Instant Messiah

- It's okay about your sister.

Elle, a young but independent, said so.

"But maybe, Master Chris, I'm looking forward to your evening with Elle."

... Christella loves her out-of-the-box sister.

As the only flesh and blood parent nearby, he seems to take care of everything.

... What face would Chris look like if he showed his sister away, like he's showing on this occasion right now?

It's a pleasure to imagine that. It would be more pleasant if Elle was guilty.

But.

"It's okay."

Elle has no taste for it either. Water even my little pleasure. [M]

"No, but"

"Of!

... I'm bored. This little girl, she's too strong for herself.

"More than that, Nine. Do you remember your promise?

... If it's a promise to her, you can forget it. Nonetheless, there are many.

Slavery contract.

To be a toy.

Only look at her, well, as much as you can... but Mr. Selfie is acceptable.

But what she's saying now is not these things.

The most recent, and most annoying, example. A horrible kind of blackmail, such as writing an amount on a blank bill to make my wish come true… it would be a reference to that.

"... I was wondering if I could get some more respite."

"Of course I am. But if we don't remind them regularly, humans will soon forget, won't they? It's good to see you, me. Humans are forgetful."

Really tough kid yet.

"Whatever, whatever. I don't think so, but I don't think you've noticed."

"Whatever that is, it's always hard to answer a problem that you don't have a choice... So, what? No way."

When I say that, it's settled, and Elle...

I pretended to fashion my index finger over here and smiled and said this.

"You really hate us demons, don't you?

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"Oh, no. Oh, towards this faithful"

"There's nobody else here right now. No ears (...), no grass (...). This is as far away from the castle as you can be honest. This may be the first and last time I can hear you."

"... what did you say?"

"I hate lies. Even I've been treating you with my chest collar open for a long time. That's the kind of story you can tell me if you want to show me the truth."

Mm-hmm. Attack me, I'm done.

The boulder is Elle, she's an upset kid.

... Shall I smash it?

Well, I love you guys, don't I? I love you, but what happens to the resentment of everyone in Nile Village? ….

Hey, what's up?

Whether I love you or hate you, it's none of your business. You said I loved you, so you should honestly accept your love, but you mixed it up.

Really, I'm already angry.

"... is a strong word"

"That's right. Me, something that made me a little stronger. Thanks to you."

"Ha"

... Everyone in the village was sweet.

When we were together, it was warm.

It was a day filled with smiles.

Must have been able to grow up like that, be happy, be surrounded by children and grandchildren, never even get out of that village, and die.

At the end of this northern land, I could have lived like a slave.

... I've forgotten a lot about that, too. Everyone's name and face are much... much thinner.

Master Tia kept me from forgetting how I felt when I was alone.

She called it a curse, but for me, it was the leftover incense of everyone in the village.

It was my treasure. It was the last cakera I had left.

But I also dedicated that (...).

To enter the devil tribe, to survive in the land, to gain credibility, to love, to dedicate.

Dedicated and dedicated, I saw it and brushed it down unbroken.

For what?

"Hey, Nine."

"What?

"You said that before. Repeated questions and answers can bring us closer to the truth"

"... Yes, I did."

"Would you be forgiven for taking tips?"

"I guess it depends."

"Then."

That's what she's been asking, one breath down.

"What are you doing here in Diabolo?

... It's settled.

Eyes on your eyes.

Teeth for teeth.

Resentment is resentment.

Trash goes to the trash can.

Sin should be redeemed.

But God doesn't save everyone in the village and keeps alive the demons who killed them.

Because it's settled.

"... you look amazing. That's enough. That look is enough."

"My loyalty seems to have been conveyed. Fortunately, I know."

"That you don't lose your mouth. How could it be so distorted?"

Han.

Electra, you're a sidekick after all. Don't squeak out too much. Come on, cancer.

Anyway, we're almost there.

Almost there, all of me will be squeezed. Everything in me comes out. [M]

Mine continued to be retained under a contract with Master Tia, and it matures. Dedicated.

I'm going to put it all together and liquidate it, so I wish you'd wait a long time.

EQUALITY EXCHANGE... The game that I dedicated all of my life to, this ritual will be accomplished in just a few moments. If I dedicate myself, I can't even remember the name of the village.

My mother... should have been there. There must have been a human mother.

There must have been a father. I'm human, it's crazy if I'm not biologically. I can't remember.

I know the name, my only friend in the store... I gave it to Wilson, so I guess it's Wilson's name.

I spit out all my causes and consequences, and I sold my past and my future.

I really loved the demons. I made all those horrible monsters love monsters powerful enough to distort the cause and effect of the world.

If I could love you so much, would it be enough to sacrifice?

Hey, Master Tia. Lord Snake of Cause and Condition, keep your promise, will you?

Why don't you put your ears in front of me and show me what you deserve?

I will not leave behind any of the demons I love, so will you erase His Majesty the kind, damned demon king from this world without any dust?

... Thank you, Elle.

I like kids.

My father told me to be nice to women and children.

So, maybe if I was dealing with a little girl like you... a demon child... in case... a hundred million people might have changed their minds.

I used to let it be a sample. Come on.

In the end, I was me.

You were cute, beautiful, sweet, noble, but my resentment didn't go away.

I'm a dwarf. He's just an unproductive, just plain man who keeps complaining.

So. Thank you so much, Elle.

I was sure thanks to you. [M]

I'm sure I'm heading straight for my first purpose. [M]

I can sacrifice you properly and destroy Chris.

Thank you so much, stupid girl.

When you die to thank me, I'll point you in the finger and laugh.

I love you anyway.

It's love, love. This is love, too.

I love you guys. I had to give Tia something important to kill a monster because Tia wouldn't let me get along with her contract... you guys have nothing more to say about that.

You guys are growing up to be a fine offering I deserve, aren't you?

"... I don't drink spit I throw up. I'll make sure you get what you want."

"Yeah, yeah, let's be. I'm looking forward to it."

"... hehe, me too. Just a little fun."

- Electra thinks.

Because you taught me.

Repeat your questions and your answers and you'll get closer to the truth.

I've always wondered about you, but surprisingly, you, the answer was too simple.

No one can forgive them for killing their families.

... I know, Nine. I know you well.

All of it, I know.

"Hey, Nine."

"What? It's late at night. It's time for you, isn't it?

"I want to be with you tonight. Will you accompany me to bed?

"... doesn't seem to have the right of veto, yes, gladly"

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We are currently touring the city of Apulia by carriage.

I guess I'll be buying more than I need and then leaving this town to see where I'm going around the store... Chris won't even tell me what I'm planning on doing at the wood end when I'm here. It's just awful.

It should be noted that I spent the night with Elle in the carriage last night, but of course I didn't do anything unpleasant.

I didn't even feel that way, and if I got my hands on it, Elle would be severely punished.

I mean, I'm a virgin in the first place. I'm on my way. I didn't have enough nerve to crawl at night.

Above all, I've been sitting in front of you in a grumpy mood for a while now, Chris... it was more obvious than watching the fire to be finely chopped by the girl's sister.

"... what are you staring at, Mountain Monkey"

"No, nothing like that"

"Then don't get into the rest of your sight lightly. It's unpleasant."

"Uh, yes, I did."

So I lifted my hips and sat back next to Chris.

Then I got my head snapped.

Isn't that irrational?

"Your Majesty, what will you do"

"Don't sit next to the rest in peace, Shiro. Turn yourself in."

"Is it Master Left?"

I can't help it if they say so.

"Come on."

I lifted my hips again and sat on Chris.

Then he was twice repositioned in a narrow carriage, it seems.

I've passed out for a few minutes at any rate, so it's just a blurry memory-based guess.

That's something like the Demon King or something clever. Divine. The kind I don't want you to show off for the rest of your life if you can.

I woke up with the pain in my cheek pressed against the floor in the shaking car.

The pressure around my butt led me to think that I was being left behind Chris' feet.

It crawls on all fours and is a kick. She is a terrible woman. She is a Gorilla girl.

"It hurts. What do you do?"

"There are no words, and I can't allow you to open your mouth at the earliest opportunity. Shut up."

... so angry. Until yesterday evening it wasn't such a connected attitude, so I guess the cause is after that.

Of course I can predict. Elle would have slept at my place.

At present, my gaze only shows around the floor, so I can't see it, but Chris's eyes are slightly swollen.

It looks like you haven't slept much. I mean, I waited all night for Elle to come back to my room.

It's a healthy thing.

But this is what I see, and Chris's puffy ex-convict Elle is innocent, looking out of the carriage with a kneeling position in his chair.

... I don't have any sympathy for Chris who doesn't get paid, but I want him to stop hitting eight.

"Hey, sister. Where are you headed next?

"... el. Is there anything else to say before that?"

Perhaps you said something last night about not returning to your room, but Elle's courage is a big deal.

"Oh, I wonder what you're talking about."

Yes, Elle says fluffy, so Chris, who still remains offended, opens his mouth again without even looking at her.

"... because we have roughly everything we need. This is the last time I'll be in town. It's a market (...) surveillance."

"Surveillance... oh, that's what"

... That sort of thing? What do you mean?

I don't know what you're talking about. It doesn't seem like a town that insecure. Is there any place the king needs to go out of his way to see it?

You get my questionable face like that, Elle still bends over to me on all fours, closes my face, and sneaks me in the ear.

"This is Port Town, right? Naturally, there's trade from humans, and naturally we're dealing with things that we can't represent."

"Hmm."

"Nine would know what in particular to monitor?

"Um, no... Is it drugs or something?

"Of course that's true, but that's the field administrator doing it right...... Ugh, Aroma's for sale"

"Mmm."

Poorly perceived against me, Elle gently pointed to the other one they were taking, with claws stretching out of those snappy fingers, two pairs outside...... no.

"... the product of the market I'm going to see is human. Your people are also imported from this small town."

"Oh, I see."

The occasional human slaves you see can be seen at a glance because they have collars on them. I mean, of all the people who live in demonic territory, isn't it about me without a collar?

Thanks for this, either the culture against the demonic tribe on the human side was influxed or the culture of the werewolf was distorted and interpreted... Apparently.

Mr. Gallon used to tell me with a squeaky face, I suppose, because she was a werewolf herself.

"... Huh, Mountain Monkey. You said it before. We need to be untrained in our position as human beings."

"Yes."

Trying to look up at Chris, who had spoken up, he sensed the signs or the pressure on his leg joining his butt. I guess that means don't look up.

"Let me see if I can say the same thing, even if I see where I'm going"

... Elle won't know, but Chris should know my background before I came to Diabolo.

Besides, I wonder if saying that to me, who worked in the treat room, still means it's not the same before I buy it and after they buy it. The degree of despair? The freshness of fear?

In the first place, I was the last of the slave traders, but only the human trafficking from man to man.... Sounds like a quick word. Seems confusing.

Besides, he was a man in a hauling field, so he's actually not very bright on the market scene.

What I was doing was taking care of the human health that was sold and bought, and I'm just not interested in where I'm going to see it this time.

Well, either way, it's a bad taste story. Let your heart play in heaven.

... I'm used to it, but I just don't like it. I knew you were a demon, you know, this sister.

You guys are evil.