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

When I came back to church after lunch break, Stella and Belial came to church, as if they were waiting for my return.

A bear floats beneath the eyes of the two of them, and the expression is whimsical from the mouth… although it was barely dripping, it looks like it is dripping (soaking).

Fatigue is not something you can do with healing magic.

Before, Stella used too much magic to produce heat, but that was also something that could only be cured by quieting.

On the red carpet, the two of them poke their arms forward with their cat backs, flailing closer to me like living corpses.

I can't even get a foothold on it. The unfocused gaze blurred and wandered the universe.

"Uh-oh."

"Ugh."

Neither, groaning, they both arrive before me.

In the meantime, let's deal with this as usual.

"Hi Stella, Mr. Belial. Welcome to our church. What can I do for you today? Is it resuscitation? Is it a cure for poison? Or, of ♥"

Dinner or bath, it's been another kind of questioning, but in front of me, both the Demon King and the Female Knight let their bodies loosen to the left and right and groaned "uh-huh" and "uh".

This one has a good sense of courage.

"Uh... oh, right. Wait a minute, please."

Once I went back to the private room, I took two brown glass bottles from the refrigerator I had set up in the room and put them back together.

"Uh-huh."

"Ababa ~"

"Ah-ha-ha."

"Give it a cheek."

I'm not saying which one, but the symptoms are getting worse.

"Drink this and it'll be refreshing. Fatigue can also fall out of the pong. Come on, go ahead."

There is a clear liquid shaking inside the glass bottle.

We both honestly received vials with dead fish eyes. Open the cupons and stoppers and drink them all at once.

but nothing happens. Stella tilting her neck and Berial's gaze said, "What did you give her to drink?," he asked me.

"I'm sorry."

"" Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

Try to squeeze your throats, and the two will suffer on the spot.

"No, fresh water, not holy blessed water... it's rocky fresh water"

They said the fake medicinal effect was outstanding, and they both breathed on their shoulders to regain their sanity.

"Hey, what a confusing thing to give him to drink!

"Kissama's nasty (Akuratsu) is not a demon race or anything!

At the same time, Stella and Belial can point and yell at my face.

"You both seem to be feeling better, more importantly"

Put my hand on my chest and I gently gave it back in a gratuitous manner.

Stella swells her cheeks and tries to protest even more, but when she pokes her surprise and the big yawn leaks out of her mouth, she rubs her eyes.

The red-haired girl looked more and more like her once again.

"Uh, I don't even have the strength to be angry anymore."

"Isn't that peaceful and good"

Belial is picking on me, too, but I can't feel my usual hegemony.

"Again, you can't seem to fatigue or fatigue this body. The Great Cleric Defeated."

Somehow they decided it was my defeat.

"If you're tired, I hope you get some rest. If you have to work as a gatekeeper, I'll take your place for about half a day."

The church would be safe if left to Mark 2 of Sayamako, and more importantly, I have never seen a visitor on a positive attack route to Demon King Castle before.

I myself felt compelled to come to this “last church" by forcibly eliminating some obstacles to reaching the castle.

Stella lays flat on her flirtatious and cathedral bench.

"Ugh, my body's on its own...... but if I sleep here, I'll be practiced by Belial"

"Is it practice? Again, what the hell is that?"

Stella shook her tail vertically only once as she landed on the bench and slept like a launched dolphin.

No more snorting around with your neck, that sounds like a cliché.

"Pi, hey, hey! So far, we've won 146 fights and lost 73."

You have a pretty good fight with each other.

I told him to turn his gaze to Belial.

"How did you engage in a battle until this happened? It's also my job to play entertainment with my boss."

Belial makes both shoulders shake bluntly. Together, my chest swung wide and loose.

"Ko, you can't pull all this off. Even if it's Stella. No shame in losing the battle. Because it's the shame of not doing everything you can."

So it feels like half the battle will be exactly five minutes, clumsy or clever.

I told the two of them in a sigh.

"So, you came to me to restore fatigue."

Berial chuckled with a hunched nose.

It seemed like hard work, though.

Talking about treating a great cleric who is capable and brilliant from earlier on as incompetent. When I sat Belial in the bench, I turned around behind him.

"You say it. I'm not saying I can't recover from fatigue."

I tried to put her long purple hair up with my hands, and I was in my ears.

"So let's get started"

"Ki, Ki, Kisama, what are you going to do!

Stella kept a cloudy eye and said, "Oh, yeah. What are you going to do?" he muttered in a bare reading mood.

In the meantime, there are no signs of Belial moving on Stella now, no matter what she is done.

I slowly ran my fingers against the neck line when I gently put my hands on Belial, and here I was, rubbing my index finger and middle finger up hard.

"Mmm...... haha ♥"

In reaction with Bikun, from the mouth of a brown-skinned beauty, exhalation leaks.

"Oh, you seem to have a weak back"

"No, don't, don't. Oh."

I grabbed Belial's shoulders and pressed them against the seat of the bench.

"Ku...... yield me with all your might, and are you satisfied with that?

"Enjoy is coming"

I moved every single finger of my hands like a separate creature.

We must also be able to accompany the organ to make the great priest and the psalm sound in the diocese.

The technology at its fingertips produced unexpected by-products.

I nudged my thumb between the shoulder blades on Berial's back.

"Hey, hey, don't be suddenly inserted (yes) such a fat thing. Ah! Oh, come on, I'm gonna break it."

A beautiful woman who loathes with her mouth but whose voice leaks a sweet, melted exhale.

My ten fingers now crawled around like a tentacle of ropers and stroked Bereal's hard, lumpy flesh.

As she palms the tension between her neck and shoulders, Berial glances at her back like a bow and lavishly shakes her chest in a blunt manner.

"Huh! How do you know!? So you're cowardly enough to poke at weaknesses! Kisama, then you're a samurai."

"I am a cleric and not a samurai. And it's your fault you're weak."

My hands ravaged Berial's neck, shoulders, and hips a thousand times, such as poking my fingers in unintentionally and rubbing them to the point of gently touching them.

Totally shuddered, but the advanced demon clan, knightly as a gatekeeper, can scream and scream sweet voices.

"Enough! I'll leave you to win! So no more... please... no more... no more."

"If you don't want to, why don't you take a seat?

"Well, because Kisama pushes from the top, I can't escape even if I want to."

"Oh right. Now, I can't even lift myself up like this, and I'm going to have to suffer and be ravaged by whatever I want in my hands."

"What an unconsciousness! I wouldn't have let you like me if I hadn't felt tired and tired. Hmm... Ah, there! Stronger there ♥ Oh! Stella's... I didn't expect to be humiliated like this in front of the Demon King's eyes... Aww ♥ That's good, you're good, you little bitch. Make me cry."

When pressed to lift from under his armpit, Berial was no longer able to even maintain the rhetoric he resisted.

Honest and good.

To the sight, Stella, whose eyes were supposed to be dead, breathed and kept shaking her buttocks as she stared at Belial's melting face.

At the end of the treatment (Sejutsu), Berial stood up squeaky. Straighten your pins and spine and tell me with a refreshed face.

"My shoulders are light as if I were reborn. I can't wait for the day when you fire the Great Cleric for all your problematic behavior. Then you'll be my exclusive masseuse and you'll take care of it till you die."

Again, or as a price for the big breasts, Berial apparently had a load on his shoulders and so on from day to day, commensurate with the magnitude of its swelling.

Nevertheless, a female knight who truthfully acknowledges my prowess is a rarity. Tomorrow it may come down not with rain, but with spears or meteorites.

Seeing Belial completely rejuvenated, Stella moved over the bench like a scalpel and let her sit down for a moment with a carefree voice by my side.

"Me next."

"Um, Demon King, are you sure?

"What. Are you saying I can't make it Bereal?

"No, that's not true."

"A lot."

The girl looks at me like a pussy, but her gaze hurries me.

I had no choice. I went around behind her back.

"Don't worry if I try to strangle the Demon King like this from behind... I won't"

Belial's gaze turns into something "if you do something disrespectful, I'll kill you" and he stabs me in the ass.

Damn, if you're willing to do that, you're a jokeless gatekeeper, even though we do it when we meet.

"Come on, come on, come on."

Stella shook her tail left and right as hard as a puppy.

"Okay. But don't expect too much."

Well, it won't work, but I got Stella's neck for once.

Yes, Momomomomomomomomomo. Pfft, pfft.

What I'm doing is the same as Belial, but I can't help but lose the resolution of the expression.

Anyway, Stella is a smart body with nothing to shake about.

Naturally, the load on the shoulders and neck muscles in the daily routine is also light.

Stella looked back here only at her neck, suspiciously.

"Hey... you're not out of hand, are you?

"I'm doing the same thing as Mr. Belial."

"It doesn't feel good at all."

"I can't help it. Because it's a specification."

"Why? Hey, why did you just have those pathetic eyes, Seiklid? Are you talking about specifications?

"Ha ha, it's Stella's fault"

The treatment ended in five minutes.

Stella's tiredness never recovered, but the Great Cleric had nothing better to say than hold his mouth about the reason.

And that's where...

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"This is Couple Kill No 3 references!

You're out. Happy set. Happy trio for God's sake.

Reviving Ako, Kanon and Kirsch with resuscitation magic, the three immediately perceived the situation.

Ako sits in a bench and calls me.

"Me and me! No! My shoulders are so tight from my chest... is that it? Why are you crying, Mr. Stella? What happened to Cannon all of a sudden?

Heartless hidden boobs hurt the two girls with the momentum to scrape their breasts off.

Kirsch explains to Ako.

"I mean, you don't even have stiff shoulders without boobs. By the way, I'm not that bad at all, but don't worry, Mr. Seychlid."

No, nobody's worried about you in this case, assassin. Couple killers.

Stella and Cannon hugged each other.

"It's not fair! That's unequal!

"The world is wrong. Yikes!

of demon kings and clerics (apprentices), has been able to be present at moments of historical reconciliation across factions.

From now on, it's going to get bigger and smaller, and the history of these feuds and fights is going to continue.

Will a bright future come to the Demon King after all......