While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

Looking back, I opened the door and Pecora was coming in.

Halkara almost unconsciously possesses herself. I'm afraid I'm in danger. Lycra is also in shape. It's just that the two of us look different. Harkara's on the run, and Lycra feels like she can fight.

"Pecora, what...?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I asked if you had eaten yet. Because of that, I was wondering if we could have dinner together."

I see, that's not a bad story. Instead, when I heard the word meal, I realized I was very hungry.

Well, it wasn't if we were having dinner until we could see how cheap everyone was. The human body seems to read the air around it.

"That's just fine. Where is it?

"I will lead you to the dining room for your guests. Come on, sister, let's go."

Pecora took my arm naturally.

I feel like this kid has a lot of body language, among all the people I've ever met. However, since Farfa is a daughter, it shall be distinct.

"Ah... Dear Azsa..."

Lycra looked a little lonely. Surely Lycra means she's only her apprentice, and you're taking a step back. Later, I guess I should make him a little sweeter......

"I think your master has been taken, and I still feel defeated..."

Halkara seems to have similar feelings. This is surprisingly difficult to think about distance... This is the challenge ahead.

"Hey, isn't Pecora too stuck?

But Pecora doesn't even care what I say, she rather sticks to me.

"This is what pseudo-sisterhood is all about. Stay with me for a little while, sister."

Well, there was no one who could play the role of the Demon King's sister, so can you help it? I guess this kid missed him.

"Yes, sir. That's the deal."

I stroked Pecora's head - between sheep-like horns and horns.

"Oh, I passed out today, but I'm happy enough to write it all off."

When people say I'm happy because I'm not here, it makes me feel honored.

"Um, sister, could you please hold the princess to the dining room?

"You're making a lot of demands..."

"Because I am the Demon King."

I'm really sorry to be there, I don't have any seco welcoming feelings that I'm using people to do it. You're living a life where it's normal to ask people for something.

"You mean you're used to demanding people."

"Besides, do you say instead of not being able to kiss? That's the kind of special time that should flow between you and your sister."

"So is that. Okay, so instead of kissing,"

I held up Pecora. It's lighter than I thought and looks like I'm holding a blanket.

"In your sister's arms...... The scenes that were appreciated in the story were, after all, wonderful…"

Lycra and Halkara were following me from behind with faces that didn't seem like much fun.

"Mr. Halkara, I may be a little bad at that guy."

"I can't either, can I? I think a lady like that could grow up better somewhere to taste the harshness of the world. For example, maybe you should work in my factory for about 80 hours a month with overtime."

I can't believe the presence of Pecora is going to inspire the two of us...... Later, let's put in a follow up. I am obsessionist. Pecora's not a bad person, either. Instead, I don't seem to resent Halkara herself for being stunned with a head poke.

"Oh, now you've been thinking of something other than me, sister."

Pecora swept her cheeks a little.

"It doesn't matter what I think. You're free."

"But when you're holding a princess, it's natural to think about the sister you're holding."

They also have a lot of rules for princess hugs.

"Look, do you have any thoughts?" You're light, aren't you? "

"Maybe it's because of the extravaganza, but it's heavy there."

"Sister, you're mean."

Also, Pecora swept up her cheeks...

"It's nice to be flirted with by such a mean sister."

In the end, it looked like fun.

Along the way, other demons watched with a slight face, but didn't say anything. I guess no one demon tribe can complain about the Demon King.

Belzebub and Varnia were waiting in front of the dining room. Belzebub was a bit, or rather, awkward.

"Demon King, isn't it a little too much...?

"Because there's not enough people in this world to admit you're my sister. I was wondering if Mr. Belzebub would be a candidate for your sister, but he never scolded me."

Pecora creaked. Oh, my God, it sounds like Tenba. I guess the Belzebubs are struggling too......

"Ha... Azsa, hold on to your sister role. Wrinkles are beyond my control."

"I get it. 'Cause I'm gonna do this for the last few days."

"If possible, I'd like you to come here about once every two months."

What if this weird relationship goes on forever... It could have been a bad thing......

"Yes, why don't you eat Mr. Belzebub, too? And Mr. Belzebub's men."

Eventually, I got a facial rash called Pecora and Varnia at Plus Alpha when I was partying at my house. Well, it's busy, okay?

The Demonic court dishes were generally intensely flavored, but delicious. I'm glad it's not a dish that eats bugs or anything.

During the meal, Pecora repeatedly asked, "Sister, do you have any alcohol you want to drink?" "Sister, let me know if you have any favorite dishes," "Sister, sister," she called out.

"A little more, if you behave like a demon king...?

"Well, it's the same as always. I mean, I don't know. As a sister, I want to do my best to you."

I wonder how I can use this power to freely serve the Demon King...

"So, later, the plants growing on the land of the Demons, they tell you a lot? It could be the source of a new drug."

"Yes! We'll arrange it right away!

Now it's going to benefit my local area, too, and let's do it.

"Tomorrow is finally the day to give you a compliment. Looking forward to it!"

"Speaking of which, that was the main one..."

Okay, well, what kind of event would that be?

"Oh, yeah, it was Mr. Lycra"

Rarely, Pecora called me by a name other than mine.

"Yes, what the hell is it, Demon King?

Thanks, the pecora sticks to me, so Lycra was still peeling.

"I think I'll see you again tomorrow with the unexpected."

"Yes?"

Without giving the answer, Pecora was just smiling mischievously.