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

The battle is over.

Nobunaga Oda closed the scene by snatching Tokugawa's neck.

Now she seems to have become a monarch.

It seems that Tokugawa Jiayang forces also lost their top and fully surrendered.

I thought it was a little more resistant, but it was slightly lighter.

Well, if you admitted Nobunaga Oda as the top, I don't care about the details.

"Pu Ha! Alcohol tastes extraordinary after winning!

"You're not doing anything."

In a fantasy tour, we were starting a celebration.

Mr. Fuku, the lord of this tour, prepared a lot of booze and dishes.

Nito is also at a banquet just because he was caught and drinking.

"You didn't do anything!? I've been mauled!

"You just got kissed. It's not gonna be less, okay?

"Hey, isn't it too much of a treat for me? I want you to be more respectful."

Laughing through the bumping nito, he looks around.

In the immediate vicinity, I found Mina desperately groping in front of the array of dishes.

"Amu, amu, amu... yum"

Keep moving when your little mouth is puffy.

The food seems delicious and obsessed.

It seems to be enjoying itself because it is a menu that is different from the demonic world.

"Mr. Brave, what's wrong?

When I was a little nervous, my tits just came out of nowhere.

It is Mr. Fuku, the Lord of fantasy tours.

"Are you enjoying yourself?

"Oh, yeah. Rice and booze are delicious, and I have nothing to say."

"That's good to know."

Smiling lusciously, Mr. Fuku packed the distance.

My head is going to be blurred by the smell of sweet incense.

"Hey, something?

"Come on, go ahead. Pour the alcohol."

Is that what you said when you had the pork mouth?

Offering me a virtue, Mr. Fuku poured me liquor loosely.

"Thanks."

Drink up and say thank you.

Then she laid down her pork mouth and moved her face closer by accident.

"Hehe...... Also, why don't you come back anytime? Welcome."

The words whispered in my ear had spines.

Assuming I hadn't met the Demon King, I would have been fascinated by this man.

That's how confusing he is.

I need to calm my spirit by remembering the demon king's face............!

"That's, well... someday"

Somehow when I told him that, Mr. Fuku laughed and left the place.

My tits are as big as ever and surprise me.

I wanted to see the demon king's chips soon and be healed, so I looked for her.

…… No? "

But there was no sign of her at the venue.

I was just there, but I think I went somewhere in a slightly gazed gap.

There are other demons. The inferior demons who obviously didn't seem to have anything to do with anything were making a scene at the banquet.

Are they busy personnel?

The Demon King may have brought him on a whim.

So, where did the person go?

"Tamamo, demon king, don't you know?

And I give my voice to Tamamo, who was relaxed and slept fine here.

"Ha ha."

Am I surprised that he talked to me suddenly, I heard a strange squeal?

"Hey, what... brave man. Old people don't like to stay up late, don't be too surprised."

"Ah, that's right. Sorry."

I still feel uncomfortable when people say I'm old or something because I only look like a young girl.

Whatever it is, it's obnoxious, so I'm going to make it short.

"I don't see the Demon King, do you know where he went?

"Hmm? You're not here?

Tamamo also looked around to make sure there was no demon king.

"Well, Nobunaga Oda isn't here either... maybe he's talking somewhere."

"Yeah, speaking of which,"

Surely there was no Nobunaga Oda either.

Sephira is likely to be talking to each other, or to those who make up the world.

"I don't think we've ever been that far. If you look, you'll find it."

"Right. I'll try to find it."

"Mm-hmm. Years of work. You can trust my concubine."

"A year's work... no, it's nothing. Thank you."

As always, I have no spare time for the elderly appeal.

In the meantime, thank you for your advice, and I left the venue.

Now, where are the Demon King and Nobunaga Oda?

The fantasy contour has a lot of rooms, so it breaks the bones to look for it depending on the allowance.

So I thought about where she might like it.

The Demon King likes the light of the moon, or the night.

For starters, I might be able to look for a room facing outside.

It's been over a year since we got married.

I was quite confident in this prediction because I totally grasped her taste as well.

And the anticipation will be brilliantly centered.

Moving a little further back, he heard a conversation.

I glanced at the room and there were two of us.

Moonlight pours out the window and outside is a cherry blossom room.

In that room with the flair, they were facing each other...