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

Out of the boat, Belzebub and Pecora!

Why are those two here! No, the reason is because I heard you two talking, mostly. Okay.

Anyway, they're selling products from the Demonic lands, or something like that. Even if the Devil Nation and the Formal Nation don't have to be with the Kingdom, if it's about buying or selling things, it can be done on a private basis.

But today, it's not good for those two to find me.

My hair is a little close to Farfa and Sharsha.

If they see all three hairstyles, they'll definitely laugh...

I can already imagine it more real than reality in my head.

Pecora says, "Sister, you have a tea spot - ♪ Now make it the same hairstyle as me ♪" I'm stubbornly messing with something......

Belzebub says, "Even if you have hair similar to your daughters, you don't want your adopted daughter." Absolutely. I don't want to be adopted.

Let's get this over with.

It's also possible that Belzebub will be fluttering into the plateau house this evening... but it's important to get through this phase first.

"Demon King, there's nothing here, and we're going home."

All right, go home. Go home now. Don't do anything like sloppy overtime.

"But it's relatively close to your sister, isn't it? Because of that, and why don't you stop by on your way home?

"Then I must buy a souvenir for my daughter."

We're both coming to the plateau house!

All right, it's a change of ops.

Let's kill time with this Vitamay. That way, even if those two come to me, it's empty. Doesn't seem like he's going to come over for the night, and that'll work out.

- But then.

At the worst possible time, there was a voice I was looking for.

"Whoa, those three sitting over there, they're cute!" "Three beautiful sisters!" "You have the same hair as your sister. You must be getting along."

The sailors were talking about us.

"That sister, you're obsessed with fashion. I feel like a city man." "There's only one in the state capital." "Three sisters. Picture it."

Glad to hear it but I hope you don't say it too loud! Because it stands out!

"Hmm, three beautiful sisters? Either way, it's worse than frizz."

"I can't beat a beauty because I'm cute ~"

Both Belzebub and Pecora reacted.

Wow, don't look at me, don't look!

But it didn't work.

Pecora recognized me precisely. Probably also an organ that senses my pinch.

"Oh, hey, aren't you your sister? And you're Imechen."

Pecora came to us at a rate that we can't miss our prey!

"That's cute, sister. That's good too. It's nice of you to softly try your favorite fashion so that you can't let me play the role of sister!

"I don't know if that's a misunderstanding..."

"Then why don't I have the same hair as your sister? So why don't you walk in town with me? Yeah, I like that! When is the free day next week?

"Don't make a lot of decisions on your own!

This is how we keep pushing forward, that's the Demon King...... The word "bystander" suits me well.

"Whoa, isn't that Azsa and her daughters? It's an odd encounter. By the way, what happened to Azsa? Have you lost your blood?

"I'm not lost in blood! You're being rude! It's not like you don't look so good!

Belzebub, don't say whatever you want!

"No, it's not that it doesn't look good, but if it's unpleasant, you feel painful like you're trying to force it to fit the right age. You're not that young in spirit..."

"Don't analyze it calmly!

"You have a very high mental age. So you look crazy. Flashy clothes feel like a costume."

"Don't line up words that hurt me pale..."

Why should a guy dressed like an evil woman executive tell me... On top of being more flashy over there, you're embarrassed...

Yes, yes, my contents are company animals. You'll live as the mother of two daughters.

But it didn't seem like I was the only one who made the sacrifice.

'Cause there's Pecora here.

Belzebub, it's your turn next.

My reading hit me.

Pecora's eyes glowed demonically, with an evil grin on her mouth.

I already said, "Bad work, I'm doing it by the way. I will demonstrate the Lord of Demons," it says on his face.

"That's right! Because of this, and wouldn't Mr. Belzebub even Imechen here?

Pecora pushes Belzebub's back.

"Hih!? I like this hair, so I'm not going to change it!

"Hairstyles are cool as they are ~. But sometimes clothes that feel like ladies are good too ~"

"No, I don't think it suits you... where the hell are you going...?

"Fine. I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it."

Belzebub, pushed by Pecora, went from port to downtown.

I don't know by the looks of it, but I guess he's pushing it with tremendous force like a demon king. Anyway, Belzebub hasn't resisted it at all.

"Pfft. Sounds interesting, and suppose we go after him? You're both coming, aren't you?

"Mommy, sister, you look wicked"

"Mom, sister. Bad Guy's Face ~"

I'm not just a good man.

And, no more, I can't force you to put a sister element on it. Farfa and Sharsha both said Mom...

I have nothing to lose right now. Let's just say we observe Belzebub being messed with carefully.