The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"So, what's going on today, Master?

I was in front of Ed's Kamiyama with Porch.

No one will come here, and as soon as someone gets close, I'll notice.

I thought so, and I brought Porch here. Porch will never know what it is.

But Porch comes with me. After all, does it say everything on my face? Or was it also a slight change that only Porch would notice? But it doesn't matter what. Porch followed me without saying anything.

"Oops."

Sitting on the rock I found, Porch sits down in front of me.

The sitting pouch is waiting for my story as I lean my neck.

... think, more than eight hundred years after meeting Porch. This may be the first time I've talked about this.

But I wasn't surprised and nervous. Is that because Porch is the other person you've been dating for over eight hundred years, or because this is natural? I can't possibly understand why.

But I guess it's because I have two memories I've cultivated that I'm going to tell this story... here and now.

"I don't like it."

That was an unexpected start.

Porch said that before I opened my mouth.

"Heh...?

I made a loose voice and saw Porch.

Porch, who was there, was sending a stronger gaze with a muddier face than usual.

"No, you haven't said anything yet, have you?

"I don't like anything I don't like. I don't want to hear about that face master!

Does Porch have a hunch about something, too?

But there's no way I'm pulling this off here.

And it's also certain that you shouldn't get caught up in the pounding pace.

Kill boiling emotions, let your voice down, just stay in the pale. That's all I care about. I told Pooch.

"... no"

"Oh, you can't look so scared!

"Please, Porch, listen to me"

"No! I don't want to!

"Porch!"

By a word close to my intimidation, Porch's body becomes vicious and stiff.

... I'm cunning. This is the only way I can get Pooch to listen to me.

A disobedience inferior to any master I've ever met in the past.

When I get up, Porch also gets up and takes a step back.

Those eyes are sad looking poached eyes I've never seen before. More than that, Porch is scared to look at me. I won't say anything, but what you're afraid of when you look at me... is our relationship. I really get it. This is a new memory I've never experienced before.

And -,

"In a few days I'll bump into Lucifer again"

"Kee, I don't want to hear it!

Porch makes a rough, loud noise that erases my words.

But I won't stop talking. Don't stop me - because that's my only way out (,,).

"And Porch, you are the Fire Dragon King - Hell Dragon Hell Emperor is the opponent"

"I know you don't have to ask me that! So don't say any more!

"Hell Dragon Hell Emperor is your... Porch norm (,,). It's okay, you can always win right now. I'll take care of it."

"You don't need that kind of coverage! Right! I'll win right! Please! No more -"

"- When that's over, no one will complain anymore"

"Don't say it!!

Porch shouted out louder than ever before to intimidate me.

But still, I told this trembling pouch to say to the begging pouch, to my precious pouch.

"Run from the battlefield."

I just had to say.

Moments later, Porch has turned a strong gaze as if to see even his enemies.

Yes, only by doing so can Porch disobey orders.

Porch and my user demon contract are still alive except for the part where my husband and user demon...

In other words, I can give orders using the power of contract to Porch, who is not my husband, but not my demon. That's why Porch hates it so much, that's why Porch is so afraid, and that's why Porch is so sad from now on.

"... please"

Porch I don't usually bow my head. But I never change the color of my eyes.

Because I let this head go down. I'm the one who caused this plea. The only worst order I've ever given to Porch, I've allowed myself to. That's what made Porch sad right now.

I don't care what kind of idiot, dodgy, manicured, asshole, manicured, dumb, little bit peeved, favorite, and occasionally the pouch tells me it looks delicious...... I know that much.

"I don't like it... I don't like it..."

"Porch, this is the first and last... an order as my master"

"No...! I'll never ask."

Yes. Porch can refuse orders.

Originally, the violation of the order of the user demon means the death of the user demon.

Naturally, some demons use it that doesn't work. The reason for this is if the demon's abilities were better than his husband's. Me and Porch's strength now... I'm still better off. Porch can't do that, even if he violates orders. So if Porch violates orders, Porch's life will be gone.

- Naturally, I would never include such a contract.

What is the Lord who can't trust the devil? That's right, I didn't include this in my contract with Porch. But it's possible to rewrite.

And Porch understands that, too. Because I understand, I'm saying, "Even if I die, I violate orders."

Me too... I understand that too. Porch says, "I'm not running," even if I'm going to die. Because I understand that, my rewrite contents--,

"If this order is not carried out, the Lord Azley (,,,,) will lose his life (,,,,,,,)"

"Huh!!

I finished the cosmic diagram in an instant and activated it using more surprise (stiffness) than the stunner of a pouch.

No wind, no city noise, no beasts or monsters.

The only thing that gets to my ear is the drooling demon in front of me... a whimper I've never heard of.

"Eh... sloppy... sloppy..."

There is no rejection, anger, or fear like earlier.

All that's out there is the deep sorrow of Porch. Unstoppable tears tighten my heart.

"... how many years do you think we've been dating? You loved me... from the beginning... and you knew it from the beginning...!

Soon, Shizuku conveys my cheek.

It's as if Porch's grief has shifted.

"Master's … Master's ……………………"

"Huh! I am! I don't want you to die!!

I hugged my pouch and, just to tell you, screamed my, my only selfishness.

Then... then Porch cried. It brought more than 800 years of grief to my ear.

Porch tears and mine keep the earth wet.

That's it. This is fine.

Worst husband - I have no choice but to keep getting so cursed by Porch over the next few thousand years.

Poaches can live in the wild, unlike humans. Whether Lucifer beats me and conquers the world, only Porch can live.

This is my selfishness. My wish. My hope.

I'm sure no one will blame me. Yes, other than Porch.

But it's better than Porch dying. Porch hates me all the time.

That's it. This is fine.

The lowest scumbag of all time, using my husband's position.

The worst I've ever done to stand up to Lucifer without a heart.

I don't care what anyone says, I won't let you overturn this decision. I won't let Lina, Tifa, Fuyu or Chunhua complain about Eileen.

I know as much as I hate Porch's grief.

Porch is... he's my best buddy. Best big best friend. The best understander in the world. He's the best partner in the universe who keeps calling me a fool.

I love the universe. I like Pooch more than Pooch likes me.

So this is fine.