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

"Yes, Mr. Thor... I need to ask you a few questions"

"... what?

"Mr. Thor, do you know what the residual demon-guided space is around here?

"Residual demon guided space?

It's Ulysses.

I knew there was one more thing I had to do.

That's fulfilling your promise to Shuma.

I haven't gotten to that “promised place" yet.

What the hell did Shuma see and say that's where he promised?

Thor, you specialize in space magic, so I didn't have to find it, or I thought.

He creates a familiar cube in the back of his hand, generating a wide range of MagiWaves, finding a slight distortion of the silent space.

Around his cube, Wave spread like a ripple.

"... hey, Tor"

"Ha... that's awesome. There's plenty of residual demon guidance space left around here, from the little to the big. Why is this happening?

Thor, your eyes nailed to the countless points that appear in the cube.

We'll make sure of that too.

"With that said, Dr. Medite... you knew something about this place."

"... hmmm... Well."

Blowing smoke for a long time, Sir Medite has a somewhat profound look.

"This area, as you know, was once the forest range of the sanctuary. Something about the age of mythology is that the continents are all connected, and it is also believed that this was a forest, not an ocean. Children who once came from different worlds...... well the Genesis gods of Maidea said they lived solidified around Vabilofos at first. So their magical remnants are still here. Residual demon-guided spaces were once used by gods to use magic while playing, their oblivion. They're only allowed in kids because they were kids, too. Exactly divine hiding!!

"Indeed."

Around cutting back normally to Lord Medite's overreactions, are you saying we've gotten used to it?

He puked smoke and added one more thing.

"... and this space seems to be a very vague space, even the timeline, unlike the general residual demon-guided space, because of the great power of" the god of time and space, Klondor ”. It's dangerous... it's very dangerous."

………

Space is not to say that it disappears once you have time.

It can be harder to do the task of erasing completely. It is true that we can even sever the relationship between reality and time, so that only the rules of that space are left behind, or if we get lost, we are creating distortions that cannot be escaped.

We once searched for a residual demon-guided space around the "promised place” that Shuma showed us.

Though things had changed since 2000 years ago, the coastline was not so much hands on, so it was not difficult to identify the location.

"... here"

In a small inlet with many rocks, there was one residual magic guide space.

Shuma used to look for space around here with me. Though I could never find it.

I asked Thor to widen the entrance and go inside the space from there.

"Hey, all I can do in the space that someone else made on the boulder is widen the entrance. I don't know what will happen in this. Not to mention the space once created by God..."

"I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Thor"

"Rivera cotton yarn, you'd better keep it connected here."

As Maki suggested, I summoned Riera Cotton's yarn wheel here before entering the space and tied the yarn to my finger.

Don't lose sight of your way home.

"Ulysses!! I'm going too!!

Perselis grabs my sleeve and insists.

Her eyes had a very strong will.

I frowned a little, but like Shuma once said, if this is our family's "promised place," Perselis has a right to go. I drew another piece of Riera Cotton yarn and took her hand and tied it to my finger.

"Don't leave me..."

"... yeah"

Thor, your cube will fly to all sides of the entrance and push and spread it.

"Nice."

When he signaled, I took Perselis' hand and entered the space.

………

An abstract world of painted marbles, lined with blue and white mist and bright white, lots of colored trees regular, but unnaturally.

Me and Perselis stood in love in that strange and quiet space for a while.

Surely this is not the real world. A lonely world like a fairy tale, like a page in a picture book, but no one comes anymore.

"... you can't see the sky"

"... I'm sure there's no sky. It's all a world surrounded by blue and white trees. What the hell did you make this place for..."

Only the gods once knew that.

Just our first.

Although it's too far away and only seems like someone else.

The indistinguishable, high corny sound feels like falling from the top.

………

When I was walking a little, I thought it was a world without creatures, but I thought I heard a sobbing voice from somewhere, and Perselis leaned over my arm.

I'll get out in front of her and make sure she's right across the street.

It was a shadow.

A white figure. It's a child's shadow.

"... no way, stray...?

It's a silhouette that I can see more and more clearly, me and Perselis, I doubted my eyes.

A 10-year-old boy with white hair and green eyes, dressed in bright white.

The kid came and walked over here crying.

"............ shma............"

Hilarious sensation and the hot sensation of the chest pushing over.

Both of those contrasts interacted in me and fell into one Shizuku and into the back of my mind.

I felt so many things connected that my eyes got so hot that I couldn't get word out of them. Perselis is grabbing my arm's clothes and groaning, "Why..."

"Hiku... Hiku... Father... Mother..."

Shuma got lost in this space.

I'm sure you don't know your way home, and you're crying.

I approach him softly and say, "What's wrong?"

Shuma finally noticed us, shivering her little body up and down once and for all, but distorted her expression so that she could finally see people.

"Wow. Oh."

"... All right, all right... are you lost?

I stroked his hair, kneeling and gazing.

Like I used to do to my kid all the time.

Then Shuma calmed down and took a good look at me.

"You're lost. Can't you just go home?

"... Huh... Yes. When I was exploring, I got lost... oh..."

Hiccup hiccup, with his chest up and down.

It would have been so scary not to be able to get out of a place like this.

But I can't believe you couldn't help but explore, that's schma...... I really do.

I wrapped my hands around his cheeks and wiped my tears, staring at him for a little while.

Shuma is a little decent.

"... shma... Huh!!

I couldn't stand Perselis, jumped on him and hugged him.

And he started crying loud, no less than Shuma. Shuma is a little surprised because she turned her hand around his back and held him tight and tight.

"... your sister, your sister too... are you lost...?

Shuma asked the cheek-brushing Perselis, who finally let himself go of him.

But his hands grab his clothes and he's shaking all the time.

Naturally, this is how you can talk to my son in his past life in a place like this.

How miraculous.

"... yeah... my sister... I finally figured out my way home lately... a lot of things"

She wiped her own tears and laughed nicely, looking at me.

When I nod slowly too, I suggest one thing toward Shuma.

"We'll find you an exit together. Your father and your mother are waiting for you."

"............ Yes"

Shuma moistened those green eyes, and zeroed one more tear somewhere hoarse.

"Where the hell did your brother and sister come from?

"… from a distance……"

From a long, distant future.

This residual demon-guided space made possible, our encounter.

I miss how Shuma walks in the middle with her right hand entrusted to me and her left hand entrusted to Perselis.

In the distant past, but certainly, our relationship that existed.

Shuma looked up at me and Perselis very strangely.

"Your brother and sister... kind of look very much like your father and mother"

"... yes, I suppose... yes."

"Hehe, we're younger though"

I'm so glad you're shadowing us, though you're supposed to look much younger than Shuma's father and mother, Eunosis and Ayretia. I'm really glad.

Sure enough, Shuma was a sharp sensitive kid.

"Father and Mother...... you like it?

Perselis asked the lid.

"Yes. I love it...... I want to be with you forever"

………

To Shuma's answer, me and Perselis narrowed their eyes for a little while and became silent.

If you keep returning Shuma to those days and you're waiting for that future......

That, for a moment, we knew that the thoughts that went through our brains were in each other's hands.

"... well..."

But I knew it right.

All we can do is return the shuma safely to Yunosis and Aeratia in those days.

I can't do anything more.

I found a square glowing exit.

Unlike where we came in, this is only about the size of a child.

We can't get out of here.

"Look... Shuma, you must have come from here, right? You can go back to your parents."

"... your brother and sister, won't you get out of here?

"We can't get out of here."

The thread tangled in your finger extends from a completely different direction.

The exit dimension is different.

"... shma... eh"

Perselis never let go of the edge of his clothes.

Shuma looks up at her, and hugs her hips all the time.

"... sister... you smell just like your mother..."

"............"

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt anywhere?

I'm sure Shuma doesn't know what her tears mean.

Still, I'm worried about Perselis and trying to comfort him.

Perselis can't really get away from Shuma, shaking his head.

"... Perselis... no. We have to get Shuma back to those two."

"But... but... eh. I don't like it... you know, in that place, in that“ coffin, "this kid..."

"Perselis!"

I have strengthened my tone a little.

Perselis turns his swinging eyes to me, hacking.

I can only shake my head.

There's nothing you can do.

Perselis has finally left Shuma.

I gave in to gaze at Shuma again, stroking his head, and I told him a story I'm sure he wouldn't understand.

"... Shuma. You are a very clever boy. [M] My father and mother must be proud of me. So..."

Will I regret my words from here? [M]

"You do what you think is right. Protect what you want to protect..."

Shuma was listening to the words right.

I can tell by the color of his strong eyes. I nodded cocoon and laughed nicely.

"Is that a promise?

…… Yeah, right... I promise. "

"Then this is our place of promise."

"... right"

"If I keep my promise, will you reward me?

"Hmm...... yeah hey...... I'll think about it."

"Will I see you again?

"... even if I'm on your side"

"One more thing, okay?

"... what?

Shuma took one breath and asked me.

"Are you my father and my mother?

………

From the gap between the white trees, the light has been emitting.

I thought there was no concept of sky in this space, but there seemed to be light to plug in.

Soft light illuminates the world.

It's so beautiful there, everything's so stingy, a world like water sweets.

"... if I did... would you believe me?

"I believe. Because I just think it is..."

"... shma"

And I took my hand off him.

Shuma waved at us as if she thought she would see us again soon, heading towards the exit.

Perselis held my hand so desperately that he didn't want her to go.

I'll shake that hand back, too.

"Reward, please have it ready"

"... I know."

It's a promise.

"... yeah, that's a promise"

So Shuma waved that little hand at us and disappeared into the light.

The square light exit overlaps somewhere with that coffin shape and I shake my mouth as I drop him off.

Oh... in the end, we can't change her fate.

"... Shuma... Goodbye..."

Goodbye.

And thank you.

You tried to protect my mother, as promised.

In those chaotic times, until I gave my little body away.

I don't know about eunosis.

With Shuma, I still don't know that man who searched for the promised place.

If I had known, I would have abandoned all that stuff and stayed in the sanctuary, even if it was my mission or my sin. I can't believe you didn't go looking for a brave man.

"……………"

Me and Perselis cried on the spot for a little while, just the two of us.

We don't have words to comfort each other, we just leave ourselves to irresistible remorse, like children. To save only the warmth of each other's hands.

This is the promised place.

I finally got here... Shuma.

"Oh, I'm home"

Maki's first voice greeted me and Perselis at the exit.

It's kind of a ho voice.

Rivera Cotton's yarn led us to the exit of our dimension properly.

"What's wrong... did you cry?

"Ha"

Maki seemed gnawed at our awful faces.

I can't help it, it was a big cry.

"Shuma was there..."

"... eh"

"I finally figured it out. There's a reason she said she met my father and mother in this space. …" The Promised Place "did exist"

I pulled the Perselis' hand and went down the exit.

Thor, I want you to retrieve the cube that was opening that entrance.

The square mouth of light has become another very small one.

"What do we do? I just finished analyzing this space.... I can break it if I want to."

"... right. If I left it, I'd want to come back. I'm hoping to see you. … but I'm sure that's not good"

So let's break it.

When I said that, Perselis looked a little sad, but when she put her hand on her chest, she nodded as if she was convinced of something.

The splitting of space, the beauty of its light. Sound high and delicate.

Finer, sparkling like a grain of glass, and a clear mist, rising high into the sky. Eventually, all the columns of light disappear.

As I looked at it, I had one thing in mind.

Reward Shuma for keeping her promise properly, what am I going to do?

"Hey...... Perselis. I think I should... turn Shuma back to the earth."

"... that"

"Let's get that kid out of the coffin."

………

Perselis looked very complicated, but when he exhaled for a long, long time, he nodded cocoonly again.

I won't be able to see her anymore, but she's finally finished her role.

Flesh should be turned back to where it should be. To the earth.

I don't need to tie you to such a system anymore.

Perselis looked up at me with a very tired, but somewhere reassuring look.

"But today... can I sleep at that kid's side"

"... Fine. You've been sleeping on Shuma's side since you didn't remember."

Moss, in a lush sanctuary of greenery, burying his face in its soft grass, on that child's side.

Sometimes it looked painful to me.

But it was really sweeter, just one cloudless affection.

"Will Ulysses sleep with me?

"... yeah"

Time for the sky to turn white and get colors to celebrate the morning sun.

We finally came to an end in a long, long, long day.

"Good night, Shuma..."

Return to the sanctuary and fall asleep next to Shuma's coffin, me and Perselis.

Leaving our eyes to drowsiness, we just fell into a bland sleep with no room for any dreams.

It was a deep, deep, family, liberating sleep.

Two thousand years ago, the soft sun that was plugged in when the sanctuary was still on the ground, that child's sweet smile crosses his closed eyelids.

And he's gone far, but I'm not going after him.

I just dropped him off.