The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

Blazer said that to me, with a straight face.

But it only took a little while for that information to come into my brain, something I didn't understand at all.

I can't stand the sight of Nibbling Blues and Betty.

"... Yikes, why the hell are we talking about that!?

"I'd love to hear that from you!!

Or something like that, Porch has returned words that he doesn't know the situation in detail.

"It's an arrest! Arrest!"

Not if you're responding one way or another to Porch's cheerful words.

Where's the source of the information? No way. Was that sweet spot just now? But any such words or deeds... huh?

Fuyu and I should have broken up after dinner, and then we haven't even met.

And what's the diffusion of this information?

"Anyway! Mr. Lina is waiting! Later, Tifa and Chunhua too!

Anything... about two more?

"Sassa! One person, like that."

"Say it! It's passing away!

Betty pushes me on the shoulder and slaps me on the back with a bassin on the blues.

These brothers and sisters are the same. All you have to do is hit the corner of your toes.

And after watching the pain for a minute or two, I'll hang my healing magic on you.

With a blazer leaning down my neck on the spot, I headed to the hall where Lina and the others would have waited.

"Pfft! It's Pfft!

Why is that dog Cuckoo angry? Normally, this would be the place to help me.

When the hall was opened, three shady people waited as if they were painting black ink on their eyes. Wow, there are three Demon King Lucifers.

No, I made a mistake. Sitting there are Rarely the Demon King (Lina), the Demon King (Tifa), and the Demon King (Hahara).

"It's puffy!

Why are you sitting on Lina's side, my demons?

And when did you take my glasses, you?

"Master! I'm sitting right there!

You're like a moderator, the Porch guy. Very May fly.

But I don't even hear breathing from the other three.

Lina - Are you even letting it drift in cold air? You're like a queen of ice, aren't you?

Tifa - did you even start living in the demon world? That's the Dark Ruler, right?

Chunhua - very smiling. But that smile looks like a very thin mask, huh? If that mask breaks with a trivial impact, you're gonna get a horrible look out of it, right?

"I'll give you the verdict! Defendant Azley! Death penalty!

"What is it, Porch, the defendant!? Or why are they all mad?!?

Lina smiled at such a huge question of mine.... Smile, huh?

"I'm not angry"

No, you must be angry no matter what you think, Mr. Lina?

"What we want to know is how Fuyu and Mr. Azley ended up dating."

No history, no shit. I mean, you totally believe in these three guys.

"So why are we talking about that?

Lina's questioning was accompanied by a quiet, pointy magic.

Lina pointing her thin, horrible eyes at Tifa.

Then Tifa spread some paperwork. Oh, what is it, alle?

"At fifteen o'clock today, Mr. Azley and Mr. Fuyu had a date at the sweet spot Aminzu, didn't they?

I see. Is that a document that records my actions?

But who? Who's free to write about this?

"No, I did go to that store, but what the hell, what's that date?

My objection now opens Chunhua's mouth.

"A man and a woman go to dinner and say it's not a date?

Your eyes aren't laughing at all, are they, Chunhua?

"No, I poke all the time..."

"- It's bad for Mr. Porch, but that's not what he's talking about."

What is it, the pale language of Chunhua's sense of business?

"Yes! It's my duty, Gim, for the master to feed me.

"" Mr. Porch ""

The three eyes turn to the pouch simultaneously.

For a moment, Porch held his eyes with his front leg.

"Oh, I'm sorry -"

Porch, who emitted the sound of Keewoon, became silent as if he had reached a frontier of nowhere.

I don't know what the hell is going on, but there's only one thing I can say this time.

Porch said he was an enemy.

"At 15: 30 today, Fuyu confessed to Mr. Azley. Mr. Azley agreed to this confession, didn't he?

Once again, Tifa asks me like a certainty.

"Fifteen thirty? Then you were still in that sweet spot, right?

Tifa reacts to my explanation.

"It's a story in that store."

... Oh, that's what we talked about?

"There are many witnesses about this one. Adventurers, Liberation Army (Resistance), Magic Class students… We also hear testimony from waitresses in the sweet spot Aminzu."

"Hey, I don't know what you're talking about?

Too much information.

With my sage head, you can't take anything but a choice of confusion.

"When you cut a wrinkle?

Tifa's magic appears to be visible to the naked eye. The color is naturally dark. Speaking of which, there's no Tara.

Must be hiding somewhere by now with no fear for this Tifa. If I could, I'd like to go into that safe house, too.

But you said Fuyu confessed to me? Besides, there are some witnesses... in that store, that time...? Wait a minute.

"Ah."

"You seem to have an idea."

"I knew it wasn't"

"Mr. Porch."

Chunhua, Tifa and Lina turn their attention to Porch again.

It was as if I were allowing Porch to speak.

"I'll give you the verdict! Defendant Azley! Death penalty!

It was the kind of dialogue I'd heard somewhere.

"Oh, no, you're crazy! It's just my" ah "statement!? So death penalty or something! Oh, yeah, Fuyu! Ask Fuyu!? Because I know that didn't happen!!

…………

The three looked at each other silently.

Many times like confirmation of something.

At the end of that confirmation, she pointed her knife-like pointy gaze at the back of the right, and Lina said away.

"Bring the witness here."

What, a witness?

Then, in a motion like that of an assistant, Porch opened his right back pocket.

I sat there waiting................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Cute piece in light purple while dressed during the day.

... Wait? Somehow the piece is yore yore. Was that so yore?

It's like someone (,) grabbed me in the chest barn too, and after questioning me, I screwed up?

"Fuyu?"

Fuyu doesn't respond to my words.

On the contrary, why are you only appealing to me about the back of my head?

Why do you want me to look at your hair so hard, did you try so hard to fix it? No, my clothes are yo-yo-yo, and my hairstyle has changed since daytime and I'm full of asshole hair?

... Wait. Can you hear anything from Fuyu who won't turn this way...?

"Hiccup to..."

Fuyu started whistling for some reason. It is a very appropriate whistle, with no melody line or shit.

Such a Fuyu whistle was stopped by Chunhua in an instant.

Fuyu, what are you doing in there?

In a word of Chunhua, Fuyu's body moves bikun.

It was a huge word. Wouldn't even Lucifer, the Demon King, use words that put him so far on the killing list?

Standing up, Fuyu still shows me the back of his head.

Isn't this, like, turning away from me? That's what I thought, and the moment I wanted to explore why, Lina's mouth opened.

"Fuyu admitted. He confessed to Mr. Azley."

... here, where you laugh?