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

When the number of people was so large, the private room was small, the table was filled at the girls' party, and I was supposed to sit back in bed with a saucer and enjoy the smell of tea.

Stella behaves as if she had prepared the baked sweets she found in the closet.

The egg-rich custard tart I left hidden in the freezer will be enjoyed later with Nina and I.

Kirsch narrowed his eyes happily as he snorted at the smell of dark amber tea.

"It's really delicious tea. All the time! Stella's nice, isn't she?"

A red-haired girl shook her tail left and right violently in a sudden compliment.

"Huh? Yeah!? You don't get any compliments, do you? Oh, how about a cup of tea?

"I'll have it! Oh, what an awesome guy. The magic of earlier flames. It's not a strange target, it's something you can't shoot for nothing for someone you know without a kill mindset!

Rough nose Kirsch praises. It's never a compliment from a normal human point of view.

Did you feel that way as well, Stella lowered her brow butt like she was in trouble.

"Well, that's... uh, trust... I don't know... give it all a good opponent..."

Clouding his words, the Demon King gently scratches his cheek with his index finger. I feel good about respect, but I feel painful and itchy.

Kirsch put his mouth on the substitute tea and then exhaled with relief.

"No, I wanted to try something like this once. Tea party? That's the one, isn't it? No, it feels like seeing a girl, but there's Mr. Seychlid, and it's like getting it right at a tea party. This is the first time we've all had tea and chatted and had cookies."

Cannon tilts his neck small.

"Oh? Was Lord Kirsch a botch attribute?

"I'm ashamed. Dawn in the training of killing, whether you sleep or wake up. I'm not even allowed to make friends...... so I'm really happy to be mixed up in your tea seats like this"

That means I deserve to be bounced off the table, too.

Round your eyes like Ako was surprised.

"I mean, I'm surprised the assassins are real! I thought it was an urban legend."

Kirsch put the cup gently on the saucer and then let him slap it in the palm of his hand and fan, "No, no, this is what I'm showing you.

Stella confirms.

"Suddenly, don't you have a sister or a sister? Look, I don't know... it doesn't really look right for assassins."

Kirsch lowers his brow butt and says, "They often say that. But I'm an only child, and if I don't succeed, there's pressure to interrupt the family line. No, I have relatives, but they're the bastards in the main house! Like," he said, a troubled face.

But, well, the tension stays high, even though he's an assassin, he talks a lot.

The demon king exhaled small.

"Well, you've been trying hard to meet the expectations around you,"

"For the sake of wings, I want Mr. Seychlid, the big target, to be in this hands."

Kieran and Hazelnut (Hazelnut) eye-sparkling assassin - including a woman's gaze at this one.

Ako, Kanon, and the Demon King are all true faces.

Why shut up? Kirsch is the only one who has expectations. No, I'm having trouble expecting you.

I moistened my mouth with tea before responding.

"I'm sorry for Mr. Kirsch, but I can't let you die for me."

Kirsch prays to me.

"Do something there! Please, God, the Great Cleric!

"Does a person named you intend to ask them to go around whenever they have a request for someone (Target) that they are unlikely to defeat in the future?

Kirsch snuggled, softly hiding his face with the Doc mask he put on his head.

Shivering his shoulders into small pieces. "Ewww... hiccup..." he leaks a whimper (diaper).

The atmosphere at the tea party turned and went into overnight mode.

The room fills with unscrupulous air.

"Beh, beh, I'm not crying... uhh..."

Even Ako fingers me in the sobbing voice of a healthy Kirsch.

"Ah! Seiklid, that's terrible. I can't believe I made a girl cry. I don't think so!

Isn't the killing notice terrible? I turned my gaze to Canon.

"Naturally, Mr. Cannon doesn't think so, does he?"

"Ji, Ji, I believe that... with Lord Seiklid's strength, skill and love, I can manage without hurting Lord Kirsch."

People who don't have to do anything from themselves are easy-going.

Earlier, Stella was opposed to my assassination.

"It's impotent to try Seiklid in the first place. Ally, you're human on the outside, but the contents are like relatives of the Demon King. You know, this is a tentative story, and you think the Demon King's gonna run away barefoot, too."

Don't you say that, Demon King.

But once she blamed me for Stella's words like that. Aco was also snorting (nodding) as she armed herself with "ahhh, I know that".

As far as Cannon goes, "I don't know why Lord Seikrid won't defeat the Demon King and make the world peaceful," enough to say without knowing who Stella is.

And I said, "Right, really. I don't know why," Stella's back, convinced, was somewhat pitiful.

I would have told you that from myself. Looks like Boomerang stabbed the demon king.

And Kirsch stopped crying when I was told.

"Oh, really? Even though I said the Great Cleric, I was still young, and it was made up of your sister's powers?

Now it was speculative that Kirsch's client was not a pope and pope, but an anti-pope.

"I don't deny my sister's influence, but I've made a lot of efforts myself."

Like a kitten hidden in the shadows, Kirsch looks at this one chilling away from his fearful mask.

I told him to sigh.

"Is the client one of the elders of a faction that is at odds with the Pope today... or something like that? They will be those who claim that a woman's pope cannot be recognized."

"Hey, how did you figure that out!?

Removing his mask, Kirsch rose out of his chair as he raised his voice. The word confidentiality seems not to be published in her dictionary. Unfortunately, the assassination family business aptitude seems to have dropped again.

"I didn't mean to hang you, but you don't have to confess."

When he smiled nicely, Kirsch covered his mouth with both hands.

I go on.

"Now, perhaps, Mr. Kirsch, would you say abandoned pawns... could have been sent to assassination on the assumption that they would not succeed from the beginning"

Aco said, "Why would you do that? I mean, isn't it terrible?" Raise your voice.

"That's harassment. Around pointing a girl like Mr. Kirsch, not an armed assassin, the anti-pope seems to be learning a little too"

Kanon glowed the lens of his glasses as Kieran.

"What the hell does that mean?

"How can I hurt such a lovely woman?"

Aco, Canon and Stella each started eye contact as soon as possible.

Guess what kind of interaction...

"That's not all."

And that gaze gathered on me again. I am truly sorry.

"So please take the assassination as a failure"

Kirsch shakes his neck left and right fully as he stands.

"That's not how it works! Really, I'll do anything already! From being arrogant to being arrogant...... so please, kill me!

The girl's determination to bend her hips at ninety degrees and bow her head softly seems stiff.

I turned my gaze to Stella. Look, Demon King, it's now. I am the one who defeats the Great Cleric! Stay out of my way! Or something like that.

The red-haired girl tells me with a serious face.

"Hey, can I do something for you? Look, he doesn't seem like a bad kid."

How nice it felt to be praised, the Demon King has the shoulders of an assassin.

Both Ako and Kanon had a sympathetic air (maybe), and despite my room, I was totally forced to isolate myself like an away.

"Okay. If that's what you're saying, I'll give Mr. Kirsch a chance 24 hours from now. I'm not going out of this church, so come and get me whenever you want."

The assassin's expression lit a light of hope.

"Oh, yeah!? Is that okay?

"Yes. If you can kill me by tomorrow morning, you'll be able to clear up and become an assassin. But..."

Not only Kirsch, but also three women swallowed up Gokuri and Tsuba.

"So, but... what is it!?

I warned the anxiously moisturizing assassin.

"If you fail, you will do as I say"

Moments...

"I will! Let me do it!

"Can I join you?

"I don't want to challenge myself, but I was wondering if I needed to see it... so why would Lord Ako join me!?

"It's a challenge for everything in my life! That's right. What's Mr. Stella gonna do?

"Oh, I'm, uh... because I'll be a living witness to that challenge!

Hey, brave man. Hey, come on. Hey, no. Saving the world by participating in assassinations.

Or that neither Aco nor Canon will return?

Stella said, "Then you're staying tonight. Then I have to get dressed or something," he forgot his point early.

Kirsch said, "I will try to keep up with your voices of support!" and kill. "

Thus abruptly, the First Chicken Chicken Grand Prix Assassination In The Last Church Night Party Special! was the decision.

Oh, I don't care anymore.