The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

The guesthouse in the maritime city of Bernese was more powerful than expected.

It seems to have been designed by a famous dwarf, and it is a building combining stone majesty and wooden warmth.

Is it like the Versailles palace in the different world combined with the Rokumeikan? I haven't seen either of them, so I'm not sure, but I can only tell that it is paying.

There are fountains and gardens in the garden of the guest house, which will delight visitors.

Even Jeanne, a dumpling rather than a flower, frolics. She runs around with the hem of the dress and heads for the fountain.

"Awesome! Awesome! The fountain is coming out!"

Jeanne frolics like a child. Eve stares at it with warm eyes. She doesn't seem to be worried about polluting her important dress.

Eve tries to lick Jeanne, but before that I ask her.

"Speaking of which, does Eve wear a dress?"

"Are you me?"

"Oh, Eve seems to be good at dancing and, above all, beautiful. I guess the merchants in the marine city will come to life."

"The master is good at speaking."

"I've said the facts."

"Thank you, but Eve is a maid."

A maid can't wear a dress.

"I don't think there is such a law,"

"It's in Eve. For Eve, maid outfits are work clothes, game uniforms, and outfits for death. If you take them off, you'd better die."

Even their own wedding is likely to take part in maid outfits. Certainly she will go through any labyrinth with maid clothes. No matter how cold or hot, they always look the same. Surely, he himself has an insistence.

I thought that it would not be possible to strip off her maid outfits from any scheme, so I'm going to have her join as a servant this time. I'd love to see Eve's beautiful dress, but that's a chance later. Instead, give her a mission she can do.

"Are you on duty?"

Eve asks interestingly.

"Oh, I'm a little worried. I want Eve to spy."

"If it's a spy, is it in the domain of Kotaro Fuma?"

"I'm asking him, but Kotaro Fuma has only one body, and he doesn't have enough competent intelligence."

"I see, I see."

And give my ears. I whisper to her ear. When everything is over, Eve looks surprised.

"Well, is that true?"

"I'm not convinced. That's okay if I'm wrong, but it's going to be tough if I'm guessing. It's a stick that won't fall."

"I see. That's right, so I'll keep an eye on one-on-one."

Eve then left this place and headed to the person I was looking at.

Jeanne returns as soon as Eve leaves. Ask for the information I asked the other lady.

"It's hard, Maou Maou. The fountain seems to be in the building as well as in the garden."

Answer innocent questions.

"Well, it's such a fine building. It's not surprising."

"In addition to the water fountain, there is a chocolate fountain at the venue. It's called custard."

Running water stairs, not custard

A cascade is a stepped fountain. It is a running water fountain in which water flows gradually from high places.

"Maybe it is. I'll go see it together."

It's terrible, Jeanne pulling my arm, but that doesn't work.

"This guest is me, but the other guest is Ryoma. I want to go to the venue with her."

She looked for Ryoma from afar. She doesn't seem to know whether she's fine like Jeanne or she's behaving like a lady.

Unlike Jeanne, who only sees food, Ryoma is originally a merchant, and seems unfamiliar with this glamorous setting. No, he seems to have been to business negotiations many times, but he has never come to dress and dance.

Ryoma was nervous enough to see from the end. When I couldn't see it, I went to her and told her not to be nervous.

Her answer to that is

"Wow, I know. In such a case, write the word" people "and swallow."

Act like a human sample nervous. I thought this was useless, and said I would kneel before her.

"Ryoma, your beauty is the treasure of the maritime city. Don't be so nervous, just look down at the other woman from the top."

"Is it okay to do that? I'm not that beautiful."

I want to show the mirror. The beauty of Ryoma, a half-elf beauty, was outstanding among those in this garden. It can only be compared to Jeanne.

In fact, the ladies have not approached Ryoma from a while ago. I don't hate it, I don't want to be compared.

Most women look hazy in front of Ryoma's dark hair and gloss. Ryoma seems to have gained confidence at first glance.

"That's right. If that were the case with the Demon Lord holding the harem, it would be."

I don't have a harem, but I can only ignore it to recommend things smoothly. Anyway, I invited her like a knight and went straight into the guesthouse hall.

Jeanne comes after it. Seemingly uninteresting, but following without complaints may be an indication of her growth.

I thought so.