The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

It's early, and a week has passed since then.

Five of them are big banquets.

After a ceremony to celebrate my resurrection, my colleagues from the village of Macaino hosted a grand banquet.

Then two more days later, the village of Macaino is waking up from drunkenness......

"Muggu..."

Before lunch, I was lying in my own bed.

I nodded my face on the pillow and I don't know how many times I nodded.

Because.

There's something wrong with Spica.

"Mmmm...... Exactly. Was I overdoing it?

Played a week ago...... No, I remember the ritual.

The day after that, Spica started avoiding me.

· When you see each other, turn that way in a hurry.

-You just blush when I talk to you, and you hide behind Lilith and in the shadows.

-Appetite obviously dropped.

· Looks up at the sky through the window, sighs all the time.

That's the symptom I was able to confirm.

I was wondering if you hated me, giving me a big round of applause for finishing my ceremony speech...

"I don't know...... Spica, what's wrong with you?"

I have used the magic eye of the hearing many times.

But - Spica was in good health and had no abnormalities in her status.

Well, [lust] was going up to 885.

I didn't happen to ask Lilith. Are you aware of the symptoms of Spica?

Lilith then said,

It's definitely me. No, it's getting interesting, isn't it, Demon King?

'Humans... especially people like Mr. Spica, because they're not honest. There's a lot going on here. "

That's what you said and you just sniveled, and you didn't tell me the answer.

Anyway, we have to break the status quo.

Let's have a conversation with Spica first. Create a situation you have to!

Go-n... go-n...

At that time, the noon bell rang in the village of Macaino.

I jump out of bed and run to the dining room with a sense of purpose.

And I told Spica and Lilith in the hall.

"We're going shopping in the city this afternoon!

So, after lunch...

I came with Spica and Lilith to the nearby city with metamagic.

The name of the city is Artemir.

According to Lilith, it is a city that believes strongly in Artemis, the goddess of the Six Mans.

Indeed, the statue of the goddess is adorned here in the city.

Long hair. Big sauce eyes. And too fleshy a body......

I hate Artemis.

In addition, many of the people on the road wear necklaces that follow the three moons.

That seems to be the symbol of the Artemists.

It's a holiday.

With that in mind, there are a lot of human beings on the boulevard.

"Ho ho. It's a bigger city than I thought."

"It's the biggest around here. Here in Artemir is one of the centers of the deal, so bring it for shopping!

"I'm looking forward to that. But... from what I've seen, you don't seem so devastated. The King's capital was terrible."

"The Wang du is the roughest... The city has become a safer place than it used to be, but it's still better."

While Lilith and I were having a conversation,

"... ugh, shopping. It's like a de, de, date..."

Spica is bumpy.... left blushing by example.

By the way, facial findout measures are adequate.

Spica is the princess of this country and her appearance has not changed even when she became a Demon.

If we roll out to the city without taking action, we'll make a fuss.

Anyway, it's supposed to be missing.

But that's where Lilith managed to do it with the formula 'Demonic Camouflage'.

'I'm putting my hands on Mr. Spica's magic flow so that he can look like someone else from around him. My boys have erased their memories, and they won't find out.' '

Spica herself says she agrees with this.

"Uh, but Mr. Spica said," I'm going to reform the world as a confessional magician to save everyone. I don't mind being someone else for that matter "... or something like that."

and.

Improve your relationship with Spica after this shopping -.

I carved a goal into my heart and we started walking down the boulevard.

By the way, my outfit is a simple white shirt with black trousers.

Now he's dampening his magic, and he's pulling in his forehead tightly.

"Phew Phew Phew Phew ♪ It's just fun to watch the store"

Lilith's footsteps are light.

Her outfit is a clear white piece.

The disguise is perfect, suppressing magic and removing the light wheel of the head.

"Hey Lilith. I want to see my armor."

Spica looks like her usual armor. She's dampening her magic, too.

Being a Demon has changed the type of magic, so we keep it from being detected by the human race.

Lilith's piece is knee length. Has thin, fleshy legs.

The skirt of the opposing Spica is super mini. My legs are pulling off healthy.

I walk behind each of them while comparing their legs with luxury.

"Oops, Mr. Spica. ♪ Then let's go to the armor store first!

"Hey, nice to meet you."

Lilith and Spica have a conversation at Nagaya. All right, right here!

"Spica. Are you going to freshen up your armor?

"... ugh!

But.

As soon as I spoke, Spica shielded Lilith by shaking herself in a freak.

"... Yeah, yeah. That's what I plan to do..."

And it's the end of dyeing your cheeks and responding to the snacks.

Come on...... Lilith and I are talking normally!

"Welcome!

"The South China Sea contains swimsuits made by the Lutheran Church!"

"When you buy two maces, the second is half the price -!

The shopkeepers of the street are bringing in a flourishing crowd.

Some of them are:

"Hitter! It's ten alti at a time."

"If you beat the shopkeeper with an arm wrestle, I'll pay you double the bet -!

"It's a card game! If you're a woman, you can play without a stake ~ '

There was also a suspicious corner, such as

Walk through the crowd listening to those voices.

"Here, here! I don't like this shop ~"

Eventually Lilith pointed to one store.

The store is lined with tightly designed armor. Apparently this is the armor store for the example.

"Ho ho, that's quite an assortment..."

The moment I stepped on the floorboard, the smell of metal and dust snorted.

The store, which is never large, is packed with all kinds of protective equipment.

"Oh, Mr. Lilith. Welcome."

"Hi. That bondage, it's a treasure ~"

To Lilith, a green-haired toddler came. Looks like the owner here.

The two begin to blossom into the conversation as they are.

Then inevitably...

"S, Spica. What kind of armor are you looking for?

All right. We've got a situation we have to talk to Spica about!

"Huh!? Uh, uh..."

but - even if we talk about it, Spica just gets moggy.

You look at me chilling, swimming your gaze into the armor in the store... so restless.

Dye your cheeks bright red,

"I'm going to sell my current silver armor and buy some black armor... second-hand"

Spica said reluctantly.

"Ho ho, pitch-black armor? Isn't it good to look like a demon?"

"... it's me, something I kind of like has changed"

All right, the conversation's connected!

"Hmm. Food preferences, etc?

"I have that too. And then..."

Still, she doesn't look me in the eye.

"I like bats better than dogs, black swords look cool, I want to watch fistfights more than write poems...... And my underwear hobby is bold..."

Spica swallowed the words with gut. It turns bright red to the ear.

You must have been ashamed to tell me about your underwear.

"You've changed your values by becoming a Demon clan. But there's nothing to be anxious about. Whatever you like and love, Spica is no different than being a Spica."

I nod and smile.

"- Whatever the spica, I'll accept it from the front."

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!

Then Spica finally fell back and forth unconscious.

The blush is thickening, and it's a drunken foothold.

Yet the mouth is much looser.

Not a bad reaction...... should be.

All right, then, one more push!

"Spica, it's a family memorial. The pitch-black armor you liked - I'll give it to you. Don't say second-hand, but choose what you really like. Don't worry about the price."

"-!? p, gift... from a man, p, pre..."

Finally, the hot air erupted from Spica's head.

... So, are you okay? My face is so red that it seems to be cut off now.

That's when Lilith put my arm on me.

She looks so sorry.

"Demon King. Well... it's hard to say..."

"What's up? My sci-fi - I mean, from the village budget, a gift for Spica."

"I don't..."

"What's missing?

"I don't have the money..."

"What...?

When I was stunned, Lilith gave me a cashier's book.

Check the balance of the budget - on my cheek, cold sweat tells me.

"This is terrible...... What's causing this?

"It's a demon king's resurrection ceremony and a party that lasts five days. I overdid it a little bit. The bulk of this year's budget is already…"

- Gakuri.

I crawled all over the store.

Oh, my God. He said the Demon World is on the verge of financial collapse because of too much party!? That's not even funny!

"We have to make some money somehow..."

"It is. If it's a cheap used product yet, if you give me new luxury armor...... Im not about to demonize plan to Lilia!

I saw Ba and Spica.

♪

Ah, he's choosing armor with a hock-face!

Spica's smile finally seen - but if you don't protect it!

"Is there any good money plan..."

I squeezed my head.

A means by which you can make money that comes together right away.

How to not have to grieve Spica.

Something, something...!

"- Huh!"

That's when the electric shock ran on my spine.

The name didn't come to mind.

The back of my chest turned hot and I looked back in momentum.

Outside the store. Boulevard.

There's a bright silver light pouring down there.

And even a great hymn echoes from heaven, and the people of the city fall down on the road.

What I feel from the light is - the sanctity that's just flooded.

"This sign...!

Something to forget.

It brings back bitter memories of 300 years ago.

Definitely.

Holy silver light - the Lord is one of my enemies!

"Demon King, let's go right away! And so is Mr. Spica!

"Huh? Hey, hey!?

The three of us jumped out of the armor store.

Look up in the sky.

One goddess and countless angel soldiers slowly descended through the falling silver light.

"Oh well...... It seemed true that Juno the Demon King was resurrected as a human race. It's still a disastrous magic thing..."

Long silver hair that reaches to the waist. Big, loose sauce eyes.

The robe you are wearing has an abundance of flesh that exceeds even the spica.

Oh, my God.

I didn't know there was more mumping than 300 years ago.

I have a long cane in my right hand.

The motif on the tip part is a large three-day moon.

Was it the design of this wand that the believers were raising from their necks?

- I know just because I'm confronting you.

The magic of this goddess is not just a divine tribe ratio.

In addition, the Demon Nation has excellent detection capabilities.

We are suppressing the release of magic to zero, but we realize its existence, and this is how it descends.

"I didn't expect to meet you here - Artemis, the goddess of meat! Xama is quick to talk if he's willing to fight too. 300 years old grudge, let's clear him up with that nasty flesh!

"So, waste of meat!? sloppy flesh!? How rude of you!

Artemis pisses off his shoulder.

Several of the angel soldiers holding back behind her said, 'Bhuhuhu!' and erupted, 'but he doesn't seem to have noticed.

"Mmm, Munchkin, but that's the Goddess of the Six Lights. Magic power sucks."

"Ah ~ Our Lord Artemis, pray now... I was just having a headache!?

Lilith sweating cold.

Spica remembers a headache because you prayed to the goddess for becoming a Demon.

Get out in front of those two, I declare.

"Huh. I don't need a chipmunk golden measure or anything. I wish I had the whole Kingdom of the Holy Artemis!

"Hmm. Juno the Demon King... don't be unfamiliar. For the last 300 years, we goddesses have not lacked magic research and training!

My gaze intersects the bees.

I activated the magic in my body once and for all in order to activate the demonic guidance rhythm...