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

"Dear Machia, you're not feeling well at all.... because you have reunited with Master Cannon?

He cares about me as Lepis helps me change my dress.

This time the dress was a bright red, golden decorated dress. The golden workmanship elegantly decorates the chest.

The goldsmiths are all fitted with emeralds, accessories that tighten the red more.

Hair decorations were also not the usual ribbon, but a large amount of gold and emerald width that stuck to the top of the ear.

I take a glimpse of Lepis and nod small.

"... right. That's a lot of stuff."

"It doesn't seem like it, it would be better if you were also a Red Witch. Don't worry, General Cannon won't try to kill you yet. Besides, you're not such a weak witch to be killed so easily, are you?

"... in a violent way."

Sure, I'm the Red Witch. Honestly, I was wondering if it was something that would make it so easy for you to defeat. It's what it is.

But it's not there.

"Nothing. That's good. I just... I don't know why. I don't feel like I can win at all."

"... Yes?

Lepis seems to wonder about something like my unexplained crush.

"Hey, Machia. Remember that party a year ago?

"... Yep. When I first met Ulysses and danced angrily with the brave."

"Yes, yes. I've been out of the Patriarchate, with Perselis, watching or not on a tree..."

Now we are on our way to the salon of the Royal Palace, which met with a reunion of destiny a year ago.

Just such a peaceful evening in the spring.

I'm wearing a bright red dress and Thor is wearing black.

"I don't know what to say, it's a very different position in a year... I'm wearing a much more luxurious dress than I did a year ago, and Thor couldn't even get me into a salon, and now I'm king."

"It's been a year of rage... there's been a lot going on. But when it came to peace for a year, it was peace."

"... right"

Peace, the sound of the word sounded a little complicated to me now.

I wonder if that was really peaceful.

I was just wondering if it was the quiet before the storm.

"You must be anxious about the brave man."

"... hmm? No, it's not that brave..."

For as long as the conversation in the room was on the way, Tor still cared about my expression or something.

"In the first place, you're so strong if you mean it, you need to be scared too..."

"You know, that's why I don't care about brave people... yours..."

"Me? What the hell?"

……

I don't know anything, Thor. I looked up at him chillily and out of sight again.

Thor is shocked when he sees her. Either way, I'm sure.

"... I'm fine. I'll take care of you.... even if you're strong."

"Tor......"

"You can't use magic without hurting your body."

Tor said with some good-looking face.

I'm sexually angry because I look good. You're referring to a guy who says this is a sinful man.

"Hey, Mr. Thor, Maki."

"That, Lily, you, how many parties are you attending on your first day of wedding?

Ulysses found us and ran over.

It was just when I got into the salon.

"'Cause Frezier's customers are here, too. And... Look, there's General Cannon. I'm not the only one who can entertain a newlywed by turning to you."

"... lily"

He remains busy.

Ulysses looked at me and seemed to pin something right away.

"That, Maki. What's the matter, man? You're not feeling well, either? Or, after all, the brave..."

"Huh? Oh, no... you're amazing. You have to realize right away."

"I kind of felt different than usual. It's okay. If we had all three of us, we'd be invincible."

"... right"

I laugh and snort.

A man with a boulder marriage and a family is reliable......

"Oh, my God, you said I was okay, but you reacted like," Yes, yes, "and you said you'd be relieved."

"You and Lily aren't the same anymore. It doesn't feel very stable."

"What the hell is that?"

"Stop it, both of you. Everybody's watching, 'cause this is the salon."

It was when me and Thor spoke lightly and Ulysses were still around to follow.

Katsun Katsun and the sound of high heels approached me and went right past me.

Fluffy

Long hair with light pigments that cross from behind with the raw, warm wind of spring.

Straight, like a particularly shiny yarn under a chandelier.

From that moment on, I didn't like it, but I remembered a 2,000 year old statue of a beautiful girl with pale blonde hair.

"Princess Shatoma ~"

The girl seems to be looking for Princess Shatoma in the salon, fluttering over there, fluttering over there.

You must have been dressed in a white unfamiliar dress.

I have no movement and gather my gaze around me.

Yes, it was Lena I saw during the day.

"That girl... she came out of her uncle's room with Princess Shatoma"

"What, Princess Shatoma's relatives or something?

Ulysses, naturally, but Thor still doesn't know that the girl is Helena, who was once his own wife.

I dot cold sweat and cover my cheeks with trembling hands.

Oh, oh, oh, no more. No more.

I just, I was blue, though I can't even put it into words myself.

If the girl turned around and something was completely over, there was a rush and a fear that I had never felt in my life.

And over this time, Lena steps on the hem of her dress, and she falls.

No, I understand. It's not dodgy, dumb or anything to step on a man in modern Japan on Earth in a dress with a long hem that tightens his hips so much that he wants to tell him if he's going to destroy his guts.

Naturally.

But Lena's in the spotlight.

"I was there..."

You're embarrassed. You're turning your face bright red, holding your hips and trying to get up.

"Oh... is she okay?"

"I can't take a look."

Ulysses and Thor.

They try to reach out to the child for salvation and get close to you.

"Um, ma'am... if you're looking for Princess Shatoma, I'm sure you'll be there..."

While Ulysses says so, Thor crouches in before Ulysses and tries to make you stand.

……

………

Oh.

Lena's maiden tendency expression the moment she saw Thor's face is, well, Thor, so it's resolved.

The same was true when Princess Lulu.

And when I saw Lena's face, the look on Thor's face.

All this, I don't know what to say.

Yeah, this look on his face is probably the look she found out was Helena.

I looked wide open at those black eyes once, and they were solidified for so long that I wondered if I had stopped breathing.

Lena was bewildered by Thor's reaction, "Um..." and kept her hand taken.

Nanjosan, you're sad.

For some reason, this was the word I would say to myself.

I think maybe I was very confused.