The Demon King Of The Frontier Life, Reincarnated To Become The Strongest Mage ~The Former Demon King Who Grows Up While Being Loved Wants To Know The Human~

"Martha"

"What's up? Yuki."

"What if I told you that my last life was an immortal magician, reincarnated with that memory and skill?

A few days before the Orientation of "Magic Guild".

At the lunch table, I told Martha that.

Because I thought it was time we talked about it.

Sooner or later, I'll stop growing and I'll stop getting old.

Then you have to disappear from people's worlds.

Don't let Martha be surprised then.

To me, Martha is more than family.

Now that I know about Lyle and Remilia and I'm about to get involved with my previous life, I don't know when or what there is either.

So while I was calm, I thought I'd talk to you.

"All of a sudden."

"I'm sorry. I surprised you"

"It's a habit."

"... I'm so sorry"

"... what if Yuki was the reincarnation of the immortal sorcerer?"

Martha clenched her neck as she poured additional honey into my pancake.

"Right. And when I say one day I'll be gone from people's worlds,"

"Are you going to be gone?

"After the growing season, you don't get old. You can't have a guy like that all the time in the world."

"Okay. If you say Yuki is immortal and will be gone one day,"

Martha sprained her neck a little before

"In the meantime, I think we're testing Martha's loyalty."

"You think it's a lie?

"No, it doesn't"

Sifting, Martha shook her head to the side.

"Yuki doesn't lie like that."

"So what do you mean you're trying?

"Martha throws everything away and follows Yuki or not,"

"I'm not going to be such a terrible husband. I am."

"That's why I'm in trouble."

"Are you in trouble?

"'Cause when you follow me, I'm sure Yuki will say,' What are you going to do about Martha's mother, Melissa? 'You'd say, wouldn't you?

"That's what you say."

"So here's a letter for you"

Martha removed a small parchment from her maid's pocket.

"This is a letter from my mother, Melissa. I am feeling better and will be able to return as a maid of honor to your mansion next month."

"Seriously!? Good for you, Martha."

"... that's what you're saying, so I'm in trouble"

"What is it?"

"Nothing"

Martha, with a calm face, placed a bottle of honey.

There's honey spilling out of the pancake plates, wetting the table. But you don't seem to notice.

"Martha. I'm about to turn on some hot water."

"It's a good opportunity. Practice making tea. Mr. Remy."

"Okay."

I can hear Remy in the kitchen and the water boiling.

Martha smiles softly and waits for my word.

So I decided to keep explaining.

That I was killed by The Sanctuary Church in my previous life.

A lot has happened and reincarnated. Three years ago, I remembered my memories of my previous life.

That a certain girl was reincarnated after me.

The promise of my last life that I would have to take it from my wife.

That's a possibility of immortality, so you have to protect him.

"Really, I was going to disappear when I smashed Teacher Kahle in the Baron Territory. Brother Zeros and I got into a fight, and we lost our identity."

"Were you?

"Oh. But Brother Zeros told me that you would risk your life to keep my secret. And then you declared me your brother. So I lost the time to disappear."

"I see. So I see."

Martha nodded.

"Actually, Zeros is the one who helped my mother get back into the maid."

"Your brother?

"Yeah, let's not worry about Martha and serve Yuki."

"Don't do it, brother."

You're Yuki's brother.

"Is it my fault?

"Come on, what do you think?

Laughing like trouble, Martha hugging the parchment.

Then, close your eyes quietly,

"How many years from now?

"Huh?"

"This is a time when Yuki will stop growing and will no longer be able to live in the human world."

"... will normally grow up in the late teens, until the early twenties, as a young man with a child's face (how cancer) pushes through... ten more years to go."

"In the meantime, we'll sort things out."

"Whose?

Martha's.

"... you know, Martha"

"I won't accept objections. Yuki."

... I guess.

Martha is staring straight at me.

A little frown, with a strong gaze.

Martha looked like this since I was little, when I was attacked by a wild dog.

Back then, I hadn't woken up to memories of my previous life either.

That's when I snuck up on Martha's shopping trip and the wild dogs attacked me.

Although I was injured, I managed to repel it.

That time, Martha was so mad at me. I mean, he cried.

Ever since. Martha's, seeing such a serious face.

"I have no choice. Martha has already been adjusted as a maid exclusively for Yuki."

"I don't remember doing that?

"Be aware"

"Even if they say so."

"Yuki's words, behavior, everything is affecting Martha. What do you want me to do now, stay away from Yuki?

"I want Martha to be happy."

I really think so.

I owe Martha everything.

To be honest, I was going to sell off one of the 'antiquities' and leave some cash for Martha.

"Yuki sama. Martha. It's tea."

And so, Remy comes with a tray in his hand.

Three teacups on top of the tray. The tea inside... you're spilling flashy.

But I have more than half left. It's splendid.

"You've grown in this short period of time. That's amazing, Remy."

"Eh heh."

When I hold my head, I shake my hair and Remy laughs.

"Yuki and Martha, are you in a fight?

"I didn't."

"I didn't. Martha is sure to follow Yuki."

Put your hands on your hips, um, and Martha defies your chest.

For some reason, next door Remy is posing the same way.

"I didn't know anything about loyalty in my previous life. Compared to Martha's loyalty in this world, it doesn't matter."

"No, sir."

"You don't know what that means. Remy."

"As Yuki's maid of honor, it means we'll be together forever, right? Mr. Remy."

"Okay -"

"Look. I know even Remy"

"You got it"

"I understand. It's too late for both of us."

It was surrender.

I wanted Martha to be normally happy in the human world.

He's bothering me, and I was wondering if you'd get me into my fate.

But I know Martha's character. I wouldn't ask if I told you, Martha.

When this happens, Martha also has to be immortal.

Give me a lot of my "Magic Blood" and I'll be immortal for about fifty years, so look for an "ancient object" that can become immortal in the meantime.

"In the first place, right? How does Yuki wash her hair when Martha is gone?

"I can wash myself. That much."

"I'm not saying I wash Yuki's. They say it'll get wet."

"Okay. Let's tell the truth."

"What is it? Yuki."

"Immortal magicians are vulnerable to bubbles in their eyes. In that kind of race..."

"... Mr. Remy. The water's boiling, isn't it?

Hey, here.

Why are you smiling invincibly? Martha.

"No. I wanted to make sure Yuki was the reincarnation of an immortal magician. Let me be sure of that weakness."

"I know a lot of hot water. Put it in a bucket."

"Great. Then Yuki. Preparing your bath will take time, so just wash your hair today. Lie on your back in that bench there."

"... really?

"It's in front of the 'Magic Guild' orientation, so I thought I should be familiar with it."

Martha unbuttoned her made-up clothes.

"... I always thought"

"Yes, Yuki."

"You don't need Martha in underwear to wash my hair, do you?

"This is Yuki's request?

"Mine?

"Yes, when I was nine, Yuki, reluctant to wash my hair, said, 'It's not fair to just take off your clothes. Martha, if you want to take it off with me, I'll listen to you.' Cause you said,"

"Sorry, sorry!

... What are you doing? Me before my memories of my previous life came back.

While I'm thinking about that, Martha starts unbuttoning my clothes.

I can't help it, so I just take it off on the top and lie in the bench in the room.

Martha takes it for a flutter when she only sticks her head out of the edge of the chair.

The rest, as usual.

Martha's finger enters between my dark hair and gently sprinkles hot water.

"You know, Martha."

"What is it? Yuki."

"How about I wash Martha's hair once in a while?

"Nice. Practice."

"That way Martha won't have time to wash my hair."

"That's a different story."

"Is this another story?"

"Yes, sir."

I don't know.

In the middle of the day living room, the sound of Martha washing my hair is all I hear.

Soon Remy's asleep under the bench.

I guess the only thing on the maid's clothes is the imitation of Martha.

"It's Martha's job to take care of Yuki, isn't it?

"... right"

"All the time, right?

"Okay. Ever."

"Promise."

"... yeah"

Martha sighed relieved.

And then I had Martha wash her hair with plenty of...

Then I changed roles and got Martha all wet, but that's another story.