Two people stare at my face.

"Mom!" "Mom"

Needless to say, I'm asking you to adopt your opinion better. Now, whichever way you choose, you're gonna make me look like the bad guy. It's very troubling.

So I decided to use the back moves.

At times like this, it's better to ask the vendor. It's like talking to a third party, a lawyer, if it's an inheritance.

"Wait a minute. Uh, notes, notes..."

It was the one I would never remember without a note.

"Wagahorahirovdarne mehoralachi numuris aisenagae hahehro frikras tornewaka comasoru hagiaeo hotarabadashi"

When I was finished safely chanting, Pine Spirit Miss Giant appeared about ten centimeters in front of me. Ten centimeters ago!

"Wow! Too close! Too close!

Surprised, lagged behind. There are limits to things!

"Excuse me, sus. The degree of pronunciation varies from the chanter's eyes and nose to about a five-minute walk."

"Variance too intense"

You wouldn't be able to help if you called it in during a life-targeting pinch and it showed up five minutes on foot... Well, it's not the spirit you call in when you're in a pinch.

"So, what's the point of having a call?

"Oh, I have a question about that."

I told him that Farfa and Sharsha were hanging their dresses and arguing.

"I see, I see. Whatever, the wedding starts once in a lifetime. The hope of wearing a dress is strong. Occasionally, some people get married four or five times."

I don't want to hear such a vid story.

My two daughters don't. Now they're turning to Miss Jantie.

He's not willing to give either of them away.

"Pfft. I have a good plan in this case. Name it" Delicious Plan Twice in a Grain "S!

Just speaking, it's pretty nagging, but this is still the spirit from which it came.

"I don't know what you're talking about, so be more specific."

"When it comes to weddings, it's a long street. Sometimes I change on the way."

Oh, color change or something of that dimension.

"So how about you both come out in a gentleman's outfit first and dress them both in the second half? Then equality."

Both eyes glowed over that Miss Jantie suggestion.

"That's good! Farfa would love to wear both anyway!

"An idea that looks like a tripartite loss and can be said to be tripartite. Excellent."

And my eyes were shining, too.

Not only can you look like two dresses, but you can also look like a tuxedo, which would be a great event for your mother!

"I'll get the clothes here. It's optional and somewhat expensive, but slight. Once in a lifetime. Isn't it a problem to be excited?"

You're neat. This is worth every penny. But if money solves the sisters' shit, it's cheap.

"Okay. Then give me a specific quote. As long as it's not pricey enough, I'll pay."

"Copy that, Sus. If you can let me use this ceremony as an achievement of the Temple of Miss Gianti for publicity, I'll accept it at a discounted price."

"Yes, sir. Well, that's fine."

Originally, I planned to use the Temple of Miss Gianti in the village of Tajin with that intention.

"How many people do you want to invite?" If it's very internal, you can do it alone with your family. "

With the word invitation, several demonic faces came to mind.

"I have someone who's going to complain about a hundred years if I do a wedding without calling, so I'll ask them for a date the next time I see them. An invitation or something. Yes, no."

Two days later, Belzebub came, and he said, "I'm going to do something called a sister wedding for Farfa and Sharsha, when are you free?" I asked.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!?

As expected, no, they reacted bigger than that!

"I'll tell you before I get misunderstood, let's stay friends and sisters in the future. That's the formula. Don't worry, your sisters won't each be married to someone else."

"Good for you. In some cases, I might have killed those two married people..."

You've made a rare, demonic statement.

"By the way, we'll both be wearing wedding dresses. Don't come and tell me. You're never coming, are you?

I'm obliged to attend as a guardian.

No, you're not a guardian. I won't deny it because it's already a hassle. Looks like Belzebub, by the way, is going to play the "aunt" roles of Farfa and Sharsha.

"Sister wedding. Ah. Good culture. Wouldn't it be rooted in the land of the Demons? Let's also tell the Demon King."

Shit...... When Pecora finds out, she definitely tells me to have a wedding with me or something......

But it also stands in the corner that we don't call it the Farfa and Sharsha ceremonies. Besides, I will inevitably tell Belzebub to shut up, so later on, it will annoy Belzebub as well.

Can't you help it? If that kid presses me to have a wedding, all I have to do is say no.

"Well, keep in touch with some other demons and members who live on that land over there."

"Uhm. I'll take care of it. Be sure to let him join us. I don't care what happens."

"Ah, compulsory participation is nasi... If the ceremonial air goes bad, it's the end of the line."

"So you're at the ceremony for the two of us, and there's no such thing as an unfortunate guy?

That statement is not too much of anything, Belzebub......

Anyway, now we have a date. It soon became a sister wedding day.