Instant Messiah

The Demon King is unforgivable.

Read this back later, I'm sure I'll turn my face bright blue.

From the first sentence, it is the extreme of disrespect, and I am fully willing to write the same spirit below.

But let me take care of the future.

If I don't write right now, this emotion will fit right in my belly bottom without digestion, because it's so much scarier to hang around.

While there is alcohol momentum. And let's write it down while the late-night tension holds us back.

The only thing that comforts me right now is the honest scolding that comes from the heart. I like journals because they take my depression in silence.

All right, let's write.

Uh.

That's right.

I write about this kind of stray hand and the diffusion of my thoughts. I don't want to stop the momentum.

Yeah, yeah. Here.

Nine.

I've been singling out that girl since yesterday, the Demon King. This is unforgivable first.

How many casual hands do you have on my brother? A whore?

If you are a king, isn't it enough to be discreet?

I respected you. Why? Why? Why are you putting your hands inside me? Even though she is still young. By the way, you don't take anything important from my wooden hands.

If you ask me, he said he had a life to eat with me for the time being.

You're kidding me!

We all know you can't sleep without a bear stuffed animal! No way, Nine. You're not holding me to sleep, are you? I won't forgive you.

Uh, not enough to drink.

(seeping with droplets)

Even Puria, Nine had some spare time when she saw the demon king, but she was beautiful. Actually, it's beautiful. I was making my hook and nail tickle.

The Demon King isn't a rock these days.

We don't know what the bottom end is. What were you thinking when you said you were going to crush Ista all of a sudden? I'm a mess of colors.

You're doing your job because Aroma asks you to be sorry, right? I will. I don't want to get fired. But you're too steep. Where's the precautionary tactic so far? The wrinkle came this way.

Even money is not infinite. It's this way that I can't handle the general affairs. If Aroma hadn't handed it to me, I'd be at the window by now.

Yes, he knows how much he's burdened with Aroma.

That would make even your beautiful Aroma look sad if you could just take care of her.

You have to do what he says, "You're going to have a hard time"? But you're the demon king who ordered it. I'm sorry, Demon King.

I wonder if that is it. When it's night, call Nine into her room and say, "comfort the rest of your boredom," and say, "Oh, there you go, that's good." That's the kind of thing you can write about! Ugh... nasty! Unbelievable!

I don't have enough booze.

Bring it.

(Wet and wrinkled pages continue across a few sheets)

Akasa, Nine is Nine too, isn't it?

I've been snooping around about me lately.

The fox dies of loneliness. I'm not a rabbit. Even foxes are. You don't understand, do you? I miss your sister.

In exchange, Captain Gallon has been in a good mood lately.

I've been thinking about it for a long time, but you're getting picked on by Nine. Stay with your sister and stay with your dog. I'm a canine, too, you know? I'll lick you around. Lower and upper shabu-shabu.

... but Aroma is also suspicious. I love it, but I won't give you Nine. I won't give it to you, will I? Master Aroma, do you understand? I'm not giving it to you, am I?

Sometimes my eyes are nasty. Don't you have a female face? I'm not giving it to you, am I? You know we're sneaking away together, right?

Sister, you won't admit it, will you?

Miss Eva and I are being treated so pitifully. - I think I've been fishing for apostolic material lately, but what are you doing? Fine, but nothing. Me and Puria asked for it.

I would never give Nine to the human side. If you can do that, it's good for now. Let's get them working. Let's turn it off if we don't get in the way. Can't you? I don't know, you're strong. That old dark elf. I can't do it when we're here.

Then let's have it eaten as quickly as Nine.

Who the hell is that?

Well, no, alcohol is delicious.

That's it. I'm not putting you on the business log, and that's it anyway, see, why did you tell me to keep an eye on Mr. Aroma and Mr. Selfie in the first place? It's a corner, so let's write stupidity here. Honestly, it was a pain in the ass, wasn't it? I don't have that crevice. It was tough, and in the end, there was no harvest.

I've been saying this for a long time, but Master Aroma already said it was good to take a hand, so I'm going to write it over here. I'd rather not be read by anyone.

... Hmm, who is that vampire? I think it stinks of frigidity.

You don't have any records when you come to Diabolo, do you? Speaking of suspicious, it's suspicious, but Ms Eva is similar, and I wonder if old stocks are like that.

But I'm worried about vampires. They said it was a legendary race, so I was wondering if anyone else had seen it besides Mr. Selfi in Diabolo right now if I thought about it. I wonder if he's not here.

I wonder if he's really a vampire. That guy. I wonder if there really was a vampire in the first place.

I don't care.

I've got to get my hands on Nine. Whatever.

... because everyone and he will stop by Nine's side.

Sister, I think I'm worried.

Nine, I miss your sister.

Fine, fine.