Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

A bird flies through the blue sky.

Claude was sitting in a chair with a blurred view of the outside from the terrace

It was shortly after the inspection that the residence was transferred from the hidden mansion to the Imperial Castle. Lester speculated that the demon would still give Claude's orders because he had returned safely even after being exposed to the demon, and there was no holy bond in place to confirm it. They arranged all kinds of prefabrications, but the point is:

But I don't even know the strength to be angry with that kind of treatment.

The tea prepared for the small table on the side is very cold. I can't even be interested in a portrait of a young lady narrowed down to a sufficient number with one hand. I already said the ball is in three days.

I called the chair back deep. It's supposed to be a classy chair, but I'm not comfortable sitting there. I try to poke my cheek wand to see if I have a bad posture, but on the contrary, I remember the pain that ran on my cheek because of it.

Sigh out. At first I tried to forget, but I couldn't, so I gave up. As proclaimed, it would also be the cause of her loss of clarity.

(Well, that's fine. If you see me, you'll be executed...)

- But I secretly had a feeling of superiority with her coming to see me at risk for my life in peace.

That's what I think, and I sigh again.

"... hey am I the owner of dangerous thoughts...?

"That's now, don't you have to worry?

I woke up unexpectedly with a voice from the blurry staring terrace. But the two figures that stepped down on the terrace don't look like women no matter how hard they try. Different voice, too.

Disappointed Claude narrows her eyes without even calling people. One looked familiar.

It's a demon. About a week ago, the person who sank the rising demon in one blow and disappeared as quickly as he wanted. I'm sure his name is...

"Belzevute, was it"

"! King, you will call me by my name...!

"What about you? I'm sorry, but I don't remember. Name it."

"My name is Keith, my Lord. I thought it was time to mess with you."

"... my lord? No, before that, who's messing with you?"

"Oh, you shouldn't."

To put it that way, a man named Keith with glasses touched Claude's chair.

"Different angles. Cushions are more like this than this."

"What? Whatever."

"Yes, that's fine. Please have a seat."

When I sat back down with my eyebrows twinkled, I was surprised that it suited my body perfectly. I sit still in a relaxed mood and reassemble my legs. It's as if that's what you've been doing.

"No tea, either. I'm glad I brought it. Let's re-brew the usual."

Tequila and Keith move around and get around. Belzevute, the demon, also stepped into the back of the room and clasped the bookshelf on his own. That was not surprising and offensive.

Is it because of the comfortable chair? Or because I remember the smell of tea that drifts?

"What is this bookshelf? I don't have the King's favorite book."

"... they told me this was my room."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure it's the room you lived in when you were little."

"... you know when I was little?

"Yeah, sure. I know Mr. Belzebute over there well, too. So don't worry, you rejected the demon."

In front of a surprised Claude, Keith is quietly re-brewing his tea.

"They're used to it. There used to be a time when Lord Claude was trying to keep the demons away, trying to be recognized by humans as Crown Princes. But the demons are coming to help you, so you're relieved. Really, you're vulnerable to the person you're going to favor."

…… Really?

"That's right. I know a lot of people, but hey, you look prominent."

I can't tell, but I feel like I'm hitting it, so I make tea served in silence. Yum.

"So, you're breaking up your engagement to Master Irene?

I almost sprayed my tea as it was. Next to her, Keith sighs deliberately.

"That's fine, then, but I'm overstating that I don't need it. I don't remember ever educating you to hurt a woman for nothing."

"Hey... wait, no. I didn't say that. I just didn't want her to get any closer because she would be in trouble soon......!

"It would be. You must have thought you cared too much about Master Eileen anyway and didn't want to be swung around anymore. So it was passed on to the demons in a strange way."

I'm getting too scared of being foreseen. No, before that, it's weird that we're having a normal conversation.

But Keith speaks naturally to Claude without any feelings.

"But people don't feel the same way. I guess that's why Mr. Belzebute helped Master Irene. The other demons are in a desperate mood for Irene right now."

"Are you telling me that's how I feel?

"Then what do you care, my Lord?

He listens back and holds his mouth. Speaking of not caring, it's a lie. It was unreasonable to get my cheeks covered, and I still don't want to get involved. But she was then.

"... I was crying"

Words rolled out. To the first person you meet - oh, isn't that the first person you meet? I don't remember, I don't know. But the words continue as they are. Because of the comfort of the chair.

"... look at that, I'm... happy"

I was more than happy to think when I found out I was the one who scratched her so deeply that she cried. I can nod with a sigh.

"... Am I crazy?

"No, that's just great. I'm impressed. Hey, Mr. Belzebute."

There's no mistake in what the king does.

"Really?... Isn't it kind of like a demon king?

"It's okay, that's the specification from the beginning. Demon King has nothing to do with it."

Really? I'm kind of convinced.

"Is this what I am from the beginning... right..."

"That's right.... but hey, that's not the problem. Eileen's people could seriously assassinate you."

It solidified into a noisy story. Look, Keith keeps going.

"My lord has no magic right now, no allies, no demons refuse to return to the Demon King, don't you completely pack it?"

"Do you pack?"

"You pack. So it's about time you needed my help. I've been wondering if I could help you with anything. I'm worried about your escort."

"Escort... there was an escort? To me."

"Yeah. Those are the ones that Master Irene took, but I educated you better than you, so you can trust me. That's why pay attention. Irene's servants are all your enemies now."

"... wait a minute. Well, how many servants are there?

The way Keith put it, it sounds pretty good. I had a bad feeling.

"You were in the square, weren't you? Everyone but demons and more."

"Why, all of them!? And they're still here!? How many... are they all men?!?"

"... well, almost"

Keith is smiling bitterly. Too much, I'm getting a headache.

"I guess she was my fiancee...!? Am I allowed to do that?

"So what shall we do, my Lord? She says she's not going to the ball. If you keep doing this, you'll be swept away before you destroy it."

In a teasing way, I put a cheek wand on it. Look at that face. Keith continues.

"You can't bluff. You can't move down there without proper orders."

……

"You really know that, don't you? Being blown into lies, being used."

Ask the discerning squire to narrow his eyes. The vigilance was at some point.

"So what. If I am deceived, my amnesia is intentional. If that's the case, you can't go for the blade poorly. I don't even have magic. [M] I'm not a demon king anymore."

Fire hands were up from the chest when I thought it smelled burnt. Keith yells when he realizes the cause before Claude does.

"What are you doing, Mr. Bell!

"There was something strange planted in the chest, so I sanitized it. Humans, no dust."

That burning chest was certainly a tribute to some nobleman. I'm not surprised. At the time he moved his residence to the Imperial Castle, he understood that he would be targeted for his life. But the fact that they're going to be planted so lightly means someone has guided them or missed them.

(Alternatively, did the demon come to help or not)

- I am hesitated. That's why I was trying to meet my expectations.

But maybe it's time for the tide, too.

"So think and act a little more suddenly burning or something, every time!

"Did you find out? We must eliminate everything that is dangerous to the king."

"... Belle. Put out the fire now."

It wasn't until after I ordered it that I realized it was an order. Without confusion, the beautifully faced demon gives a toast. That alone put out the fire that burned all the way to the wall.

The demon gave his orders.

Your orders, king.

On the contrary, beg and kneel as if you saw through Claude's insides. Keith, shrugging his shoulders, knelt beside him in the same way.

Returning to the Demon King will be easy. But I have to be an emperor. - I don't care how you forget that.

"... I need my side. Keith, is that escort you call human?

"You're barely human."

"You really don't have a human side, do I? Fine, then call them to my escort. Belle, you need to get back to the castle and stay out of my way and be tough with the demons. I don't want them to know I can use demons."

"Understood, King"

"Is that all you command, my Lord"

Keith's eyes with his face up are laughing. Claude ordered reluctantly.

"... bring her to the ball"

"Who is she?

"It's Irene Lauren Dorthrish!... I want to ask her something - don't laugh! Are you really serving me?!?"

Belzevute looks a little troubled. Keith's lips, laughing at him, drew a beautiful arc when I almost suspected he was.

"Leave it to me. - I will grant you everything you desire, my Lord."