He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

Sakuya, whose ears had been moffed with rumors at Sphere's hand, was breathing on the table. Her skin was flushed, her ears were weak, and she found herself weak even when she touched the girl's figure sphere.

(I'm in Sphere too, so I feel like I've touched it all... I'm a little sorry.)

(Dad would be so happy and cute)

Is it bad for Sakuya-san to satisfy his curiosity about whether he is happy or whether he feels this way? If it wasn't Sphere, I wouldn't touch it, so in a way, it was useful to me.

(... oh, did you call me back? Good, it's a complicated mood to grow up suddenly. I feel like I know how my parents feel when they watch my daughter grow up.)

(Fufu... don't worry, I won't go to my wife even when I grow up. Always, always, always, always, always with your father)

When you suddenly say such a thing, something comes to your chest. I'm not aiming for it, but it's too much to know that I'm still thinking about it.

(It's called "Dick" outside, but "Dad" is good at home.)

Artificial spirits love the creator as their creator. That's probably why I want to call you Dick outside.

"Nevertheless, Master is originally a good person to take care of, but when you think about it, you're like a bunch of fathers. You made me worthy."

"From my point of view, is it more like a brother than a father? That would be disrespectful to the Master."

Sakuya was two years older, I was fourteen when I met her, and Sakuya was sixteen. The Moon Rabbit tribe grew faster and felt much older than me.

"Master, oniisan and oneesan are there, right? That's why Sakuya feels like a brother, doesn't it? Older killers."

"... that might be true. Even though you're always strong, sometimes you tickle your mother... the Master is sweet and good, so I can't refuse you."

"Dad, it's Amambo-san... will you sweeten me, too?

(How about a sweet father to my daughter... * giggle *, with both eyes...)

"Er... if you're a daughter, you can be nice to your father sometimes, right?

"... spoiling it in that sense will irritate you a little bit..."

Sakuya will probably do whatever she asks. That's why you shouldn't be sweet - I am certainly vulnerable to such an inclusive woman. Like my fellow Enemy Crusaders, I'm probably vulnerable to the type you can't leave behind.

"I wonder how I can spoil you... ah, can you two tell me?

"What, me? If it were me... if I were to make you master, I'd see, ear slap and so on..."

"... singing a lullaby during a nap... is that Limserit's share?"

(Father, which would you prefer?

(... do whatever you want. Both are quite embarrassing.)

(Then, I'll listen to you. I'll always clean your father's ears.)

Sphere says happily. Looking at her curiosity and behaving honestly like this, she seems to feel illuminated many times a day - more than just staying in her body.

I wonder what Master is doing now to restore my consciousness to my body. I can't help but trust my mentor here and I'll focus on what I have to do.

(Well, I'll have my ears slapped soon, but now it's time to practice for dragon riding.)

"Yeah, okay. Liza, Sakuya, thank you for talking to me. I'm going to practice riding dragons with my father."

"I think it would be safe to have a master, but be careful. I'm here for you."

"Is it okay for us to watch Dragon Ride as part of the Alliance? I'll be ready to move any time of the day."

(Oh, in that direction, please. By the way, what kind of kingdom is the demon kingdom that threatens Velvekia? Is it time to convey your nature?)

"That doesn't seem to be a clear name for the country. It seems that a newly rising demonic tribe is ruling as a king, and the king's name is raised as a flag. The name is Ratchrist."

What are you up to in contact with Elsein, the demon kingdom of Ratochris? If you're putting pressure on Velvekia to attack Albain, it's time to leave him alone.

"We will continue to collect information domestically. Master, Sphere, good luck riding the dragons."

(Ah. I'm sure there will be a limited number of people watching the match, but in some cases our guild and other guild adventurers may also be on guard. Basically, it's the Knights.)

"It's a national match. If we don't win here, I think Elsein's demands will escalate. People in the Demon King Crusaders will be able to push them back in one party."

Unlike Verlaine, two demonic kingdoms are intertwined from the standpoint of the situation. And now King Julius is coming worrying about her sister's safety. He doesn't pull easily, and if he tries to twist down with force, neither side can.

(I'll beat up a prince who doesn't know the world... because something's different. Verlaine seemed to trust his brother and leave the country to him... it's hard to do, but I have to go in that direction.)

(If your father shows you what he looks like, Ver's mother's brother will understand. Why did your mother come to your father?)

(... I hope so. I mean, please stop saying that because it's embarrassing.)

Verlaine came to see me, not to retrieve the talisman. I felt so dim, but I promised to return the talisman if the demon kingdom did not engage in hostilities for five years, but the purpose has changed sometime.

--If I return the talisman, Verlaine will return to the kingdom of the devil. As one of us, I have a hunch that this will happen even if we spend time as a member of the Alliance.

I think we should talk to Verlaine again after this is over. Find out again why she's here, and then...

(Father, you really care about your mother, don't you? It makes me want to cry....)

(... I don't want to lose a good shopkeeper. Had it not been for the Devil, I would have hired him.)

(Father, your mother is no longer a demon king. If you let your brother rest assured, you can stay here forever.)

Sphere simply tells me that even if I think about it, I can't say it easily.

I think it is strange that such an honest child was born from such a troublesome personality. If I were a teacher on the other hand, I might end up like Sphere.

"Are you having a parent-child conversation? I wonder what you're talking about, Mr. Sakuya."

"... I'm interested in what kind of talk the master will have with his children. If you let Mizha know, you'll be filled with curiosity."

Because it is the same naive type, it may suit you. If my consciousness returns to my original body, should I grow Sphere like a human girl?

Sphere doesn't answer that. I greeted Sakuya and left the intelligence department in the Seventh Quarter, hoping that I could suck him up without saying anything.

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When I returned to the silver water bottle pavilion, it was just in the middle of the day. She walks in through the back door of the shop and talks to Hale-san and Ramsath through the kitchen.

"Hello, young lady. I'm Hale, the one whose daughter's father entrusted me with the kitchen."

"Yes, your father is always there for you."

"I'm Ramsath, your father, my benefactor Death. And you cook better than your father, the cook's walrus. I respect you very much."

"Dad really can do anything, right? I want to cook with my father too ♪"

Too good a child to handle Sphere, and Hare-san presses her chest. As usual, Ramsath showed a good smile with a dark carved face.

"Even though there are circumstances, the store manager told me that it doesn't change that I'm Dana's child... I can't believe she's so friendly..."

"Thank you, sister. Oneesan is so sweet, I love her. ♪"

"Eh... sorry Ramsas, please cook. I'll be right back, give me five minutes."

"Yes, ma'am. It's not that crowded today, just the walrus is fine, Death."

Ramsath answers cheerfully and returns to work. Hare-san sat in the kitchen chair and began to adore Sphere on her lap - and it seemed like I was also adorable.

(The one that hits my back... wasn't always conscious...)

"Hale-san, your breasts are huge. Mothers are pretty big, too."

"The more meat you eat, the bigger you get. I mean, I shake a heavy pot, so it's almost muscular."

"Um, I have a father inside of me, but are you okay?

"Hmm? Oh yeah, that's what I was talking about. I don't really understand it because I don't know magic, but it's amazing. What, when you're doing this to your daughter, Dana gets irritated?

"Looks like it's just a little light. You're cute, aren't you?"

(Sphere... speak for me only when I ask)

"Really... it looks like a cute bowl, but it's not unusual for me to train my body with only an Alliance Master. If you rub your shoulders like this, you'll have a nice muscle that won't be wasted."

"Ahahah, it tickles! My father says it tickles."

"... when I do something like this, I think I want my daughter too. I don't miss cooking alone... well, for the time being, I guess I'll just have to refill the lady."

"Yes, please get along. He wants you to do the same."

The shop began to get crowded and Ramsath became very difficult, so Mr. Hale returned to work. I didn't know she liked children so much, so I feel like I've seen a new side.

"Ah, speaking of which. Dana's friends are here to help you today, so go check out the hall."

(Friends... maybe...)

"Dad, let's go. I'd love to help if I could."

Sphere comes out of the kitchen into the hall.

"Miralka, please be a little softer to the customer."

"As the man stared at me, I just returned the attitude that I deserved. It's self-defense."

It was Miralka who helped me with the shop - the waitress suits me too well, but I think I'm losing it.

"Miralka, in order not to discredit Dick's shop, please treat customers carefully here...."

"Manarina is nice because she has a long skirt. Why do I only have this length? You should still wear a man."

"That was the only spare uniform in the store. I wondered if Miralka's style would look great."

"Eh... well, I had no choice but to wear it, but I still can't. I place more emphasis on mental health in my work environment. If you stay like this, you'll be destroyed by stress. Anything else?

Apparently, I don't like it when a man sends me his gaze because it's a short skirt. Miralka is innocent, so I can't help it - the more I follow my gaze, the slighter white skin that comes between the hem of the skirt and the knee length socks, the more attractive it is.

Father, Miralka, can you see your mother because she's beautiful?

(Eh... no, don't say that. He's afraid to get angry.)

If I could shut it down so Sphere doesn't get any feelings, I could preserve my father's majesty, but now I can't get my head up at all. Well, I think I know what Sphere really shouldn't say, so I can look at it with confidence.

"There are other men's waiter clothes, but they are what Dick (that person) is asking for when he needs them, and I know that they don't fit."

"... yes, that's fine. It calms down more than the way my feet look. If you have a long trouser, you can fold it."

Katsukatsu and Miralka snapped their shoes as they walked in - the complete waitress in the headdress was irresistibly attractive to male customers.

"Hey, that girl...."

"Oh, what a beautiful girl. Was there such a clerk in this tavern...?

"The shopkeeper is beautiful, but there are different types of beautiful women... I'm going to be a fan."

Even those voices make Miralka look upset and uncomfortable by wearing arms. That's all you have to do to get your chest on your arm - if you're just thinking about this, you can't complain if Sphere takes you away.

"... ah... I'm sorry. Welcome home, Sphere."

"Now, Miralka... oneechan"

"Fufu... that's a good boy. Are you taking care not to embarrass me? But it's okay, because I'm your mother."

Miralka strokes Sphere's silver hair gently through her hand comb. Sphere looked happy until she was done.

Miralka is sweet to Sphere, or surprisingly maternal, so she can change her impression of her.

(I suppose that's the way it's supposed to be... from Sphere's point of view, it's like I'm spoiled...)

If you treat me that way from time to time, I will definitely be useless. I realize how hard Miralka can discipline me.

"... uh, uh... what do you mean... oh, Dad... I'll borrow your clothes. It's much better than this mischievous outfit."

It seems quite embarrassing to call me "Dad," and Miralka is bright red. Still, as you call it, you're thinking about Sphere's mood. They think we need to get along.

(I don't think the uniform Miralka wears is that bad. Some clerks wear it normally.)

(Mother doesn't seem to want much attention from men other than her father)

(Eh... I see. Then you should get dressed.)

I don't want to make much difference in front of other shopkeepers wearing the same uniform - no, because there are uniforms with long skirts like Manarina, should this be the trigger for unification?

After Miralka went to change, Verlaine came to us. He was always inside the counter, but now he seems to be out there for guidance.

"You might want to be flexible about uniforms. The unification will give you the unique characteristics of the store, but I also have personal thoughts."

(I see... Sphere, what's wrong?

Sphere is throbbing something. - She jumped to Verlaine and asked for something amazing.

"Verlaine, I want to help you too!

"Eh... Sphere, you?

(After lunch, I will go out to train the dragon. I want Sphere to do what he wants.)

"... I see, if that's the case. I feel the same way... but I'm a little worried about this girl. It's just been born."

(There is no problem because I'm with you. And... if I fight Julius, he could stop listening to me. But Sphere has a point of being honest with any tough opponent. And do you think it's sweet to expect?)

Verlaine listens with a sincere expression to my thoughtful voice.

"... you think it would be better for him to admit his defeat if he had a Speer of his age."

(There is one, too. I'm somehow older... even though I'm a long-lived dark elf, it's hard to do my best with someone who looks like a child.)

"It's okay if your father follows you. I feel like I can do everything my father and mother can."

Spear can be used with a little training to destroy Magic, Light Sword, Fight, Purify, and Summon Verlaine - as well as my Master's Magic Sword, Short Range Transfer. It is not the original, but if it can be reproduced in about 60%, there is no doubt that it has slightly exceeded the evaluation of the SSS rank.

"I feel like I can... I don't think I can. I can draw attention to Sphere fighting to protect my place... but frankly, I'm also happy."

Unexpectedly, it returns to the tone of the Demon King in the form of a shopkeeper - probably because Verlaine acknowledges Sphere's strength.

"Val, you have to stay here. I have to stay with my family."

"... thank you. You're so kind... I'm sure you look just like your father."

- Family. Sphere remembers what I said.

Although artificial spirits, like humans, can touch people and have hearts. Is it because of her purity that everyone opens their hearts to Sphere?

(... I'm not very gentle, so I look like everyone else.

"Ah... Vel, oneesan, your father says he's not nice to himself."

"Fufu... I guess so. I hate being told that, and it's like saying," I don't want to stand out. "

(Ah... well, that's fine. Verlaine, how's Master?

"If you were Rimserit, you'd just come out and bring Sherry with you. Aren't you upstairs now? You said you wanted me and Miralka to come later."

Shelly, is your mother here? Dad, can I go see him?

If Shelley is here, I'd like to introduce you to Sphere. Sphere is Sherry's daughter too - I don't know what kind of reaction she's going to get, but you'll understand if she explains.

(All right, let's go see him. Say hello!)

Dad, can my mom hold me?

(Eh... well, if Shelley is good. I would appreciate it if you could be discreet about the bold things in front of me.)

(Fufu... your father is a lighthouse, right? I gradually understood the feelings of my mothers)

Maybe we're becoming friends. I want you to say something cute about me, say something like this, and make fun of your father.

"I'm not kidding. I love my dad."

"What, is your husband illuminated again? If I were to be with you, I'd be able to tell you my thoughts without hiding them... I'm flattered to be honest about Sphere."

"Dad loves his mom too ♪"

(Hey....!

I don't think so, but there's no doubt that Verlaine is an important guild player. It is a difficult talent, and it is difficult to get the demon kingdom to return suddenly.

"... Sphere is a really good kid. But don't overwhelm your husband's feelings. He trusts me, but it's an emotion different from love."

"Really? My father is..."

(Sphere. It would be nice if you could express your father's feelings, but please be so careful as to tell him what is important.)

Verlaine placed her hand on her cheeks, dyed her cheeks red in white elves, and looked at Sphere - at me inside.

"... if you're still not stunned by me even if you take care of this much, After all, I...."

"Store manager, I'm getting dressed. Can you tell me what's going on at work?

There he appeared - Miralka in the butler clothes I used to disguise myself as Sebastian.

Her chest is too big to close in front of her jacket, but she leaves one behind and closes all the buttons on her shirt and dresses neatly. I think it would suit more than I wear - it would attract the attention of male customers in another sense.

"... I borrowed your shirt because I had to wear a man's shirt... but it's a big one, so I managed to put it on."

(I see... that's good. But it doesn't suit me.)

"Miralka oneechan, it's so cool! I want to try these clothes on too...."

"I wonder if you have a big size. But I'm sure your father would be happy to make a new one. Feel free to ask for anything that looks like a girl."

Miralka tied her hair with a ribbon to match the butler's clothes, sending a long-awaited gaze to the female customer, but the smile stroking Sphere's head makes her feel a little soothing.

(... the way you interact with Zilong is really for your mother. The mouth is that, but the root is gentle?)

"Put my salary on this child's clothes. I just don't work."

"Well, that's how we deal with it. Shall I return to my job description?"

Verlaine and Miralka head to the hall together to serve the guests. There are maids and butlers, and our pub has gained a reputation - it shouldn't get too popular, but maybe it's time to think about opening a No. 2 shop.