This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

When it comes to what the lower end does, it is cleaning.

"Why do I have to corn the carpet? I mean, this corn is so good. Give it to me!"

Kneeling on the carpet leading to the front entrance, Stella...... Ruste looks pleasantly corny.

"If it's a purchase, show up at the papal office, Demon King. We sell it as a" dirt remover "at the entrance store."

With a 98% repeater rate, the roller is one of the few useful things produced by the Equipment Development Department of the Osamu Tree Administration.

Occasionally, I was addicted to rolling and losing sight of when I stopped.

Though I instructed him to clean it, Ruste keeps putting on all the corn.

"Ha... don't get your tail up and shake it. There's a suspicious buzz around your robe's butt."

If you're a demon king of a conspiracy to impersonate a human being and work evil, you'll be instantly discovered. "

Putting his tail on, Ruste pointed his mouth.

"Shit, can't help it, can you? It's fun."

"Then could you devise some more tones?

"Ooh! Got it."

"Sounds great."

"Ugh, yeah! All right, Seiklid, here you go.

Glittering eyes and cute puppy junior temper.

There seems to be no pride as a demon king in obsession.

"Oh, it's not you. As I call you a priest."

"Ha, priest. Ah! Seiklid accidentally called me... Don't call me" Dear Demon King "or" Totally Immaculate Girl "or" Flower Fairy "with lovely fragrances lasting two hours. Look, a capable eagle hides his nails. It's called hiding a corner in a belial."

It's like Belial's going to marry me somewhere, but if I don't even get liquor in that one, I'm second only to Nina.

The next point is… N/A Are all demons and humans compared to the backs of dongles?

When I shut up, I said, "Huh... I don't want to stand out. Wow... I want to sneak up on you. You can't just mean it so that you don't see through like the hegemony of an overflowing demon king when you're human," Ruste said with a man's face.

And then I said, "Me, did you do something?" But I won't.

Anyway, I'm going to stick with what I've been told and mentor Ruste, who, although central where I want to do it, also helps with cleaning, today as a senior priest......

When you have cleaned and offered your morning prayers to the buds of the Great Divine Tree, you finish a brief breakfast called coffee on the bread.

I immediately returned to the diocese.

I'm going up to the lecture. For once, the priest is in position.

It is “the job” to wait for visitors here.

Raste was twitching at first, but then he yawned, sat in a long chair, lay down, and fell on the red carpet to melt snugly from the edge of the chair, and suddenly stood up and went over the carpet.

After all, I realized I had nothing to do.

"I'm such a hippo, but full of seiklids. Can't you do something interesting?"

When Ruste sat back in the bench again, he slipped his legs on the back of the front seat.

"You're behaving badly."

"I don't know - if I were a boy - I'd feel wild. Look, I'm honestly not that evil.

It may be me or the character is Brevre. Minus ten points.

"We can't do things, but let's have one fun. Can you help me?"

When I said it, Ruste stood up to jump right up.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll do it! Hey, hey, Seiklid, what are you doing?

He's back in S (Terra).

The boy comes to the front of the lecture. The tail seems to be standing in the bin to see the area around the buttocks lifted.

I'll get off the stage and tell the little boy, too.

"It's a little game. I'll get you a big box first."

"Yeah, yeah!

"You will enter Raste-kun there"

"Sounds kind of hideous. I get excited. So what?"

"Cover and poke this glowing stick into the box"

"Suddenly skewered!? You're gonna die!?

"It's a blunt instrument, so it's okay. Well, I'm not going to be able to prepare a box... right. Transfer magic now (Hitoshi) and give it away even in used barrels to a wine cellar you know. If I can poke it right, you'll jump out."

Demon King, one hair in crisis. By the way, all you need for this pastime (game) is one big barrel. One great cleric (the one who can put out a glowing stick). The whole demon king to be ejected. Make sure everyone plays too! I made a promise to the Great Cleric.

"No, no, no, no! There's no seiklid, no mercy, no mercy!

"That came from the beginning...... no, naturally. You are now a cleric apprentice. Because it's inside me, so to speak."

Raste, who was crying, suddenly blushes his cheeks.

"Might as well be inside..."

"If you are inside, it is your duty as an elderly person to teach you well before bothering you."

"I said rustle and doom! No, you can't stay in the Chamber with a killer like this! I'm gonna pull into that private room over there, grab a cup of tea while I eat the snack in the cupboard, and I'm gonna pull you in! You can't labor with a demon king in the first place! So please let me pull the cage!!"

Hats off to the endless desire to pull cages. The room is the private room of the person who called the murderer...

Grabbing Ruste's collar tightly trying to escape, he jitters his hands and feet and the boy is desperate.

Hehe, kinda funny.

"No, oh! Give me a break with the boxing and the barrel packing. I'll do whatever I have to say! You'll be a good demon king!

"You are now my junior who should be mentored. God must be laughing thinly from heaven and watching me softly and faraway"

"God, you're pulling the trigger!

Now, if you really barrel it and keep hitting it with a stick, it's going to be traumatic and you're never going to laugh again, so I was wondering if there's any other life instruction that might be easier...

The buds of the great god tree glowed.

"Yay! Seiklid, I've come to see you!

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Because he's dead!

Oh! This is just fine.

I gently release Ruste and tell him.

"Then Raste. I am hiding behind the sprouts of the Great Divine Tree, so thank you both for your attention."

"Huh!? Hey, hey! I can't, I can't, I can't! 'Cause I can't use transfer magic or anything on Wang Du like Seiklid! Resurrection magic..."

"Because I can follow those things properly from the back. If you do well, don't worry about barrel packing and reward them."

"Ya, I'll do it! Let me do it!

Hang in there, new American cleric apprentice Raste.

There's peace in the church on your shoulders. [M]