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

Back in the room, Machia took a bath first.

Meanwhile, a sumptuous meal is prepared and arranged on the table in the room.

The whole grill of pigs is placed in the middle, surrounded by tons of dishes. Dim sum, fry, fry.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow"

Machia in the bath puts her finger on her mouth and shines her eyes.

"You finally say goodbye from your poor life"

I've also been hungry for a long time, and we sat down and ate obsessively.

The food on the eastern continent has been around for a long time, and I still can't wait to be a sumptuous meal for court cooks.

If we split this up, Machia will flatten it one after the other.

"What do you say, Machia? Delicious."

"Yeah! After all, delicious food moisturizes my heart ~"

"What is it? You said you were tired earlier, but you have the energy to eat."

"I'll go to bed when I eat."

"Seriously. It's bad for your stomach. You're gonna get fat."

"My stomach is sturdy. Besides, I'm not fat."

Machia, who tells you like you've won.

Machia sure doesn't get fat eating or eating.

Eating, sleeping, eating, sleeping and repeating doesn't make me fat.

How many women envy that?

"Well no... just eat"

That said, I've endured a qualitative life a lot so far, and Machia's plenty of food feels good for watching.

Now I want you to eat enough and get enough rest. Machia's power will be absolutely necessary.

"What, Tor, are you spoiling me today? Rare ~"

Makia is acting strange. Eating refreshments.

"That's disrespectful. You're always spoiling me."

I don't know.

"What is it? Then I'll hear what you have to say today."

After I said it myself, oh, I thought, Machia is smiling like a little devil.

"Really?"

"... what the hell are you letting me do?"

"Um, yeah. Then you can sleep with me later."

"... Huh?

I thought that was the usual thing.

But Machia thought it was something I wasn't comfortable with.

I obviously threw a tight gaze.

"You don't have to think weird. I'm gonna take a nap, so I just need you to be a pillow like always. It's a talking pillow. Talk to me?

"... a child."

"It's good. It's good. You said you'd listen to anything. I'm sweet, but if I were you, I'd always be cool, I'd be dressed."

Machia twinkling while eating.

There has been tyranny here for a long time, but these days the pointy parts have been rounded up and you're being sweet.

I know he was originally like this, but I kind of feel sorry for him and want to spoil him very much when I think he may not have had a lover who could be fully sweetened before.

No... it's all my fault...

"I get it. I haven't slept since yesterday either, isn't that good?"

"... hehe"

Machia laughed deeply.

Nevertheless, Machia said she really slept.

Maybe it's because after I eat it, maybe it's because I'm sleepless, or maybe I'm still very tired.

After eating, she brushes her teeth and walks like a drag as she drifts, diving into bed.

"Look. Tor will sleep with you. That's the deal."

"Seriously. 'Cause I'm gonna change."

Machia just peeks her eyes out of the futon and stares at this one.

It's hard to get dressed, I threw my gaze at you, but it doesn't work.

It's like an animal aiming for the outside world's prey from a nest hole, looking at this one.

"Thor, come on, Thor, come on, Thor, come on"

Make a cat stroke and call me.

Shiver, the duvet is already messed up.

"How are you?"

"Shut up. I can't help sleeping anymore."

"I guess I'm sleepy. Go to sleep."

"I can't sleep without Thor's pillow, and I don't want to sleep"

"What the..."

Leaning his neck, he hurried to the bed.

Machia seems simple and complicated.

There are times when I think it's so much simpler.

For example, around thinking or honestly following a pretty guy, even if Machia says herself like this.

Machia crawls through the futon and sneaks up on me, tangles her legs, something else, hugs her no more, buries her face on her shoulder.

I wouldn't say what, but it's soft.

The good smell of shampoo blushes my nose directly.

Now, Mr. Machia, you don't have to do anything to me.

I'm the worst witch who's good at torture. Thank you so much.

"You can't go anywhere while I'm asleep"

"What is it, Mr. Machia? That's an extrajudicial restraint."

"Catch him or you'll go away."

……

Machia's story is strange.

I've been somewhere before.

Machia has a strange face about what's unsettling, but she's grabbing my arm all the time.

I turned to Machia and opened my chest.

Makia looks kind of happy, turns around and hugs me.

Hmmm.................. cute.

I regret myself for thinking of Makia as honestly cute.

But I wonder what.

Every single one of your actions is something like this, you say you're in a hurry, you say you're desperate... you say you're going to have feelings?

"You... something a little strange?

"What the hell is that?"

Sounds like you've got something to be sorry about.

Yesterday the joy of reuniting with Ulysses seemed to be a priority, but I wonder what. All the time, something's wrong.

Say you're feeling better from somehow, even if you're showing good health, or rather, you're not feeling well all the time.

Machia kept her mouth shut for a while, but asked, to the lid.

"Hey... can't you remember anything about the mythological era yet?

"Huh?"

For an unexpected inquiry, I stare into Machia's face. But Machia doesn't look up.

"You, maybe, remember?

"... in the battle against the King of Silver, just a little"

"So you're not feeling well the whole time?

"You don't think I'm well?

Machia finally, looked up.

I look Machia in the eye and snort.

"I said I remembered, but I felt like I only peeked a little. Though I didn't know anything about the situation..."

……

"In the age of mythology, I wondered if something good had happened. Giganto Magilliva, even if they say it in words, has never come pin before. But after all, it was a terrible war."

"... makia"

That's all she said, she went straight to sleep with Swoo.

Put your hands on Pong and Machia's back and exhale for a long time.

What the hell is going on?

I don't remember one thing about the mythological era.

Not that I don't care, but I didn't even feel like I could remember such a distant old memory.

But it bothers me to say that Makia cares about something.

What the hell happened in those days?

I wonder what's making Machia anxious.

It's in the back of my chest to say that there's no such thing as a hunch.

Maybe I should know about those days after all.

Sleeping, I heard voices in my dreams.

It was a voice calling me.

Someone seemed to be wandering through my space.

"Ah... Lilith"

Soon, I knew who that was.

Lilith, daughter of the Twilight clan and daughter of Nathan, who was converted into a giant soldier.

She's been sleeping in a black box for a time, but she's waking up, dragging a futon, wandering around in the space I've sealed her in.

It was a dream country filled with toys and playthings for kids.

"Whoa, what's going on, Lilith? Did you wake up?

……

Lilith is wearing a beard.

I wonder what's wrong. You missed me, and when you saw me, you rushed over and hugged me to my feet.

"What's the matter, Lilith?"

"... Oops... Oops..."

……

I don't know why.

I held her up and refrained until I stopped crying.

We played with him with playthings, moved the space and gave him treats.

Still, Lilith's expression was dark and not serene.

Always hold me by the wasp and loneliness.

"Lilith, it's okay. Soon, your father and your people will all help you. Then you're not a giant soldier either, you can just put her back on the girl."

……

Lilith had her index finger in her mouth. Here, if you can octopus, even if you let it out of your mouth, I'll suck your index finger right away.

"... it's gone..."

"Huh?"

Lilith muttered in a slightly different and clear-cut tone.

"0"

Kachi..................

Something like a clean fit somewhere... or one big move of a clock needle...

That sounded like it.

I slept about three hours and I woke up.

I can tell the room is dim and evening.

Lilith was already an adult and seemed to fall asleep in a black box.

I wonder why you're waking up now...

What did Lilith want to tell me?

I don't like the silence. I get a strange heartbeat when I say I'm awake.

I'm afraid of the red burn I can see through the window.

I peered into Machia's face next door. Machia is still asleep.

"I'll put you to sleep a little more."

I thought I'd wake up when I was hungry, trying to get out of bed, but Machia was holding my arm disappointingly, and I couldn't get out.

I sighed while keeping my forehead down.

Take your arms off, twirl your body, and get out of bed.

I stretched my back and then headed for the bath.

Our room is superior.

Frezier's bath is a flush, and the bathroom where you can smell herbs calms down.

I put myself on hot water for a while, gave myself up to that warm water, and it was blurry.

There's a lot to think about. Whether you dreamed about it earlier, how Machia looked, or about the mythical age.

What did Master Tatiana and those two knights tell each other and what decision did they make...

Lena, I wonder what's going on.

According to Machia's story, he refused to come with Machia.

"Tor!!!

But that's the time.

The bathroom door opened up vigorously, and I was a little shaken.

"Thor! You said you shouldn't be gone, but I thought you were going somewhere."

"Hey, hey, what's up, Machia? He said he's just taking a bath..."

Me, the boulder, suddenly gets a peek in the bath and rushes to hide myself.

Hot water has a cloudy herb color.

"It's an emergency. I can't take it any longer."

"... what?

Besides his thoughts, Machia had a serious look.

I also remembered the unspeakable chest noise that had been going on for so long earlier that I let Machia leave the bathroom and quickly changed her clothes.

"I apologize for taking you in. It's an emergency."

General Iri, Princess Shatoma's sister, sent for us.

I haven't had my hair dry yet, but with General Iri's white magic, I'll have it dry in an instant.

I knew white magic was handy...

I've been thinking about it for such a long time, but General Iri has been looking as tough as he bit his back teeth from earlier.

"... what the hell is going on?"

"We have received urgent communications from intelligence agents in Kiltraden via Overtree. The Marshal of the Federation has been murdered."

"What!?

For the sudden news, I opened my eyes and there were no more words.

It was too big a surprise to say what happened.

"Apparently, Istarte, the“ King of Silver ”, and a conspiracy by the Sorcerer of Twilight, who had been captured by the Federation. He said he raided Congress, the core of central government, and killed no more than one senator."

"The King of Silver?... Why this phase"

"... I wonder if he's willing to start something"

Me and Machia looked at each other.

"Oh, and over Kiltraden... anyway, there's no footage here, so please come to Overtree"

General Iri was blue anyway and had a rushed look on his face.

Maybe there's an answer to the unpredictable hunch that's been in us.

Shizukuishi dripping down my heart and ripples spreading... disgusting anxiety.

Anyway, hurry up, me and Machia headed over to the overtree.