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

I'd say I've heeded enough of your story in the name of blow.

As I jerked off Gaien's fist, I circled around behind my back trying to creep through the armpit of my swinging arm.

"Wu!? He disappeared!!

Faster than Guyen looks back, I slap a "ton" of carotid artery with a knife. I don't know what to say to myself, but it's early work, like pulling a knife together.

"Guh."

And, groaning small, Guyen stripped his white eyes and fell to the ground.

I had a dangerous way of falling without my consciousness blowing up and not even taking my passive, but it would be fine because it seems sturdy.

Was it a little too much, though?

When the giant lay down on the ground with Zushin, Kirsch rose at the same time.

"Ah!! My dad! Fuck you!!

Shit. Did you get a little serious about making things rough on your back?

Kirsch's mother - Antares also stood up after her daughter.

Mother and child rush to fallen Gaien and Kirsch takes his father's, wrist pulse as thick as a trunk. Mother, Antares checked Guyen's neck muscles to loosen his mouth.

"Well ♪ That was a terribly fast knife, Kirsch."

"Huh? Was it a hand knife? I could only see where my shoulders moved. There's more to it than that, Dad!

"Because only the loudness and sturdiness of my voice really are the people in charge. You could have killed me. Ugh." "

I'm kind of scared of a lady laughing at hiding her mouth...

Antares' tone is not as hateful or murderous as it is. They don't let their husbands pass out and get upset.

It's like the occassional mouthfeel of the neighborhood inviting you to join us for dinner tonight because of this. In the assassin family and the average person, the culture is too different.

Kirsch swelled his cheeks plumply.

"Mr. Seiklid is an awesome man who can handle killing properly! There's no way I'm going to kill you by mistake! He's a great cleric who kills when he kills!

"You've got a lot in there," the mother said, delighted to narrow her eyes. "Let your father rest in his bedroom," she instructed the maids.

A maid carries Gaien on a stretcher for eight.

As I watched how it went, I shrugged with a grin drawn by Stella with the teacup in my hand.

"Uh... something Kirsch and Mr. Antares seem happy about"

"I don't know why," said Aco and Canon, "I can't hide the confusion.

Hold with both hands as Antares gently wraps my hand around it.

"As for my daughter, please feel free to bake if she looks alike. More than a failed assassination, if that opponent is heterosexual, it's our home's gesture to love."

"Um, what happened suddenly?

"Oh, I thought I told you about Kirsch."

Soo Antares' gaze turns to Kirsch.

"And the thing about shiatsu... not yet..."

"Kirsch, you're a troubled kid."

Ako raised his hand visciently, keeping his seat at the table.

"Shitsune! What happens if it's the same sex that you missed killing?

Antares laughs nicely.

"It's a choice between changing your sexes and loving or harming yourself. I'm so sorry for being so weird."

"Heh. I'm aware of that."

If you let what you think come out of your mouth, no one will go out to the right of the brave Aco.

but instead of being angry, "Really? I'm in real trouble," says Antares, who doesn't break his gentle mouth and attitude.

Canon shrugged.

"I mean, Lord Kirsch failed to assassinate Lord Saykrid, so... what happens?

Kirsch answered Cannon lying down as he scratched his cheek gently with his fingers.

"Uh... so... Mr. Seiklid is going to have my son-in-law come into my house and let me retire before the assassin takes office, or I will harm myself."

A cup of tea in Stella's hand hits the waves and spills them out.

"Hey, wait a minute! Seiklid, what are you going to do? I mean, what happens!?

You won't be able to say go ahead and harm yourself more than I am a high priest.

If it's an accident, it's a forced son-in-law event.

It's unheard of. They say if you say no, you'll be traveling alone from the world.

If you correct the original, the client is bad. I wonder where in me there are elements that disturb the peace in the kingdom.

No, or was the anti-pope targeting this state? He's a fighter, for example.

Kirsch stands before me. Antares stepped back like a tide.

"So I'm very afraid, you know, if you don't, say no. Out of Mr. Seiklid's sight, he secretly poisons himself or chops himself up, and scatters this life, the hua and the existence."

Please don't.

"It's mundane, but come in my son-in-law if you like!

Bishi offers his hand and Kirsch bows his head.

This kind of thing would be something I would propose from a guy. I mean, it's already lame.

Both Ako and Kanon watched in solitary spit, Stella blubbered and the cup of tea was empty with all the contents spilled.

The Demon King's skirt gets drenched in tea. I don't know, it looked like I was getting wet, but I guess it's my fault.

Silence surrounds the mansion's front yard. You can't go wrong.

I have Kirsch's hand.

"I refuse"

I slapped it back from the back of my hand.

"Hih! Oh, my God, no!

"Well, that's not true. It's speechless, like approaching me in exchange for my own life."

"Then I'm going to die. You just have to die!

"I won't tolerate that either. Let us first withdraw this request for assassination. Prove that I am not avenging the kingdom and persuade my client to desist."

Antares turned his eyes round.

"Well, I don't know... how reliable I am."

Whatever you do, you're going to get a rating, and no more, you assassin.

Kirsch turns away from me with a troubled face.

"Ke, Ke, but my client's information is... confidential..."

"If you don't want to die, let me know"

Whatever it is, it means if I don't want to hurt myself instead of killing you. I have no other intention.

Kirsch screamed.

"Hii! Yes, I say! I'll tell you everything. I'll confess!

"Oops, you just have to tell me in my ear so the others don't get tired"

Closer to me, the brunette girl stretched her back. This one also feels slightly bent and lends her an ear.

"Wow, it's exciting to be so close, Mr. Seychlid"

"Could you tell me quickly? Or you'll die, won't you?

"Ha, ha, yes!

Without hurting anyone, I asked Kirsch for the name of a heavy anti-pope town.

Well, enough to move a family of assassins, the king's watchdog, so I thought he was such a big shot, but his client was second only to the Pope in real number two.

"Fine. Then I'll take care of the persuasion."

An assassin (less than) girl twitches and moisturizes hazelnut (hazelnut) eyes.

"Are you breaking your engagement?

"I didn't do it in the first place."

"Even my son-in-law?

"Naturally."

For some reason Stella, who wet her skirt with tea, is hailing both hands.

Yeah, I'm sure he's happy because he's confirmed there won't be any dead people. A surprisingly merciful demon king.

"This eliminates the very fact that Mr. Kirsch's assassination failed. but... I'm worried about the future. Mr. Antares. May I ask you something about your daughter's path?

Antares took out his handkerchief and softly wiped his tears. "Too bad, but if you change your mind, you can always get him a kirsch," he shook his voice.

I knew you were scared. Assassins. Well, maybe it should just be good that they never attacked me upside down.

Then the next agenda is on the future of Kirsch. It would be best if you would stop being an assassin, but let's just say that in the direction of getting a transfer around the adventurer, we'll move on with the adjustment.