Story of The Ancient Demon King!

Walking through the night quail with a stick.

"Hey, Mr. Coct."

"Hmm? What?

I stop at Tamaki's question as she walks sideways.

"Where are you going to sell it? I'm walking at night... and I think it's nice to be in a drinking alley."

"That's a good question.... look. I think this grilled rice balls will suit even after drinking."

"Heh, that's right. Let me taste it this time, okay?... then this way. Let's go."

Mr. Tamaki pulls his hand early, but I don't want him to mistake me.

"Listen carefully to the end? It is common sense to walk in a drinking house at the earliest. We all know that. We need to look a little further to get out of there.... well, maybe Tamaki's still young, so I can't help it."

"Uh-huh, not as much as Coct-kun...."

Tamaki returns to me with a bitter smile.

"Think about it. Even if I went all the way to the clubhouse now, I'd just cry. This industry is not sweet enough for a newcomer to sell. If we're going, we have to choose where nobody's going."

"Er...?

"That's why I...."

Aim for places that are less likely to sell on foot.

"... let's go to the playground!

………

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I was guided to the flower town of Kujou, where night work flourished.

It is a completely different culture from the pleasure city of King's Landing.

The atmosphere is very different even if the building is based on trees and the ground is paved with soil.

That's true even with the lights. Street lights such as King's Landing lit the lanterns, but here they were lanterns and lanterns.

"You know what? It's not safe around here, so sell it quickly at the end... eh ~, if you can't sell it, let's give it up.

A frightened tamaki tells the child to tell him.

As a kid, she gets irritated and thinks she'll stick to it and sell it forever.

"Of course. But even though I'm strong... I'm worried because I look like this. Let's go safely first, as you said."

Yeah, that's a good boy.

It's an end to caress your head, and it's so embarrassing.

It's like Mom, doing this to the Demon King.

"... well then... how about grilled rice balls ~!

With an unspeakable face, I started walking around selling grilled rice balls that were on the basin.

But when you walk a little and enter the street in earnest, you see a different world again.

……

A playground that looks like an era play or movie.

Luxury girls peeking at us from the silhouette.

Travelers and tourists in kimonos with street prostitutes.

These girls don't whiten their faces, and there are differences such as their hairstyles and other things that are different from what I had in mind, but the sight of a long time ago that I couldn't actually see.

I remember a few Japanese festivals.

"I like this city....."

"Ahh, did you like it? I'm glad. I love this city too. It's so warm when you tell me to do what I like ~"

"Yeah, that's right. It's nice to be recognized by others, isn't it?... I'll chop my nails off this city with my rice dishes."

This Japanese-style city should make it easier for rice to penetrate. In fact, it seems that there are already some rice dishes here. It is no exaggeration to say that my rice is the most viable city. [M]

It eats away from food culture, humans. You can sink into the abundance of rice dishes.

"... you know, Coct? You look kind of bad.

"Oops, the evil at its root has leaked. I was born with it, and I'm horrible."

"Well, there are people who call themselves evil....."

Of course. I am the old demon king... and I will be the most evil being in the world.

"... how about grilled rice balls?! Now you'll also have to pee!

You melt into the cheerful scenery that seems to have entered the era drama.

It's fun...

Ahhh, with a sword, I would have enjoyed the atmosphere even more.

"--You 're selling something unusual."

Yeah?

Looking back, there stood a man with a burning face who turned his shoulders to the waitress and walked happily with him.

A dazzling blonde dress, a muscle that pushes up your kimono, and a glove that looks like a Yancha would fit in your hand.

"Nhh, okay? I'll feed you."

"Hah, hah, every time...."

When I tried to give the grilled rice balls wrapped in bamboo shoots, the man...

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

I ate it with my hand grip.

"I don't know...."

……

I'm thrilled...

Although it is a confident product baked with a special sauce or special miso, the taste also changes due to the national pattern...

"... isn't it delicious? Hoo, that tastes like a habit.

"Yes, thank you!

"Oh, don't worry. --Bye."

Yes?

It was a relief for a young man who somehow tried to take away a virgin.

Um, please pay for it.

"Ah?... and pay for that?

"Of course. I was eaten."

"... stay tight. Bye."

Rezent's youth is about to leave again.

……

... uhhh, I've got Mr. Tamaki behind me, and I'm going to stop him any longer. I don't like it, but let's pull it here.

"Oh my god!

"Eh, what?

♢♢♢

Archbishop Enze Grob and the playgirl walk behind the voice of a child walking.

"Ah, I'm falling asleep when I fill my tummy..."

"So where do we rest?

Grabbing the shoulders of a waitress and walking, Glob has been enjoying himself in the playground lately.

The intention to defeat the city's rioting boy, the Oboro family, was also to destroy it lightly, and there were people involved in Madame, and there was nothing to stop it.

"I don't know what to do... Oops!

Such a glove looked at one of the waitresses who had been taken by other guests.

"You, that's enough."

"Ha, ha?

"Ooh, you. It's up to you. Why don't you come with me?

"Chi, wait a minute! Then pay me!

A young man trying to steal a virgin attached to another customer.

But the waitress was walked for hours, not for free, and she grabbed Globe's arm without paying the price.

"Ah, yes, yes. Am I interrupting?

"Cat!?

A lightly paid virgin blows up flashy.

Like being jumped by a big pig monster, it blows up.

"Whoa, that girl--"

"I changed my mind."

The hard voice of the child from the direction the cowgirl flew away.

Hmm?

A walking child, who was holding a playgirl, places a basin of grilled rice balls in a nearby chair and walks toward the grove.

"We didn't have a stroke. Would you like to pay me now? With her for a minute."

"Ah... oh, yeah. I don't like it because it's a waste."

I just pretended to think and refused the child's request.

I don't think so. Amanda doesn't give Enzekian money to play in the playground.

Glob's gold was earned by attacking things that were likely to stand on his arms, such as the Oboro family, but there wasn't enough money to hang out with a maid every night.

"You weren't willing to pay from the beginning. You know what they say about people like that?

"... cumming, what do you mean ~?

Glob asked, laughing funny.

The child answers without hesitation.

Say "bastard.”

The air waves spread around the gloves and children.

"Haah!?

"Yikes!!

Severely stirring up the surroundings like an explosion.

Hmm?

Decoping Glob's fingers were numb.

"It's no use. You better give up what you're gonna do to me from the edge."

The child, who hung the edge of his mouth without any fear or haste, remained there unchanged.

"Hoo, you can't stand what you just did.... kid, why don't you come with me? I'll take you with me."

"I don't like it. You had better see painful eyes here. [M] If it's just a fist to hurt someone... you don't need it, do you?

Oh?

It was clear from looking at the unwavering eyes of the child that there was no intention of provocation and that the words were from the bottom of the heart.

"What are you thinking!! You're dealing with kids!?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! No offense to this kid! It was just a little soaring up... please!

A waitress roughs her voice and an eggplant hugs her child from behind and begs for forgiveness.

"Oh, I see. But he doesn't seem to think so. Hey?"

"Oh, of course. You won't miss it. It's not good for security here... no, it's not good for everywhere, Mugu!"

"Hey, Coct-kun!? I apologize. Shut up! This is different!! This is...."

Mugh

Tamaki saw a glove twisting his body and swinging his fist, blocking the child's mouth to reveal a mysterious margin.

The muscles swell up, and the wild magic that strayed from normal trajectories gathers in the fist.

The bustling playground is temporarily quieted by unusual magic.

Bird skin stood in the cold, unified in fear of Glob's fist, which made him think of death.

"Puhah... I hope you're serious. Then know the pain and regret it."

But a hostile kid.

Glob has something dark on his chest as a spooky kid peeks at his unnatural, uncompromising confidence.

"... hah! He's a kid who doesn't lose his mouth. Then I won't leave any traces... as you wish!!

"Hyooo!?

Eggs in the chunks of death that are thrown close their eyes and desperately hold their children.

……

However, the feeling of death does not come at all.

Nothing has changed since then.

Perhaps this is death, and because of God's mercy, there is no feeling of pain, etc., and it is rising to heaven.

But I have a little warmth on my arm.

The child in his arm is not moving at all. Same as before.

The mysterious balls slowly opened their eyes.

……

Somehow in front of him, Glob looked astonished.

His fist was stuck in that position.

"... there are things like this."

It has nothing to do with the walking children who were hugged by tamaki.

The child did not move slightly, and Glob's big fist trembled with the rising magic...

"--Be good."

More than that, the huge palm was being held back by the child's current strength.