Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

There are no maidens who don't admire a carriage that runs in the night sky.

Eileen looks out the window at the night sky and the brilliant Imperial Capital.

Starlight that started to happen. A number of lights that leak from gas lights and houses, spreading into fan-shaped shapes. Among them, the third layer, a commercial district, is bright in color and brilliance.

"Beautiful..."

"- If you do, you look like a regular courtier."

Eileen, who was sticking to the window with her reddish cheeks, returned to me with that voice. Claude sits with her feet together in the seat directly opposite her. I coughed up an observational eye.

"Will you not be rude? I am an ordinary maid."

"I don't think a normal warlord would try to give the Demon King an ecstasy."

"... but how could you help me?

"That's because you don't say anything back, my daughter!

Irene looked around in the carriage a little bit when she suddenly heard her voice.

Belzevute sticks out the window.

"The view from the window is ruined......!

"Weird! How could I not say it back, my daughter! Thought I'd say it back 10,000 times."

"Are you flying all the way through the sky to hear that?

"The king told us not to leave, so we put up with it."

"Souda! Daughter! Description!"

The windows in the opposite direction are filled with ravens. Eileen turned to the truth.

"... Dear Claude. Hey, now, around this carriage."

"Buried with demons, though?

"... a lot, really ruined... a nice night sky trip around the corner"

"Answer me, daughter! The king awaits your reply."

Whatever you think, it's the demons surrounding this carriage that are waiting to hear back.

After a deep sigh, Eileen sat back well behaved and briefly stated.

"It was convenient."

Claude is still quietly staring at Eileen. Thanks to that I was able to explain it pale.

"My purpose is to keep that situation at ease. Some misunderstandings will be minor. The only thing that matters is that the demon child is safe and can't be complained about by the human side."

"... yes, maybe..."

"Besides, I can't even think of a way to say it right."

Ugh, Irene sighed deliberately.

"At the bottom of my credibility at school, I wouldn't trust anyone where that boy student said he was getting his hands on it first, would I? Rather, it just gets worse and worse..."

"No! No!"

"Well, you think I'm lying?

"It wasn't, and why didn't you try to get us to testify!

An unexpected outrage is hit, and Eileen raises and lowers her puffy and long lashes. And afterwards, I blurted and crushed.

"I feel like if I did that, it would have been more troublesome..."

"Duh, what do you mean?"

"Where you have testified to something, the extra things just get worse because they think I have wandered the demons. So it's an extra care."

"What!?"

With a face like a scuffed bitter bug, Belzevute approaches the window vitreous. Irene smiled like a lady on her peeled face.

"I haven't fallen far enough to help you," he said.

"O ago, Dakara hates Warrel! Cute Kunai!"

"Oh, my God. I hate being sold out of gratitude. Though I like to sell thanks."

"... Belzevute. Everybody, stand down."

The moment Claude quietly commanded him, the look of Belzevute, who was staring at the window vitreous, turned to his true face. As much as the previous confusion is a lie, he returns an elegant thank you and disappears forever.

Claude opened his mouth when the raven on the other side was gone and quickly quieted down.

"The demons are beginning to think of you as their favorite."

My eyes turned round.

"Do you want me..."

"It's almost as bad as it sounds, but I saved Fenrill's kid."

"I just helped my child once, isn't it too simple?

"The demons don't value the upper surface like humans. I helped my people until you stood up, for whatever reason, but that's all. It doesn't make much sense if you let it bother you or if it's evil."

The tone of everything was obvious, but I understood.

"You're about to get fooled and look painfully, and Master Claude can't help it."

"You're similar, too."

I wasn't fooled.

Instead of answering, Claude only flushed his gaze with one another. I lift my eyebrows tingly at the glance I dare not point out.

"... if you want to say something about your ex-fiancée, it would be an extra favor...?

"I see you're a person who doesn't cry, doesn't make excuses, doesn't ask for help."

With sympathy and nothing red eyes that will tie the mystery in front of him, Claude continues.

"So you don't tell me why you've come to propose to me that you don't even love me, and you're not even human. Even now, aren't you going to tell me?

"Though I don't think you'll believe me when I say it"

"Believe it or not, it's not you who decides that"

That's right. Irene snorted, grinning.

"Then I'll tell you what. Actually, I have memories of my past life."

"What?"

"Actually, this world is a maiden game that was in my previous life. Master Lilia is the heroine - the protagonist, and I'm the villain's lady. You're the so-called hit character of a horse. And divestiture is what a future flag I will die for. Lord Claude awakens you as the Demon King and kills you."

……

Claude's eyes are cold. It was very cold. Irene continued to smile and explain.

"But there's the power of love, isn't there? So if I made Master Claude mine very quickly, he wouldn't have killed me, so I thought about it and I came to propose. Ugh, did you understand that?

"... oh. Very well."

The moment Claude returned his gavel, the starry sky was all around him. The carriage disappeared.

Night breeze stroking cheeks and royal capital spreading beneath your eyes. There's nothing at your feet.

Naturally, it falls.

"I understand what you're talking about ridiculously that you wouldn't understand anyway."

"No -"

A scream was swallowed up by the fall. Skydiving through the gaps in the clouds.

(Shh! Die!

Screams freeze with fear. Irene, who panicked, grabbed hold of Claude's arm stretched out and clung with her arm around her neck. Still, accelerating falls don't stop.

As I withstood the strong wind from below, I heard a tickling laugh in my ear. Full of Irene's sight falling off her back, the night sky widens.

(Ah, shooting star)

It was then that the fall was soft.

Claude's shoe tip steps on the lawn. Eileen's leg, which was hugging Claude's neck, also slowly touched the ground from her nail tip.

Keep it up, snares and into the lawn - while, at the same time, I yelled.

"Oh my God! Are you going to kill me! No one!"

"Oh, I'm the Demon King."

"You reopened it!? What the hell are you doing trying to crash me to death!

"Let's attend a nightclub"

"Huh?"

Sudden consent sharpened my anger. I look up at Claude standing on the lawn, as she enters.

"So you owe me nothing."

"Hey, what's up? Suddenly."

"What do you mean?

"... why are you laughing?"

"Oh. Are you laughing, I am"

He wasn't aware of the person with a spectacularly luscious grin on his mouth.

"It's like a demon king's emotion, don't take it personally."

"Explain it. - No, I have a bad feeling."

"Made me want to try and make you cry"

, and the words turned into sounds that let the air out.

Making a really light noise, Claude kicks the ground and floats in the night sky. Behind it I saw another shooting star fall. It's a good day for a shooting star to fall.

No, I'm not. Claude's emotions are dropping a shooting star. If you do, the stars shine because of it.

(What kind of emotion is that!?)

Leaving flashing Eileen in the courtyard of the Duke of Dorthrish's house, the beautiful demon king with red eyes disappeared into the night sky of the Three Moons.