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

"How's that, Machia?"

"Not yet."

Machia in her new clothes, but she didn't seem satisfied yet.

Walking down a crowded path, he circles in front of me and peeks into my face.

"You said you wanted something delicious, right?

"You just ate a pillow."

"You know what, you really think I'm enough?

"No, not at all, I don't even think of fine dust"

I'm looking nowhere.

Machia's not here. Uh, grab my arm and rock.

I asked because I had no choice.

"What do you want?"

"What's Kiltraden's specialty? I'd like a cheese fondue."

"... nothing, it's not Kiltraden's specialty or anything"

Nevertheless, it is definitely the dish of the northern continent.

There are many cheese shops lined up here in the outer districts, and cheese fondue is in every store.

"But is it good? Because of this, even better course dishes are good."

"I want cheese fondue. It's a regular shop!

That said, Machia pulled me into a very normal restaurant, caught by the smell of that nose.

The store was decent, but clean for the price, brick construction with a good atmosphere.

It was still a little early for dinner and the seats were empty. Passed to the seat on the side of the warm fireplace.

Machia is somewhere so-so.

Hard work, looking at the menu.

"I think I'll have a drink, too."

"... Huh? Are you old enough to drink?

"Are you nuts? Kiltraden can drink from the age of eighteen. That said, you may not have noticed, but I'm over twenty."

……

Machia has a pompous face for some reason.

"On Earth, drinking was decided to start at twenty. You're at an emotional age."

Thinking of a distant, nostalgic place, I called the clerk and asked for wine for myself and grape juice for Machia.

He also asks for a variety of dishes, such as cheese fondue, which Machia said he wanted, and roasted lamb, baked pie, etc.

The first thing that came was a drink.

Machia stares at the glass of wine I have and looks down at her grape juice.

"What's the matter with you? Here, let's toast."

……

Cheers for the trick and the glass, I had a sip of wine.

I'm not so loud about the taste of alcohol, but this is even normal wine.

Easy to drink and cheap.

But this is as good as this. Normally delicious.

"I think you grew up first."

"What?"

"I was the same age on Earth..."

Machia drank a lot of juice and then blurred.

"Grape juice is delicious."

"Wouldn't that be nice? You want a drink, too?

"That's not what I'm saying. I don't like the way you grew up first."

"What is it? You, in this world, girls are faster adults, right?

……

Machia took Ba and my wine and drank it up.

"Oh, come on."

"I am the Red Witch of Heaven. I don't know how old or how."

"... tyrannical guy"

I sighed at Machia, who was good at it.

Machia's mysterious behavior and complex emotions are still poorly understood. I don't know about maiden hearts.

"Ah, cheese fondue, here we go!

By the time the food came, I changed my attitude with Colo and Machia became obsessed with it.

From a pan full of boiled cheese, there is a hint of white wine.

The utensils we've come with include those that cut buckets, warm vegetables, wieners, etc.

Machia put it on an iron skewer, put it on the cheese in the pan, and eat it.

"Ahoy."

Was it hot, I held my mouth and looked up.

"Be careful. You're gonna burn me."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey"

"Oh well. Well, good for you."

When you start eating something delicious, Nico and Machia get in a good mood.

Start eating even for people.

"Oh, it's been a long time, a decent meal. Dinner like this was normal until before. Do it. Travel, do it. Stay in a poor demonic country, do it. A life I'm totally forgetting because I was eating all these canned fish in a place like this."

"What are you. The kingdom of men with the poor. Whatever you eat, you just say it's delicious. You don't need a fancy meal."

"That's it. This is it. … although I do feel very happy with the occasional luxury of living a qualitative life"

Machia said with a smile all the time as she put on the mushroom and chicken pie wrapped grill.

For once, Machia grew up as an aristocrat, but she hasn't felt that way at all lately.

Are you saying that there has been an increase in the wild taste, or Machia as it is?

"Delicious?

"Yeah!"

For a moment, I nodded very happily.

The war isn't over yet, but without these moments, I can't do it either.

For a while, the two of us had fun eating and having a conversation.

"... that?

But when Machia looked out the window, she leaned her neck over what she had found.

And urge him to look out at me.

"That girl... isn't she Master Tatiana?

"Huh?"

When I looked at Machia's finger pointing, there was a brown, straight redhead girl wandering across the windowsill.

He's wearing a long coat and a fur hat deep, but I know better.

That's Tatiana from the old Royal Family of Guylia.

"Why... outside"

In a hurry, I'll look around, but there are no two of us on her side.

She's out in this downtown by herself.

You look like you're lost and you don't rely on it.

"Hey, Machia. We're going after him."

"What? Dinner."

"Next time I'll luxury you!

Makia seemed to regret it, but she knew the seriousness of the matter well.

We hurried to put on our jackets, paid more for our meals, didn't even get laid, and left the restaurant.

Because if she is also found by the federal central government, all the plans will become water bubbles.

With Machia, he followed Tatiana, the surviving princess of the Gailian royal family.

It's impossible for her to be alone.

"Hey, I don't know much about Tatiana because I never see her, but she's protected by two knights and she can't go out on her own, right? Why are you alone?"

I don't know.

I have no idea.

As a red-haired Phantom, Machia met Tatiana once, but naturally Machia doesn't know what happened to Tatiana.

It's time for the sun to set.

It was after her that she went through the alley and up the narrow ramp.

Gradually, he lost consciousness and arrived at an abandoned empty house.

It's a huge theater trail, a building so old that it's about to collapse.

Master Tatiana cares about her surroundings and then goes into it.

As we followed, we hesitated to enter the ruins.

"What shall I do? Such a place is dangerous. Why don't we just stop following her, dignify in, and pull her back?"

"That doesn't taste good. Even to Master Tatiana, there may be circumstances. Besides, is there someone else in that ruin?

"Who is someone? Are you trying to tell me that Master Tatiana is seeing someone?

"... I'm not here, I think I'm here."

Machia pulls me and hides behind the theater.

When I softly climb out of this, there is one man who glances at the ruins while worrying about his surroundings again.

He was a handsome young man in a long coat with soft beige hair.

We went right after him.

I was worried that if he made contact with Tatiana and did any harm... but Machia told me to "see how things were going a little bit more" and turned off his footsteps and sneaked them on.

Up a wide staircase next to the entrance, avoiding the empty floor of the hole, we peered into the large hall where the redness of light and dusk fell from the collapsed ceiling.

Tatiana and the earlier youth sat side by side just where the stage would be.

"... whats that"

I blurred with a whisper at the sight I saw.

Hi, it's not a normal atmosphere. From the edge, it looks like this little girl and I are meeting each other in a place where we can be alone...

It's probably the first air I can't watch anymore.

If you are a young man, you speak well to Master Tatiana.

Master Tatiana also, shy, listened to the story and said something.

"That's a date, no matter what you think."

"... I knew it was?

"Right. I don't want to interrupt the conversation. It's not so cute at first."

Machia also looks at the two of them from afar and assures them in a whisper.

Well, sure, if you open your mouth, it's not like our relationship where we hate each other like we breathe.

"That sticky, yes and it doesn't feel sticky. Moist eyes. Red cheeks than sunset. Subtle top-down subtraction. The guy is going to get something really bad, and I'm not sure whether to take my hand or not just now..."

"Stop it. It itches when it's explained with your mouth. Shut up about it."

For now, I held Machia's mouth and observed the two of them again.

But you say you're a lover?

I didn't hear that Tatiana had a lover.

Could it be that Alexei and Ivan with Tatiana... don't even know those two knights?

"Who's the other guy?

As far as I'm concerned, that's where I care the most.

I don't care what you think. I'm not from the outside world. Probably an aristocrat.

Where did such a boy get to know Master Tatiana and get along like that?

I'm exploring Tatiana, he's from the central government...

"Mmm."

Machia slapped me in the arm when I was walking around imagining this.

Because you've been holding your mouth? Let go of me.

"Are you choking me to death?

"Sorry."

Apologizing appropriately, me and Machia silenced and watched Master Tatiana and the youth again.

"Even today, I wonder if I can hear your name..."

"... sorry"

A young man asked Tatiana her name, and Tatiana apologized.

That interaction alone shows that Master Tatiana hasn't named that young man yet.

"When will I see you next? Tomorrow, I'll see you."

……

Master Tatiana got a little lost and then nodded.

"Here, at the same time as usual"

"Okay."

The two of them, in simple interaction, were scheduling their next meeting.

It's just words that have no other love, but to the two of them, they just seem happy to exchange words.

I'm smiling as much as I'm asking, but I can't stay or go.

In addition, I heard an interaction and frowned.

"I have a masquerade at the Royal Palace at the end of this month, you know?

"... I don't know. I'm a common man."

"I want to take you with me. If you're with them, you can take them with you."

"No, you can't.... You're gonna piss me off."

"To the people at home?

"Oh, yeah. Besides, I don't have a dress to wear to the ball."

"... well"

That's the kind of interaction.

Masquerade… Indeed, at the end of the month, such a ball is held in the Royal Palace.

At a big ball, everyone wears a mask to hide their identities and qualities and enjoy a one-day encounter.

As a matter of fact, that day was also the day of implementation of a plan.

So I frowned.

Master Tatiana will not be able to go to the ball with this young man.

She seems to know a lot too.

He had asked me out a few times, but I was diligently turning him down.

Then Master Tatiana broke up with the youth and left again, one person, for the downtown area.

We'll keep an eye on her until she gets home safely.

Because she was tearful, Master Tatiana still said something about that young man...

"What do you say, Thor?"

Machia asked me as I watched Master Tatiana go inside from the back door of the bar where the old royal stronghold was based.

"Are you telling the revolutionaries about Tatiana? That boy, he must be noble. He was wearing a golden decorative string, so he was a nobleman of considerable standing."

"... I know. We need to try and find out a little. Where the hell do you think we met?"

The identity of the youth must be known first.

And why did Master Tatiana leave the lair to meet that young man?

Most importantly, are they, after all, attracted lovers or not?

"I wonder what those old royal revolutionaries would think if they found out... that little boy would be killed"

Makia looked complicated.

We naturally have to take care of their intentions because we are in a cooperative relationship with the revolutionaries, but if the truly young Tatiana is in love, can you tell them to give it up because there is no choice?

This, to me or Machia...?

Very difficult.

The thought, as far as I know, is irresistible.