picture book, an unforgettable past I'd dream of.

But gradually, as I go face to face with the real of this world, which is a normal human being, I feel that the memory over there is turning into something fluffy and unrealistic.

Maybe that's the right thing to do.

Maybe we should forget everything and live in this world.

Even if you think so, it won't make sense if that's anxiety.

That's why, in my new high school, I created the Past Life Penance Fellowship.

That's what I thought at this time, even if that was my obsession with previous life, that it was all afterwards when I had to sort out and keep track of the definitive facts that were over there.