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

"I can't believe you went home in the morning without even contacting me... Are you out of your mind?

"... is she awake, Giselle?"

Go home, Medithet. No, my wife Gisele was staring at me.

I take my hat off, take off my thick robe and dress lightly, and I sit in the bench as it is.

"What the hell, you usually tell me to leave home early in the morning and come home late at night. I knew you'd be fine without me...... you're cute"

"Get lost."

Gisele is jealous in a light, watery negligee, and she's jumping cancer at me with her arms together.

I kept niggling, "Well, I guess I'll go check on Ar".

"Ah-chan..."

On the cot in the next bedroom, I find my little one and peek into his unbearable sleeping face.

"Oh, sweetie. Why is my child so cute?"

"... hey, don't shout out loud, right? You're gonna wake up."

"My eyes look just like mine."

"... I won't deny it there. That's why I'm a little nervous."

"............ Humph"

I gently stroke Acreos' forehead and just look at it for a moment.

It is cuteness and intrigue that I never tire of watching.

"... It's been a rough day, Giselle. I've been watching His Highness Ulysses and the Witch, and I've missed you all sexually."

"Or something like that, you must have been stalking those guys anyway"

"That's it. This is it, Gisele."

"Things are going well..."

Same sarcastic wife, but I hold her shoulder like that and leave the room intact.

Shall I open up some good wine today to keep my wife in a good mood?

"You're going to the Shikoku meeting this afternoon, aren't you? You have such a good heart to drink in the morning."

"while I say, prepare a glass properly"

It was Gisele.

She was muddled, but when she gave me the glass rampantly, she poured the fine liquor she'd just opened.

When I pour liquor into her glass too, we drink to each other in a glass during quiet morning burn hours.

"His Royal Highness Ulysses will return the right to inherit the throne. So I proposed to the witch."

"... that's a nice story. You contracted the nominee?

"No, no, I was talking to the witch's brother there. It was a very good punch."

"... how did we get to the conversation?"

I find Gisele's jittery gaze oddly pleasing. What the hell am I.

Have a sip of wine and laugh.

"With that said, you heard a strange explosion in the direction of the ocean."

"Yes, yes. It was an incandescent ride between the Demon King classes!! You burned - that was awesome. White magic doesn't have explosive attack power, but if you can use all the magic you want, you won't need an army. It's out of standard. Not at all."

"Hmm... I knew you weren't looking forward to it."

Gisele pours the liquor into the glass again. That's a fast boulder pace.

That said, I know exactly what happened to you to listen to me like this.

"The young man from the diocese is back, and I think it's going to be more and more interesting... I think we're getting the keywords together."

"... what is that?

"Um, there's a lot going on.“ Demon conductor circuit "would be" artifact "... and“ demon tribe "would be" residual demon conductor space ”...? Oh, yes, the Black Demon King has suggested something interesting. The untouched residual demon-guided space that was left near the Patriarchate, I was wondering if I could do something about that in my resources. Thor, with your help and the help of the Twilight guys, we might be able to embark on a new magic project. Will our research institute finally get its hands on black magic"

"It would be a grey zone with a magic circuit."

"Maybe."

As I circle the glass, I try to imagine some heartbreaking keywords and the demon kings connecting.

I haven't left the imaginary realm yet, but I'm sure there's a connection.

Because they are the ones who mark the times.

Paradoxically, there's no way the keywords of the new era have nothing to do with them.

"I'm going to be a little rushed again. Firstly, if His Royal Highness Ulysses and the Witch were also engaged, Ruskia would be thrilled, and other countries would likely react less, wouldn't they? Before that, if the people of the Patriarchate greet the bridegroom with their ex-white sage. Well, Eska's gonna run out of hands there... 'cause he's so disciplined and emotional."

Once he decides to do it, he won't lose his hand.

Not to mention you won't do it whilst your own sister, the Green Witch, will.

"His Highness Ulysses made a really manly decision. I can't give you back your right to inherit the throne. That said, this makes me feel so responsible... that I have to give birth to the next generation of green witches... Encourage me..."

"... if you say that in front of them, they'll sue you for sexual harassment."

She looked at me sneering, stroking my jaw, with her sneering, dong-pulling eyes.

That being said, it is true. It's very important to the Patriarchate.

Nothing. It's not my uncle's sexually harassing words and deeds!!

"But then Sir Raymond would be stubborn. The First Prince's faction may breathe back... haha"

"You haven't been around lately."

"Well, because Sir Raymond became vice king, and His Highness Ulysses became an advisory magician, and we were both full of talk and anticipation. I think the First Prince is quite capable, but there is a queen... Well, let's see how it comes out."

"... sounds like fun, Ur"

"Fun, too. Ruskia, who was at peace, finally made a move. It may be careless, but the sense of crisis still accelerates a lot of things..."

Was I a little drunk? No, are you always this temperamental?

I can't help but feel more hopeful for the future.

"Yeah, well, I was just talking to them about God. I was objectively guessing who the hell we were. So I found out something a little funny."

"... what?

"The artifact thing. Since I realized that the Demon King class was Mayday's rebirth of the Genesis God, I also took the liberty of looking into the artifacts, knowing that they were related to the Demon King class, but they were closely related to them even 2,000 years ago. Am I supposed to go to the Lord..."

And I laughed.

"But hey... there's not just Miss Machia..."

I don't know what it is.

Contact with various myths, including relations with artifacts. decisive elements to discern.

"It's refreshing to see if you don't have the elements to discern God because you don't have the artifact at hand, or if you can't reach the artifact because you don't have the elements to judge God, let alone both or otherwise. After all, the Red Witch is a mystery."

"... Miss Machia... she's a good girl though"

"Oh, no, you have quite her shoulder. You're my son's namesake."

………

Giselle drank wine once again.

It's a wonderful drink. And pour again.

"And then, yes. His Highness Ulysses returns to the earth the child in the“ example ”coffin, the son of his previous life. There won't be any problem... the coffin wasn't working originally. However, how will the Patriarchate move..."

"... you mean worried about the empty seats?

"Right. Especially Eska, who cared about the Red Witch and, um... Miss Machia is in trouble too..."

"But does the Demon King class have to leave something behind?

"That's his circumstance with that blonde who is the“ retriever ". Both the brave and the young man who can be called General Cannon. Esca, the archbishop of Holy Ashes, will soon want to complete the green curtain."

And while I'm laughing at my mouth, I'm a really terrible man.

I can't hide my excitement at their crisis, which is getting involved and building quite a relationship.

"... that's funny... you can't miss one thing..."

…………

"The lives of the Demon Kings are really interesting. Instead, it even seems to me that their lives are this mayday. They are exactly, the protagonists of this world. Fighting, hatred, killing and destroying, loving and nurturing, those who have the right to spin exactly the story, one action at a time who said so without affecting the world. He's a god, a hero, a brave man, a demon king, just a man. With all that power, it's kind of awesome that things don't go so well and suffer... I'm just an average reader reading their spinning stories after all. That said, I don't want to be just a reader, so maybe I'm in charge of writing... Just keep track of what you see and hear, and leave it in this world."

"... that's not a reader."

Gisele narrows her eyes and sighs one.

Something's already giving up. Yeah, yeah, good understander.

"You really, don't go too deep and get punched, do you? You're just a normal person like Kera the Worm compared to the Demon King class."

"Is that... are you worried about me, Giselle? Thankful......"

"Once you're that kid's father too, it's annoying if you die on your own. You said your father died early and you had a lot of trouble."

"Well, in the targeted sense that your wife's Spartan education has begun,"

………

I think my distorted personality could have been done in childhood.

Well, if I had no choice, I'd have no choice. As a normal child, it was almost impossible to survive as the master of Medithet. I guess Spartan education was a form of motherly love, now I know.

That said, I still don't want my child to have that kind of struggle from a very young age.

"Let's see what we can do."

"... do it"

Gisele is about to rub her eyes and yawn small.

I don't want to sleep at all like I don't want to wake up from the excitement of the night yet.

But, well, there's a meeting this afternoon, so why don't we get some sleep?

………

Gisele started napping on the couch, so I grabbed a blanket from the bedroom and put it on her.

It's about time you got cold.

Next to it, on the couch, exhaling for a long, long time, oh wonder.

I'm starting to want to sleep a little.

And at that time, my son Acreos, who was supposed to have slept in the bedroom, cried, so me and Gisele jumped right up and headed over to you.