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

"Yeah. Perfect."

My mother put her hand on my shoulder in a dress in front of the mirror and laughed nicely.

I, Salia Odileel, was trying on a dress to wear to the Royal Palace Ball tomorrow.

"A blue dress would look better on Salia than a bright red dress. Something that shows redheads."

A simple dress in glossy blue.

The white lace embellishments on the collar and sleeves are adorable in the fashionable shape of the shoulder now.

The choker with the Shizuku-shaped sapphire stuck to it also glorifies the neck.

I'm happy with the new dress myself...

"But Mother... I'm really... ha"

"What's wrong, Salia?"

"I can cry when I look in the mirror. 'Cause I, why am I such a mother's daughter... hah"

"Yes, it's okay! Even Salia deserves a“ chest ”!

My mother comforted me.

All right, all right, I'll stroke your head, and I'll pull you closer.

I didn't say anything in detail yet...

But it is, isn't it?

I am the daughter of a glamorous mother, overall thin and below average chest.

Even if I'm wearing a trendy dress because of it, I see something missing...

Mother spoke enthusiastically.

"Mother, I've eaten a lot since I was a little girl, and I've eaten a lot, so I grew up early and I'm going to eat a lot, and Salia's going to eat a lot!

"Hmm."

"... you haven't heard."

I myself in the mirror have dead eyes with no light...

"What? What did you say about Saria's breasts?

"Hey Keith, why are you reacting there?

Keith, who was reading a thick book on the couch by the window, jumped at the chest story, even though he had never shown any interest in changing my clothes until now.

And I'm leaving the book alone and coming this way.

"It's nothing good. Salia is good enough as it is now. I don't really like boobs..."

"Why do I have to reflect your preferences? Besides, while I inherited my mother's genes, I must have had such a poor chest, probably because I live a stressful life every day. Mostly because of you, Keith."

"Really?"

"That's how it's decided."

I turned out that way.

Keith takes a serious look at my dress now, without objection or reflection.

I tried lifting and lowering my hair to see what my mother would do with my hairstyle in the back... something was going on.

"Hey, Sarya, have you thought about what kind of hair you want?

"... yeah, to nothing"

"Salia is really stylish."

And now I asked Keith about my hair.

"Hey Keith. I'm Salia's hairstyle, which one do you think would be better to half-up or tie it up like an adult?

Keith takes her mother's inquiry seriously with her hands on her chin.

"Hmm, I guess I prefer half-ups. I like Salia's long hair. I mean, I like everything about Salia."

"You're a pretty good Cisco. You're annoying Salia all the time. What is that?"

My mother was clinging to my twin brothers, looking used to it.

And I said, "Look, you're next!," he says, trying to make Keith wear clothes for the ball.

"What, am I getting dressed too? It's so annoying!"

"What are you talking about! It's new, so we need to make sure it's the size."

"I don't like it. I don't like it."

"Say selfish like such a child again! Grow up."

"Oh, oh, my mother's idiot! Young Made Baba!!

"That's your mother."

Keith was twisted to the floor by the tyrannical force of her mother, and her clothes were snapped.

Hmm, this childish figure of my fifteen-year-old brother...

Keith the boulder is also a newborn deer in front of his mother.

"Hey, can I come in?

My father came into the room when the door to the room was knocked and my mother's "Fine."

My father notices me in my dress as soon as he walks into the room.

"Oh... Sarya, you look great in your new dress. I'm sure it's a beauty no lady can beat."

Father praises me well as ever.

But I sighed small.

"That's not true... I'm somewhere plain. I don't have the luxury. Like my mother, I have curly hair and wish I had some more breasts..."

"That's not true. Mother was certainly a flashy category, but Sarya has transparency"

"Hey Tor, what does that mean? You think I was cloudy?

"Say it well. Machia, you would have been bloody back then. I would have laughed."

…………

My mother couldn't say anything anymore, but she said more tongue-in-cheek to her father, "Thor's idiot".

My father laughed so hard at my mother's evil, he kept turning to me again.

"So, Salia, be confident. You look smart like your father, and you have good style. A man is something that likes a woman who is somewhat modest and clear. It's not like everyone likes boobs..."

"Is that what your father says?

"Ahhh...... Sarya is so pathetic, I may have dance invitations from all over. Marriage applications... my father checks them out from afar. Eliminate in some cases"

"Father frightened."

Parental idiot with his head out...... or idiot father.

Right next to such a father, Keith, when was it coming?

I pulled my father's sleeve and asked.

"Hey, hey, Dad, what about me? Am I crazy?

By her mother, Keith, forced to change, stands directly in front of her father, hands on her hips and a doorman's face.

Me and your matching, blue ground clothes.

Wearing an aristocratic white scarf looks a lot more mature than usual.

He's tall and he looks gorgeous, so if you put on the clothes you say like this, he'll stand out at the ball or something.

A little next door, my mother had put her hair on her ear or her habits in order.

"Mm-hmm. Well, in Keith's case, there's nothing in particular to say if you're nice enough to behave yourself at the ball anyway. And stop that dooya face."

"Huh? What does that mean, Father?"

"Something is already reminiscent of old Machia..."

…………

Keith and her mother, who were lined up, looked sideways and disgusted each other with "whoa".

Two people who look just like that.

When I was lined up, they thought I was a blood connected parent and child.

Maybe my father standing next to me thinks the same thing.

... If I saw it from Keith & Mother Side, would I & Father Side look like the same dude?

"But you're both grown up... even though you were a baby until recently"

"Isn't that recent?

Me and Keith both stick together to Father.

We sync sometimes. Boulder twins.

"But from my mother and father, you grew up in a flash. You're leaving us soon and going to school..."

"I guess it's just a matter of time before Salia leaves the Odileel family and goes to her daughter-in-law..."

"I'm sure you do. We're almost there. There's a fate encounter at the ball tomorrow."

Mother and father embrace each other for some reason, speak of unfounded delusions, and begin to weep guzzling tears.

What are these parents...

"It's okay. I don't get too close to guys. I'm not interested either, so I'm not going anywhere."

"... Surely you are an Indonesian and have been designing and designing magical fortresses all along... Hmm, but that's what I'm worried about... I'll have to go to my wife someday..."

My father still seems worried.

So I said this to reassure you.

"It's okay! Me, when I leave magic school, I become a royal palace magician. Build around the world that incorporates magic circuitry. Even if you can't go to your daughter-in-law, you'll be a working woman who can live by herself."

When I proclaim this, my mother rushes between my father and me.

"Chi, wait a minute! Sure, Salia would seem perfectly fine with that... Hey, hey Salia...... is there a male portrait of Salia's preference? Mother, I might want to ask you something."

"... Huh? Preference?"

My mother took my arm like a young woman, and she asked me, hey.

Showing me thinking "hmm," my father and Keith were all together and breathtaking.

"I'm not really into boys... but if you dare say so, someone like General Cannon"

…………

…………

In this one of my words, the air in the room solidified.

Mostly around my father and Keith.

"Uh, I see. You've missed Canon for a long time."

Only my mother will understand.

Yeah, nodding, "I do feel like an adult - I'm a hard worker and I'm handsome".

"No!

But Father and Keith speak up and deny it.

Ooh, it's unusual for these two to sync...

"No, no, no, no! I'll never admit it's General Cannon!

"... why should Keith admit it?"

"Ka, Kanon is... sure, he's an amazing guy, and as a father, I mean, I feel like a little closer to being old... he's pretty old to see... you know, he's single, but the queen... the"

"Dad, calm down. Because I didn't say I wanted to get married just because I said I preferred. I'm not that familiar with you."

Forgive all the men who panic.

It is said that General Cannon is the general of a great nation, and most importantly that he has always been single is a testament to his loyalty to the Queen.

You meant it was nice to say that.

My mother is shaking her head with "wretched men".

"I get it, Salia. In short, it's nice to have someone calm."

"Yes, yes. He's been on my side the whole time."

"Sarya also had a portrait of a man she admired, and Mother was a little upset."

My mother hugged me all the time.

Warm and calm. And something cute.

I'm supposed to be my daughter, but I just nadenaded my little mother's head a little bit.

"Saria."

At night, when I wanted to go into bed early and sleep, Keith was finally standing by the bed.

He must have come from his room with metastatic magic.

"What the hell, Keith?"

"Can I sleep with you? Let's talk for a second."

"I don't like it, Keith is a bad sleeper. Besides, we're not kids anymore."

"Don't say that. Once school starts, men and women can be placed in separate dorms. You won't be able to sleep with me."

"It's the best story for me because I don't have to sleep with you."

"Come on."

"... already"

Keith dived next to me, as he had always done since he was a little girl.

"Hey, Salia, it's about today."

"... I thought that was definitely it"

Sleep down, face to face with each other and have a conversation.

"Me, I ate that nut, and I only learned a little bit about it."

"... did you possibly analyze it?

"Yeah. I was reading a book earlier, exploring the magic of the fruit I ate. I was surprised, just a little... I felt their magic from that fruit."

"Who are they?

It's the Demon King class.

"... eh"

Keith laughed deeply at the nigga.

His eyes illuminate and glow dull in the moonlight slipping through a large window just behind the bed.

"There... it included the magic of my father and mother"

…………

I open my eyes unexpectedly.

If you're a person in this world, you have a lot of magic.

But the magic of a father or mother is also special, as if it were something different from the ordinary. By analogy, if ordinary human magic is transparent, do you mean demon king class magic has bright colors...

We twins register the human magic that we have met and come into contact with since we were little children as a search magic guide fortress in our own bodies.

If you register your personal magic information, you can use the navigation to transfer it to that person.

Father and Mother's magic is, of course, well understood.

I've touched on the side a lot more than anyone else, exploring the magic of the two of us.

And I've never been able to perceive anything as magical as they are.

But that nut said it had it...

"There's so much I don't know. But I'm just a little excited. I knew if I was in King's Capital, I'd know everything."

"... are you excited? I'm kind of scared."

"Salia is an outgoing coward. I'm fine. I'll protect you if anything happens. [M] She's my twin sister."

"What I'm saying is that I'm scared means you explode your curiosity and don't make fun of anything. And all of a sudden, even if you look at your brother... even if it's cool, your words are not convincing."

"Haha, yeah?

Keith was laughing naggingly, so I followed his cheek and pulled him.

"There he is," he strokes his cheek, turning away from me and looking up at the ceiling.

"Now that I know this, I can't see the truth. That was actually delicious there. Well, I'll go to bed. I'm really sleepy because of all this stuff."

"... yes. What the hell were you talking about?"

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Finishing the conversation unilaterally, Keith turned his back on me once he exhaled for a long time.

I also turn my back on Keith.

In the bed, each other's backs touch slightly and feel relieved by the warmth of one crack that exists there as a matter of course.

"Good night, Salia"

"... good night... Keith"

We're back-to-back twins.

Maybe that's been the case ever since I was born.