Yuusha Dakedo, Maou Kara Sekai Wo Hanbun Moratte Uragiru Koto ni Shita

"Dream or manifestation. Have a wonderful time between fantasy and pleasure."

It seems that this is the result of Mr. Fuku's witchcraft, called [Fantasy Plug].

From what I've heard, pleasure contours are sex establishments… so-called eclectic places.

Nevertheless, it is not just a place to exude lust.

It fills the mind as well as the body of those who come. It also seemed like such a place and felt very strange for a sex establishment.

"Well... that sounds like a form of illusion. It would be systematically similar to Yumeno and Tamamo."

The Demon King looks at the playground as impressed.

"The world is pretty high, and it's amazing... it's like one world."

I also leaked my breath at the level of completion of the junction.

Analytically, it's a combination of junction and illusion. Quite elaborately constructed.

Left the floating world, the dream world.

This is a demonic and seductive world that can be described as such.

"Mr. Tamamo…… Don't you two get confused in our bond?

"That's what creatures are for. You must be old enough to win..."

"Wow, your tits are bigger, aren't they? Don't stay with me."

"Haunted raccoons don't get along. Fat."

"Haunted foxes are the ones who shut up. Galli."

Meanwhile, Tamamo and Mr. Fuku are having a small conversation with each other.

They both seem familiar with the old days and seem to get along pretty well.

"You two? It's time to come inside."

With Mr. Fuku's guidance, I, the Demon King and Tamamo entered the amusement state.

It's a long hallway. I guess there's a room in the back of the handicap, but there's more than you can count.

"Guests are not enjoying the room where Fusuma is closed. Don't get too close."

… Are you serious?

Yukon is an eclectic institution. I mean, the customers would say they're doing some naughty stuff too.

"Well, this is a world of illusion. There's only one man in the room... who's enjoying himself in the world of dreams, so don't wake him up with excitement."

"What is it...... pretty sad"

"Hehe... even if you understand it as illusion, we will not offer you moments of dreams you cannot resist"

Apparently, this Yukou doesn't have any employees other than Mr. Fuku.

But it seems to be made up of her illusions as a shop. I thought that was awesome.

"I was looking forward to seeing the brave guy you were dealing with earlier."

"...... Yoshi Kondo? What are you doing, that guy?"

"When it comes to Yoshio Kondo, the newly elected director of the bureau, the story is famous. Looks like he inherited it."

Either way, if Yoshio Kondo is caught in the crossroads, there will be no leakage of our information.

No, maybe our very existence has been noticed by Shogung, but we shouldn't even know where we are in the boulder.

Anyway, this is Mr. Fuku's junction.

Looks like you can rest assured for a while.

"Please, relax in my room."

What came was the top floor of Yukoku. Looks like Mr. Fuku's private room.

Similar to the Tamamo room, it is a tatami room. However, this one was very flashy.

The golden screen and red lid are painted like flowers.

There was a light moonlight inserted through the open window and it was very fragrant.

The cherry blossom petals are also dancing in the wind. This is Mr. Fuku's juncture, so I guess she's intentionally performing like this.

"I'll make you some tea."

Saying so, Mr. Fuku smacks his hand small.

Then, at the next moment, a table and tea appeared.

I guess this is also an illusion. Within the boundaries, Mr. Fuku seems to be free to do everything.

"I don't know what to think. Don't moisten your throat."

"Serve with tea to relax. Shut up."

And Tamamo just complained about it. That seems to be the pattern.

"Brave man. This kind of thing is good, don't you think? I like it."

The Demon King was next to me, looking out the window blurry.

"This kind of unique culture of Hodo...... it is quite preferable that it is so-called 'Japanese-style'"

The Demon King often wears kimonos and such under the influence of tamamo.

I like this kind of thing originally. She's probably the one who's more than happy to be here in this world.

"Later, let's take a look around a lot"

"Uhm. Together, right?

The Demon King is smiling happily.

Cute...... yeah, I wanted you to stop because watching me smile like this makes me murky.

Could it be time for us to be alone later?

"It's hot..."

"This doesn't make two worlds. Come here."

In the words of Tamamo, me and the Demon King also took their seats.

When I tried the tea served, I felt like I was drinking tea.

But I guess this is an illusion because it's an illusion.

Even so, there is a strong sense of reality. Even if you know it's an illusion, it's a high level of technique that makes you think it's a good idea.

Because of this illusion, Yoshio Kondo, who came to Yukoku, is probably also imprisoned. If it's about that level, you know it's definitely illusion.

Still, a psychological prison that makes you think it's okay.

I guess that's who the art of [fantasy amusement] is.

"So, what can the lords do for us?

Mr. Fuku asks a few questions as he rinses his tea.

"Actually, I'm here mainly to ask you about Hod's situation. There's no rumor of a disturbance, is there?

"…… aye. I don't know."

She slowly put the yukata on the table.

Then Mr. Fuku smiles glossy.

"Everyone will loosen their mouth to the public of bedtime stories... and that kind of information will naturally gather in our tour."

But she shakes her head.

"However, I am Hanaki…… If you want something, don't pay for it"

Does Hanaki mean someone who does so-called naughty things?

It must be expensive. Well, there's nothing wrong with money.

"Okay. I'll pay you as much as I want...... the Demon King!

I don't have any money right now, by the way.

I have no choice but to do so because I am the demon king's hippo.

"Uhm! I'll pay you as much as I want, my brave purse!

The Demon King also offered a lot of money for the transfer.

All right, now you'll have the information.

Yes, I thought so.

"Hehe...... no money needed. Let's give it to the brave man."

Pong, and Mr. Fuk hit Kashiwaki.

And at that moment - there's no more tamamos and demon kings from the room.

"... Huh?

Mr. Fuku still laughs at me.

"Why don't you just play with me?

Saying so, she took off her kimono.