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The city was crawling with festivals.

There are shops and outdoor shops lined up there, and the cheers of pleasure are echoed from everywhere.

I was walking with Fiona, Solas, the media.

"Princess! How about this? Next time I'm going to make it a specialty of the inn, it's a skewer. Go ahead, taste it."

"Oh, that looks delicious."

"Princess. What about this one! It's a new garment made of cotton, but I would like to ask for a sense of use!

"This is it. That's a good touch."

And so on, Fiona was surrounded by people on the road to go. That's all.

"Yikes, Dear Fiona -!"

"Thanks for everything, Princess -!"

And it's the end of it all the way to cheer.

"You're so popular, that princess"

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you're a princess who fights hard against the slow coming demons to protect the city. Well, you'll be a hero."

The gaze of the city's inhabitants toward her is mostly favorable.

He seems to be so trusted that he is convinced of the number of this person.

By the way, they hated the media more than I did.

"Wow, I'm leaving."

And I left alone, and I went.

I'd love to get away from these crowds if I could, too, but the princess's gaze is checking over here about every few seconds, so I'm not going to get away with it.

Or I'm so scared.

It's a relief, though, because people who flock to her occasionally intercept their gaze.

"But if it's a battle with the demon gods, Mr. Kouta does a lot of it, too, so if Mr. Kouta appeals to you, can't you afford to be surrounded by that much?

"Hey, I don't know what you're mistaken about, but I'm not doing it because I want to. And I don't even want to be surrounded."

Though I've beaten down many and many in a series of almost force majeure, basically I prefer to be neat in the city's sunshine.

Or I do a massage in the guild talking foolishly to my customers and think it's many times easier to be making the right money.

Enough to avoid a heroic situation surrounded by people like this if you can.

"Mr. Kouta is too greedy."

"It would be worse if we were to put out greed and defeat more demons!

I just want to live quietly and peacefully in abundance, and I never want to remain in a battlefield where blood and dust reign.

Fighting and all that hassle in the first place. I don't want to.

"Oh, it's kind of like the liberation of a festival that's freeing us up somewhere else."

"Phew, leave your grievances and grievances behind at this time! Hey, look, it's a festival, man!

Sure. I can't help but come here and be boo-dropping, what do you think?

"No, I'm sorry, Master Kouta. Thank you for waiting."

Fiona's back.

"Is that enough? I'm a princess, and you can be more appealing."

"No, because this is the usual. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to make a Kouta-like appeal. There's a big black magician here! When I say that, I think it's exciting to see how many more people's eyes you've got."

"I'll tell you just in case. Never do it. I'm not pretending. Never. Don't do it, okay?

I'll stab Fiona with a goose.

Is that what you find out and people surround you with? I want to be quiet when I enjoy the festival.

As she thought so, Fiona cheered as if she had no choice.

"Yeah, I know. In other words, if you do that, you will lose the opportunity to oligarchy Master Kouta. I don't like that."

He says with a grin, but you're still scared somewhere. This princess.

However, if it doesn't fall apart, thank you.

I don't want to stand out in weird places either.

"Even so, it's a really great crowd."

So much so that every time I walk, even if I'm not getting my attention, I'm going to hit people.

"You say you're at war with the demon gods, but so many people come together."

I wonder if a lot of people don't care about the % and the area.

Well, it's more atmospheric to be optimistic than pessimistic, how dare you whine.

"Umbu."

A young man with glasses from before hit my chest.

"Wow, bad"

"No, I'm sorry about this one."

Me and the young man keep each other's heads down.

Originally, that's it, and we were just passing by.

"Is that it? Is that soul, the Demon King?

The young man with the glasses began to say that when he looked at the solas beside me.

He seems to be the type of person who can see his soul,

... You just said this guy is the Demon King 'Dear'.

That means I inquired with an unpleasant sweat on my spine.

"You know, I just want to ask you... could it be a demon god?

Then the answer came right back.

"Uh, ah, yes. I am Alokes, the demon god."

In the city, or in the king's capital. And even though it was during the festival, there was usually a mix of demon gods.