Yomigaeri no Maou

"... yummy..."

Rustic brown hair shakes and eyes open expressing surprise.

Nonno, a female cleric with a Virgin, was surprised from the bottom of her heart and even remembered to be moved by the flavor she had first spoken of.

White magnetic cups and saucers are grasped in her hands and transported to her mouth many times.

That color dyeing the cup was deep red, and she knew that the color shining in gold as it got closer to the edge was something that could not be achieved without the presence of both good tea leaves and a good pourer.

In becoming a Virgin, I studied and practiced tea well.

Since the Holy Divine Service taught us well in its accumulation of funds and knowledge about the sorting of tea leaves and the eyewitness of dishes, Nonno's techniques on tea, as the Virgin said to her, are quite superior even when viewed without eyes.

At the very least, it is true that even if it is served to a national guest, it is being repaired to a rude degree, which is why Nonno was surprised by the Virgin who has made it easy for her to taste beyond herself.

That's right.

Now Nonno was watching the game with the Virgin as she drank the tea she had received from her hands in the special viewing room given to her.

Even though she said she could stand it, she said she wanted me to be there once in a while, and she couldn't help but nod that she couldn't turn down Nonno if she was told so much by the boulders.

The result was a wonderful cup of tea that I thought was the taste of heaven.

So much so that even if she wasn't the Virgin, she would think that this was all she could eat.

After all, I thought emotionally that heaven sometimes gives two or three things to one person.

"What do you say, Nonno? My tea. I think it tastes a few more steps down than any of your things... but it's not the one you threw away, is it?

The Virgin, leaning her neck and asking as she flushed her silky golden hair, is as beautiful as usual and cares for Nonno with a soothing smile.

Just because this gaze is directed at you, it's not strange that if you're a man, you fall in love, and in fact, the men who see the Virgin become most of them love her.

In addition, nonno occasionally thinks that even women say things like her when they are sinners at the beginning and end of something that goes beyond the gender walls and even sees the Virgin with those eyes.

Sometimes I think it's hard that the Virgin doesn't actually say, "sinful person," etc., because it's very rude to put it into words like that, but she's unimaginably beautiful.

Nonno stares and nods at the Virgin and answers, holding her heart firmly so that she does not fall in love herself.

"It's a hell of a thing. Much, much better than any of mine... I never thought the Virgin would be so good at tea."

The Virgin smiled joyfully at such a nonno answer.

And Nonno was a little surprised because that smile seemed so happy, unlike Nonno's expectations.

Because she is the Virgin who constantly smiles, but she felt it was a smile of a different nature than usual.

So Nonno asks.

"... I kind of saw the Virgin laugh that way for the first time"

Then the Virgin tilted her neck with that smile,

"... what the hell does my expression look like right now?

I've asked, so Nonno tells me what he thought.

"Right... it may be rude to say this, but it seems a lot happier than usual... a little, similar to the look that comes to mind when orphanage children find treasures in the woods and in the city.... Oh, well, of course, the Virgin and the children have different identities, so saying they're similar doesn't mean they're from..."

On the way, Nonno began to apologize, thinking that he might have said something very rude to the Virgin.

Sometimes, it would be unacceptable to release words toward the Virgin, who is also held in a high place in the Sacred Divinity, that are the same as the children in the orphanage, in normal thought.

She is very virtuous and she is literally different from Nonno and the children in the orphanage.

It's just a gift of the Virgin's whim and kindness that we can have Nonno here now, never think of ourselves in the same position as her, etc.

So Nonno apologized.

But the Virgin doesn't care about that, and she says it in such a way that, no, rather, she said something very welcome.

"... Nonno. You shouldn't use language that would degrade you or the children in the orphanage. I was rather very pleased to be told that I had a similar look to them. I can't believe I resemble them innocent, honest, gentle... so much so that I still feel like I'm being told I can have those purities that will take me to old age and be lost. So withdraw your apology."

It was a very surprising dialogue and, conversely, Nonno thought it was not strange at all for the Virgin to say the words:

Once again finding out that she was a gentle, honest, equal and pure person, Nonno thanked her for her generous words and, as the Virgin said, stopped despising herself and her children and withdrew her apology.

Then the Virgin nodded and turned her eyes to the battle taking place outside the viewing room, on the arena stage.

Although the Virgin has always said that she doesn't like seeing people get hurt so much, she doesn't dislike martial arts competitions because they aren't about killing each other, and they're about contending and inciting each other over the culmination of victory.

I take it quite seriously, and I feel like I've seen an unexpected side of the Virgin and Nonno makes me a little happy.

The Virgin who only knows herself, I feel like it's getting more and more.

The Virgin told Nonno as she watched the battle between Lulu and Illis.

"Nonno, which do you think will win?

"... after all, aren't you a Lulu player? It's Lulu who's still pushing..."

It's obvious from the eyes of the amateur Nonno that the Iris player only seems to have a few bad minutes, and I'm pretty sure Lulu is still going to win if the game goes on like this.

That said, since it wasn't necessarily just pure strength that had divided victories and losses in various contexts of the martial arts tournament, it couldn't be denied that if there were any hidden balls for the Iris players, that could cover them either.

The Virgin nodded at such nono words and said:

"I agree...... but I'd love to see Iris win if I can"

The Virgin replies when Nonno leans her neck and asks why, wondering the words.

"Because it's pretty rare for a woman to win a fighting competition. Again, I have the feeling that fighting, is something stronger for men... in fact, there are many well-known users of men. But with more women's names there, I wonder if women can have dreams, too. In various jobs, there are things that women can't and are difficult to get into… I'm sure people will be happier if we can have a society where women can get into things like that…"

Indeed, the Virgin is right, there has not been much progress in the advancement of women into society.

There are situations in which, exceptionally, only women occupy a high status, or not some, but globally it is possible to say that men dominate the world in all areas.

Nonno also does clerics, but also clerics, more men, 80% more so.

Women have children, and entering the family is not a bad thing in itself, but it saddens me when a woman says headlessly that it is a job she cannot do because she is only a woman.

So I used to vaguely think that I wish the world like that would change.

Knowing that the Virgin seemed to be about to change that too, Nonno was surprised, and surprised because she didn't think she was rooting for Illis for that reason.

"I thought they were going to support Lulu."

To those nonos, the Virgin smiles and says:

"Alas, I'm rooting for Lulu as well... I just thought it might be funny if Iris won..."

I mean, whichever wins, the Virgin is fun, is it?

Nonno thought it was the right thing to do as a way of enjoying a martial arts tournament, and that kind of attitude.

If I had made a bet, I would have put it in one of them, but neither Nonno nor the Virgin would gamble.

Not that it's forbidden by doctrine, but I avoided Nonno because I felt he was going to feel shallow.

I don't know why the Virgin wouldn't do it......

Think that far, Nonno carries the tea into his mouth again.

And I noticed that my eyelids were getting heavier.

I don't remember staying up late last night, but maybe I was tired.

When I fell asleep as it was, I felt a sense of crisis and fought with the power of my will to open my eyes and win over drowsiness.

But I guess the Virgin knew the whole thing, such as how such a nono was.

the lid heavily, and when the Virgin smiled all the time when she saw the nono in the boat,

"Nono. If you're sleepy, you can sleep, right?... Here."

That being said, the Virgin indicated to lay down here with her knees slapped.

I instantly thought that was nothing but disrespectful through fear, but drowsiness works strongly non no to deprive me of that normal judgment.

Nonno had no idea where he was going from there, understanding that the Virgin's knee gradually approached, pounding, and his own head slowly rode over the Virgin's thick crotch.

The soft feeling, the fluffy scent of the heart healing, gently stroked Nonno's hair by the hand of the Virgin... and Nonno's consciousness fell completely.

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"Did you finally sleep..."

Watching Nonno sleep in exhalation on her lap, the Virgin shrugged like that with a sticky smile.

Then, the Virgin looks out the window of the viewing room and watches the battle on stage.

It is a battle where immense clashes of magic can only be described as glitching, even if we are here.

I never thought such a user existed in this country, the Virgin, but I didn't care about that to her.

What was important to the Virgin was the effect on the absolute barriers of the ancient clan (elves) that the purple electricity and red flames were wrapping around in the battle between Lulu and Illis.

Now, that juncture seems to be more burdensome than ever before, and we can confirm there a phenomenon that was not seen before this final.

An absolute barrier forming in a dome between the audience and the stage, it has existed there without ever being slight.

Even when it collapsed, it never moved its position.

But now, the absolute barrier is repeatedly expanding and contracting, in line with the dissipation of Lulu and Iris' magic.

I'm not sure why that's happening, but the cause is more obvious than seeing fire.

That's what's happening because I can't stand the power of Lulu and Iris, or if I don't, I can't.

If left unchanged, the collapse of the absolute barrier was visible and obvious, and the moment was right there when the prized best technology of the ancient tribe (elves) would be defeated before the power of only two warriors.

As a matter of fact, the Virgin was looking forward to that time.

That border-crossing technique will hardly diminish its value, even if it is broken by Lulu and Illis.

The Virgin knew that that technique of the ancient tribe (elves) had been made quite simple in bringing it to this martial arts tournament, and because of that, she had been informed that she was only a little anxious about its strength.

That, of course, was due to the boys in black, and also to the information network of the Episcopal Divinity Agency, which is a definite story, and that is why I did not care much about the collapse of the absolute barriers of the ancient peoples (elves) here.

The important thing is to get the basic technology for that technology, after which there is some room for improvement.

Even the simple ones definitely contain the core technology there, so her purpose can only be achieved if she gets an absolute barrier generator.

And she understood that the biggest chance for that was this final.

The Virgin also knew that the burdens placed on the ancient tribe (elves) were not overwhelming.

For that, too, there would be quite a few limitations on the body.

Right now, they are devoting their hearts and minds to putting their boundaries together, and not paying much attention to their security.

That's why the Virgin thought that now was the time, slowly replacing Nonno's head over the cushion that had been in the room from her knees, and stood up.

"... I'm coming, Nonno. Sleep a little bit."

Glimpse of Nonno, squeaking like that before the Virgin leaves the viewing room behind.

I don't know anything in the room. Only Nonno's sleep sounded lonely.