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

53: '3' Tor, the true summit of Machia.

I'm Thor.

After finishing the whole job at Rayline, I had dinner and went back to my bedroom with Machia.

"Uh, I'm full already. I ate a lot of meat, fish, shellfish, vegetables."

Dive into a fuzzy bed and let yourself be drowsy after a full stomach, Machia.

Machia ate well today.

"Thanks to my“ big greenhouse, "you're overeating, Machia, just because you've managed to get food around."

"'Cause I need to eat when I can"

Machia has no colour for reflection.

It's just happily gobbly.

Now, "big greenhouse” is this rayline farm facility that grows real vegetables in a vinyl house made of space magic.

Rainstorm-resistant spatial magic makes vinyl houses an excellent way to collect sunlight and not require so much construction material.

When the Gran Tower is ready, it will be available for deployment via that tower.

Perhaps Layline's own agricultural landscape can be done.

"Hey Machia...... get dressed if you're going to sleep. Who sleeps in a dress?"

"Mm-hmm... then let me get dressed Tor"

"Asshole. What do you think I am?"

"You used to make me change..."

When was that?

That was when I was still a servant.

In the first place, he'll always think of me as a harmless hedgehog.

When this happens, awaken the Black Demon King in me and rip Machia's dress off...

"Thor, hurry up"

"Oh, yes."

I'm going to unbutton my back of Machia's dress, which sticks to the bed all the time.

On dewy white skin and a thin inner piece, the result was a subtle chew on the lower lip with a subtle face, but a quiet peel of the dress.

Machia is a mannequin.

Machia is a mannequin.

But again, its beautiful line of hips and accentuated chest just catch my eye.

However, there were red scars everywhere because today's injuries have not healed yet.

Unexpectedly, touch the back wound.

"... Hih"

Machia reacts tingly, shaking her body.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did it hurt?

"hey... what the heck, suddenly you touch me with a weird hand"

"Weird tricks... you could afford them when they were taking your clothes off"

"It doesn't make any sense to me to touch it properly!

……

I don't know.

Is he saying this guy should have been treated appropriately?

"I'm going to bed now," Machia said, turning away a little bit and diving into bed alone.

It was Castle Style at first, but in time, I snuck my face out of the futon.

"Tolu, let's get some sleep. Hey."

And make a sweet voice.

You devil.

I'll get dressed, too, and get in bed.

When she calmed down with her back to Machia, she crawled her fingers on people's backs and was doing something.

"Hey, what are you doing? Wow, that's awesome."

"Oh, I'm writing letters. Read it properly."

……

Or, hey.

Machia let go of my insides and made people crawl letters on their backs again.

However, at first, I didn't pin any letters, but when I became aware of them, they appeared to be in Japanese.

Oh, yeah?

Words like that at first.

"It's been a long day and I'm sleepy.

Give it back.

Then Machia crawled her fingers on her back again.

Am I right?

Didn't you just change the way you said it?

"You've been sleeping all over your stomach."

Give it back again without hesitation.

It was only a little while ago, but once again Machia crawled her fingers on my back.

Mm-hmm.

You moody bastard.

Then I just want to tell you to take your own dress off.

Idiot

If I don't answer anything, this is it.

Aho.

Loricorn

Heckle

He's already told me whatever he wants.

I thought I'd go to bed already, but it bothers me subtly that her thin fingers crawl through my back, and I can't sleep.

For a while Machia drew a meaningless guru on her back, then silenced.

Eventually, I stick my body to my back, and then write letters again.

Come on, baby. Stay.

Um, this one.

This is why Mr. Machia...

Machia's pinnacle is a abrupt dele from irrational ramblings.

Nevertheless, I ignored Machia just a little bit because it carries things the way she thinks.

Did you?

The letters pass on again. But try to get some sleep.

Machia had stuck to people's backs for a while and grown up, but she whined a little "That's boring," wondering if I'd fallen asleep, and then buried her face on people's collars.

And at the end of the day, you write letters like this.

Tor. Isuki.

Oyasumi

... God.

Am I being tried?

No, Mayday gods are full of bastards, so don't be.

Because it's just a bunch of them.

"... makia"

He turned abruptly toward Machia, trying to cover her, staring at her face.

Machia naturally thinks I was asleep, so she's squeezing her eyes in surprise.

In the meantime, I blush my cheeks and cover my face with my hands.

I guess something was very embarrassing...

"Oh... oh, I was awake, Tor"

"Sort of."

"That's cowardly! Oh, you ignored me!!

"Sorry."

"... ugh"

As I looked down pale, Machia was frightened and finally turned away.

Paying for her hand covering her face, she looks regrettable, but it's just a maiden tick look like she expects something.

Lifted his jaw gently and mouthed gently.

Machia kept an eye on me for a long time, but the hand grabbed my sleeve unreliable.

……

……

Let go of my face and stare at each other for a little while.

Eventually Machia turns a gasp on my back and pulls me in, like she says she can't stand it.

"Whoa."

I was in a slightly floating state from the top of Machia, but I rode it out of my mind.

My chest, my chest. Aaaaaaaa.

"Oh, hey... it's heavy, get off me"

"No. Thor's finally been nice to me."

"... what the hell. You're always sweet, I am."

Get him ready for dinner, make him a bunk, let him change.

Absorb Machia's overwhelming destructive power and do it.

"It's not like this. Thor is a former Black Demon King, and even if people are sweet, it feels like yes. Really, you're dressed."

……

"Phew, Tolu"

Stick your cheeks to your cheeks, Machia, who is somewhat pleased.

Nevertheless, it would be heavy, so I turned to the side and opened my chest towards Machia.

Machia jumps straight into my chest, sweet as a mess.

Lovely guy...

I wonder how Machia got to look so cute.

Even though everything is disturbing and Mayday is now unstable and disorderly, stroking Machia's round head makes such a thing seem like a story of another world somewhere.

The reassurance of being with Machia today goes beyond all anxiety about them.

That's the most amazing thing about Machia.