The scent of flavor and tea spread throughout the room. The sound of tea utensils rumbling and the sound of pouring hot water. Then there was a quiet space where only the sound of my father rubbing his clothes could be heard.

My father brews tea with an unfamiliar touch. This is a rather unusual sight, because Kuron-san usually brews it for me. Sometimes it looked like I was having trouble, but I knew how to make it.

"It has a temperature that makes it easy to drink. Drink slowly."

"... yes..."

How long have you been crying since then? How long have you been crying and getting a headache? I cried out like a little kid, and I was angry because I was wrong, but I was angry because of my father.

Besides, Pokoska slapped me in the chest. I wasn't shocked. Huh, there's a lot of emotional instability.

But it was nice to have the magic power running rampant. I'm sorry, Licht. I'm sure you've noticed our fierce emotions, even when we're far away, because we're connected.

I'm sure you'll be wondering what happened now. And thank you for setting up the disturbed magic. I may have interrupted my time with Kuron-san. I have to apologize later.

"Meg, I'm so happy."

Holding a cup of tea, my father said in a quiet voice as he glanced at it with his swollen eyes.

Did you just say you're happy? Why? I just wanted to say whatever I wanted to say.

"I didn't even notice it until Meg told me." Certainly, I think Eugene was given the role of father. I took the liberty of thinking that it would be better for Meg. "

Ugh, a little guilty. You really said what you liked, didn't you, me?

Father is nothing wrong. Even though you were thinking about your father and me, and even though you were on the side of patience, you were blamed by me... I'm sorry I fell down.

"However, you don't have to put up with it anymore." From now on, I'm going to say more stupid things. "

Ah, I think Wagamama is still saying that.

"That's not true!?"

But I accidentally pushed it in. I mean! I want to leave my job and make time for two people, but I'm not motivated because I've been told by Licht and Kron on a daily basis.

Aside from the jokes. Actually, I think I was quite patient. I think Kuron-san's stupid mama is so cute.

I mean, even though my real children are my best friends, they're treated like daughters under different men. It's not like you're making a mistake.

It would have been nice to have ignored our arguments and brought them back. That is allowed by my father. Even so, he was so convinced that I wanted to stay in Orthos. Too much nostalgia is enough.

"I can only show a pathetic figure in front of Meg everywhere."

"... that's not true."

I finally put the cup I had in my mouth and drank tea. I felt my body warm up and breathed out.

My father is certainly a pathetic and unfortunate man, but he is a kind man who thinks more of people than of himself. Too gentle to worry.

Maybe, but you can't attack monsters much like me? In my case, I'm just frightened rather than gentle.

My father doesn't hurt living things in vain. I don't even use harsh language.

"My father is the coolest man in the world."

Yeah. I knew it was cool. It's too beautiful to look at.

That being said, my father, who can work hard for people, is my proud father. When I have to, I can rely on it very much, and I can still respect it when I am working properly.

Besides, it would be better if it was a little no good. That way, everyone can help my father. A lot of people admire you because everyone is aware of your father's charm.

... by the way, there's no reaction? When you shut up there, it makes me very embarrassed.

When I started to move my eyes, my ears turned red and I lost my words. "Wow..."

"...... Shh, I'm too happy to die right now."

"Oh, my God! My father always exaggerates!"

This is what happens in the end! Looks like a father, but don't tighten up! But I'm going crazy and I'm giggling.

Looking at me like that, my father was smiling with his eyes narrowed.

"Father, please tell me about the Demon King." I'll tell you what. "

When I realized it, I was saying it. It really became a natural word, and I felt that the troubles I had been having had disappeared somewhere.

"... is it okay? Meg doesn't want to be the demon king much?"

Instead, my father seems to be more confused. I can see from the bottom of my heart that he cares for me.

After knowing my feelings properly, I guess you thought it would be difficult to talk. It's fatherly.

Is it okay or not? If you ask me like that, I'm going to say it's not good.

That's not good at all. I didn't want to become a demon king, and I could answer with all my might that I couldn't do it. I can't imagine it. But, but...

"Hmph. Yeah. I don't want to be if I can. You're with your father, aren't you?"

I wondered if I wanted to assert that I didn't want to be a demon king in front of my eyes, but after thinking about it, this person was also afraid of power and ran away. I guess I didn't want to be a demon king.

That's why we're together. Me, too, with my father.

"... heh, yes. Together."

My father had his eyes rounded as if he was dumbfounded, but he laughed at me with a wicked look on his face.

Ehehe, we're really a bad and annoying demon king candidate, aren't we? But I'm starting to resemble you, so I can't help it. I'm a parent and child.

If you run away, if you cry out, if you worry about it, then something will come. Even if you say that you are not prepared, you won't wait for the time. I knew that was the case.

All you need to do is keep thinking. There is a difference between suddenly welcoming the time without thinking about it, or preparing properly and then welcoming the time. It was obvious, wasn't it?

But now, for the first time, I realize it. For the first time, I thought I had to think about becoming a demon king.

You're not ready for this. As always, I'm worried, and I don't think I'll be doing my job. But this is progress. I'm getting on with it. I feel so confident.

We slept together in my father's bed that day. When I first occupied the bed and slapped the pompom and the bed, I was happy to die again, and I covered my face with my hands. A maiden.

However, when I told my father that this might never happen again, he entered the futon with me with the speed of the wind. I dyed my cheeks slightly red. That's why you're a maiden.

I had plenty of time to spare... but of course I was embarrassed too. Even though you're already a sister, sleeping with your father is such a passionate thing!

However, when I felt the warm temperature of my father's body, my consciousness quickly disappeared... and I noticed it was in the morning, so I thought I was sleepy. And so is my father.

"... it's my father's sleeping face"

Because when I woke up, my father was still sleeping. This is an incredibly valuable figure. Let's keep it in mind.

No, I think I'll remember that for the rest of my life without even being aware of it. This has become a precious and very important memory for me and my father.

I don't want to die. Just thinking about it makes your chest tighten, and if there's a way to avoid it, I'd like to do anything.

But there's nothing we can do about life. I know exactly what you mean.

"We need to grow up quickly."

Then I'll have to grow up and reassure my father and my dad. Maybe that would be the most filial act of all.