Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

"You... in the meantime, Fenrill's child...!?"

The last time Fenrill's blocked tail came out, the shadow returned to Eileen's shape and the crack disappeared.

Crawling out of the hole, Fenrill cleverly rotates and lands in the air.

"Let your shadow be the gateway to the demons. This way, the demons will be able to come out from behind you at any time."

Claude said something casual and outrageous.

"Please wait, for my shadow."

But now the demons will be convinced wherever you move.

(... I mean, surveillance? This girl)

Eileen stares at Fenrill's child, who has come out.

I didn't see any injuries, and the hairs that were thin and dirty are still shiny. A glittering little eye full of curiosity told the story of being healthy. I relieved myself heartily that I was glad, and frowned.

"You, don't stand there like that. Get down."

Fenrir's child stood on the table blinking.

I had no choice but to crouch down and gaze high with Fenrill's child, pointing to the floor and repeating.

"Go down because you behaved badly."

Fenrir's child, who seems to have understood by pointing, descends from the table just fine.

And I just strained my chest to say how it was. My mouth bares at the way it looks.

"You're a smart kid. Looks promising."

"Cucumber"

"If you're thankful for what's going on, you don't have to. Those humans were obviously scumbags. If you're really pathetic.... You've been a really good girl."

After Fenrill's son tilted his neck, he pressed his head against Irene's chest, crouched just to tell him to stroke it. Irene grinned bitterly, stroking her head.

So you were satisfied, Fenrill's kid ran out all the time. Stand in front of the reception door and look back to Eileen. Blinking, Belzevute lined up next to Fenrill's child.

So Irene remembers what she was trying to do.

"Are you going to show me around the castle, too?

"He wants to thank you for the help. Take him."

Compare Fenrill's child and Belzevute to Claude's words, respectively. Belzevute snorted.

"It is the king's order. Let's go, daughter. How long do I keep you waiting?"

…… Two beards...... no, you're a knight. Nice. "

"Kiyu"

"Knight, knight,"

Fenrir's child gets a perfectly big ear and Belzevute wanders his gaze away.

Keith raised his voice from somewhat away.

"Belle, come on, before that, Master Eileen almost said: Hobo -"

"Come on, Master Belzebute. Please open the door at times like this. It's a knight's mind."

"If the king goes through, the door opens on its own... but humans are troublesome."

"I am a weak lady. If you're a knight, you should get out first and see if there's any danger."

"Is that what it is...?

"That's what it is. First, you can't open the door with Fenrir's child. Demon King's right-hand man, if you don't show me an example!

"I see!"

"Wow, it's totally palm. Master Claude... is that okay?

"I don't mind if you're having fun"

Irene, who was safely tattooed by Claude, went outside the door that Belzevute had opened.

"Can you close the door?

Fenrir's child, who sparkled his eyes, kicks the door with momentum in his front leg. Ba 'an and I made a flashy noise and the door closed. They haven't been able to apply or subtract the force yet.

…… Now let's shut it down quietly. "

"Kiyu"

"Let's go, daughter. Don't get on with it because the king likes you."

"Did Master Claude like me? Let the demons monitor you from the shadows?

"The demons are interested in you, so the people you want to see are allowed to go see. And that also means that the king was interested in you."

A few steps down the hallway, Belzevute turns around.

"The king will have remembered your name."

Speaking of which, I think I just got my first name called.

I hadn't noticed at all, but when I realized it, my stinging cheeks got hot. Like when I was a kid, my father, my brothers, Cedric - someone I respect turned around for me.

Belzevute looks surprised when he sees it.

"Weird woman. Are you ashamed of me for acting so thick and shameless?"

"Become...!

"Well, I don't care. Drop your head, my king's room!

You don't want to brag, Belzevute pushes both open doors with a grumpy face.

…… What are you going to do with the location of the most senior person's room?)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Irene sighed.