Instant Messiah

I'm not good these days. [M]

In a nutshell, you're not free.

Chris kind of doubts me and doesn't give me freedom. Sided lives at four or six o'clock clearly represent an alert to me, though for other reasons. It seems to be known for a long time that I've been approaching those close to her, and perhaps naturally so.

Mr. Aroma originally had some uncertainty, but only the imposition of Ista attacks, with plenty of toddler regression, not much to say. I'm ashamed to say it, and I'm pretty sure it's my fault, but it's too dependent.

Mr. Gallon has been too strong in his mother's attributes lately. No, I was the first one to ask for it, but I'm half happy and half annoyed because stealing Chris' eyes is what he wants me to take care of.

Mr. Eva hasn't seen him lately. However, it seems to show some unusual trend so far, even in the castle it is beginning to climb to rumors, but I can't grasp the sincerity anymore. That guy is too broad a range of things to predict.

Mr. Selfi is frigid. It stinks of frigidity, but I can get my hands on it from here. The voice you whispered to me at that time was so deep and dark. Even from me, who has no hesitation in deceiving the Demon King, I don't think it's a good idea to get my hands on him without thinking.

Mr. Alice hasn't come near me lately. Or it sounds like a story about being too busy at work to have time to get started. When I made a mistake in the castle only once, I was resented. Such a pretty face, too. She feels safe in a way because the root is careless like me, but that's not why I figured out what to do when I hunt her down.

Mr. Puria seems to be equally busy. Well, the intelligence-gatherer's flying unit is going to be at war, no wonder it's particularly burdensome. I want to love and heal her in a birdy state.

I haven't even seen Elle. Chris is using his rare defense to keep him away from me. Do they think it's Loricon, or the Ciscon dead? Anyway, I think she's stable these days, so I'm not that worried, but I miss her a little.

To sum it all up after consideration, is it that Tia suddenly moved too much because she was offered a time limit, and that the talk of Ista attack went too far than expected, so that she can no longer take physical movement? Besides my thoughts, the devils didn't kill me. So far I've been able to do it, and here comes the bump I was in good shape. It's a luxury story.

All because of Tia's impatience. Tia's bad. - Tia's bad.

Boredom kills people. That said, I'm almost done with the planting I can do as of now.

Later look at the timing,... the timing. Look at the timing, take away from the Demons, the symbol of absolute strength called Chris.

If we don't even get the timing right, the Demons will.

Inferior creatures who have lost their dreamy mountain generals will contend to protect themselves.

A victory that should have been certain as long as Chris was there, without which fear and confusion would deprive them of their normal judgment. Drowning in a sandy cabinet with a very short expiration date like a human being.

... If Chris disappears, the territory of the other demons will also be confused. My eyes dazzle at the throne called Demon King, which Chris should not have gotten as long as he was alive. Like a human being, I greedily ask for it. Drowning in the immediate interests.

I neglect pro-human beasts and attack my countrymen like humans. An unknown suspicious demon disparages them into a weak, obscure creature.

Demons' overwhelming advantage over humans at the moment. Convince of victory. Without Chris, its source... half the chance of winning I would have seen as 10%. The war will that had come from previous resentment of man turned back on fear, and another half. The hopes they had gained under the title of moving the demonic history forward were turned upside down to despair, another half. Half, half, half.

You demons have a beautiful heart and rarely betray your compatriots. That's how it was made.

So I'm gonna kick your ass through that unnatural no-go zone of mind. With the power of Master Tia.

I'll put you guys back where you should be without one left.

Confuse ourselves with the ugliness we face for the first time.

Despair.

You must have looked ugly, man. Even though it's the same if you peel it off. Without knowing anybody anywhere I put that oblate on you guys, I'd have looked down on you, man.

Awareness. I resent the filth, the people I've believed in and the dimensionless self.

Scared of your cruelty, not your helplessness. The physiological aversion I've felt without guilt for humans, but now I'm gonna rip my fangs off to you guys myself.

Let go of your rotten delusion that you can live or not.

Humans have been doing that this way ever since they showed up in the world, but you guys are my first experience. I can't stand it.

I'm sorry to hear about your beautiful victims, but I'm going to let you go.

... Why did you say that? I hope you don't hesitate. I love you guys, I don't want to thank you. That's all you need to do if you're doomed.

Uhihihihihi.

- Sip the saliva, one.

I am certain.

If it stays this way. If you rub Tia's power and my dedicated love into the simple being of the Demon Nation, they will run towards hell like blind rats or sheep or cows.

Unfortunately, I'm sure I won't be able to see the end of it.

... it's good. What I want is results. I love you all the time. I don't think we should actively want the misfortune of what we loved.

You just have to perish. That's fine.

- Though.

Though, if I'm going to say it, I'm not sexually harassed enough. I want healing. Sexually. Truthfully.

I haven't been around long anyway, I'd like to see some good eyes. It is a natural and extreme desire as a man of his age.

Rather than… due to the current situation, there is only one option to choose from in appeasing my desires in the first place due to detention time. And that is what I hope for.

If it's hard to understand, I'll say it briefly.

I mean, I want to sexually harass the Demon King.

It is not enough to the extent that you have done it on several previous occasions. I want more sexual harassment.

I originally thought I was a lazy person. [M]

It's not the kind of thing that you can keep your mind on all the time. Depression is already at its limit.

So here's one thing, I want to tease Chris about sexual molestation. I am one of her men. Then it will be the preference of those beneath him to take revenge for his power harrassment.

Besides, Chris is a vendetta. I think it's good enough to feed you a sexual mischief.

What, Ista attack, a bigger trigger than I expected when I came to Diabolo (...)... for me and the Demons, I got a spark with a lot of influence.

All I have to do is anticipate the timing, love them (...) and give them away.

My love only makes them desperate. [M]

I've been working so hard on it. And then there's the winning run. At the end of the race, horse riders who see results may raise their hands. Be a lonely performer, I'll do the same.

I'll subtly mess with that glamorous, stuffed, deluded, understated breast. I'll double-click you.

"All right, let's do it. Let's do it!

With all due respect, I went to Chris to carry my own lunch box.

... Goblin, the kitchen clerk who watched the whole thing, was so disgusted and annoyed by the slave, the human facade.