Demon Lord Wants to Laze

It's been a few months since my assignment to the city of Loran.

Every day has been a warlike busy day since, but due to the fullness of it, it hasn't been long since.

Weekend homecoming was also crying away at me for being too busy, but this time I can go home properly.

No, I'm leaving!

Well, suppose you're ready to go home in the woods.

Do you also take home a little treat for everyone and a painting I borrowed from the orphanage kids?

It's been a long time, so it's enough to talk about souvenirs.

And... I knew I had to take this home, too, couldn't I?

You don't know unless you show the real thing...

You'll accidentally leak your sigh, because there's a lot of it.

And I returned home to the Demon King, along with an unusual package.

"Welcome home, Mireia -! What's the matter, that package!

"Whoa, what's that leather bag? It's bread.

"What are you doing in there? Looks like you got some limbs growing in a bag of mandarins, right?

When I arrived home, the Demon King, Sylvie and Sister Ashley welcomed me.

When I go inside the house, Sister Rita prepares me for tea, and the nostalgia creams up on that smell.

Oh, you have a real sense that you're back.

"So, what's in that bag?

Everyone sees it in a heartfelt wonder.

That's right - if you're in the opposite position, I don't think you can help but care...

Well, he's more of a shoko than Ron.

Let's reveal it here.

Dosaaaaaaaa!

"Oh, what is this? A letter?"

"Er, to you the rumor. Forgive me for suddenly taking the brush?

"Thinking about you, it's going to rip the back of your chest??

"What is this..., a love sentence? Luab letter?!"

"What, all of this!?

Uh, I knew you'd be surprised.

This is this stuffy mountainous letter, but it's all love letters.

Some people send it to me every day, so if I leave it for a month, it becomes a great amount.

I threw this away a lot, but hey...

I've brought a lot to complain about the distress this time, but the response is more than I expected.

"Wow, I know this guy. Pretty big nobleman in Plenicia.

"Aren't you some big businessman over here? Look, I have shops everywhere.

"Yes - Mireia, you're hot -. Well, is it natural because it's cute?

"Hmm, even though it's just adorable, isn't this unusual?

"If you stick with Mireia, you can get close to Alf - what are you thinking? Something with that kind of writing is also flimsy.

That's right, there are quite a few of them.

I was wondering if it started with what it was about for me, or if it was a message to the Demon King on the way.

It's not often that I don't know who the letter is to after all.

"Hey Dad, look at this. It says" Awesome Biscilli [I like it. I like it] "Yikes.

"Wow, that's already a suspicious document. Let's get Arden to catch us.

"Oh, this is amazing! Everybody, come on!

"Hey Ashley, I can't believe you read up on people's love texts... but you're worried about Mireia, you need to get a good idea of what's going on... right?

Sister Rita sounds like fun.

I can't tell you. You're smiling, aren't you paralyzed by the corners of your mouth?

"I'm having trouble getting a little letter even though it's too much degrees. This is how I brought you all here today to understand my misery...

"Ho, then we need to see what's inside to find out more about the tragedy."

This is how the first recital of love sentences began.

The top batter was read out by Sister Ashley.

You know what I'm talking about.

He is a great merchant who strands the world and a giant star who is not an exaggeration when it comes to ruling the shadows.

The Demon King definitely cares about the eagle, too.

As a bridge, I chose you.

Let's make him a mistress.

I'll let you live harder than the boring poor around here.

I'm short minded.

Pack your bags and come to the mansion now.

"Wow, wow, come on, Aku!

"So what's wrong with me talking about girls?

"Do I care? Is that why? Should I sanction him later?

That person is a merchant from a big store who occasionally comes to the city of Loran.

Loran doesn't have a branch, so he always comes in a big carriage queue.

I was given the letter from a very high eye, so I have vivid memories as well.

It's Sylvie's turn next.

I'll send you this petal. [M]

Why not a bouquet of flowers, not even a round of flowers, but petals.

I'm sure you'll be wondering.

Because a flower named you...

Because I can't bloom proudly in a place like that.

So you deserve it now, just a petal present.

To be the grand circle of luxury that everyone envies

It's impossible except next to me. [M]

If you have the courage to take a step forward,

If you're confident you won't bore me forever.

You should come here.

"Buchhhhhhh! What is it - isn't it a flower garden?

"It's just a flower villa. It's a prezzant...

"Buha! Sylvia, please don't! On a slightly weird bump, on a bump...!

"This... is not a dimension, is it?

Everyone is banging their desks and laughing.

I know you're laughing if I'm not a party, too... but you're not laughing.

This person sends it on like every day.

Serve discipline with one petal each time.

Sometimes it comes in two pieces, but there's not much change in the text.

Is this an accidental mistake?

You should be the Demon King next... but I'm Sister Ashley again because I can't seem to get out of my bump for a bit.

Since the first time I saw you.

I have feelings of determination in my chest.

Will you listen to me?

[It's an inappropriate expression. It's an inappropriate expression. It's uncomfortable] seems to fit

[It's an inappropriate expression. It's an inappropriate expression.] Or [inappropriate table]

[It's a cut expression. No] Oh, my God.

What do you say?

It would be heartbreaking, wouldn't it?

Come on, be honest and jump in your chest fast. Come on!

"Wow, a lot of words I don't know... but I'm sure it's not about Loc...

"Hey, is he okay with being sexually harassed for half of the text?

"It feels like a straight desire. I wonder if it would embarrass me to write.

Would you rather read it than your sister?

I don't really understand either, but I know by instinct that it's not a good thing.

What gave me that, by the way, was a grandfather who seemed like a good person.

You saw it twice the first time you read the letter.

And Sister Rita, in a way, chose the one she least wanted me to touch.

To communicate this feeling to you

I wonder what words I should use.

Enough to describe it in just a few words.

I don't know how to learn.

To straight, beautiful people like you.

I can't believe a man like me can speak up.

That must not be a good thing.

Still, there's a passion I really want to convey.

You couldn't forgive me.

I couldn't stay doing nothing.

If I ever got to know you.

Would you mind remembering this letter?

Just a little bit in your heart.

I wish there was a place for a man named me.

"Isn't that Hutu? Right?

"Yeah, me too. I mean, normal, maybe you think it's a little okay?

"Something's not clear. I'm telling you, is it better than ever?

"Um, Mireia wants you to fix the letter problem, right? Including the Lord in this letter?

That's what made me having trouble responding.

I've certainly never heard of anyone who gave it to me.

But for some reason, the text of his letters occasionally turns my head.

I'm wondering myself...

"Um, okay. Leave it to us?

"I'm sorry I asked you to do this. There's nothing I can do about it.

"Well, don't worry about it. I also want to talk to some people directly.

"Hehe, do you want to sweep away the dandelions that get caught up in the girl -?

"Sister, you can't do anything terrible, can you? Because they're people who haven't done anything yet.

Thus the Demon King and Sister accepted every favor of mine.

I'm sure it's my fault that it looks somewhat fun.