Instant Messiah

One of Diabolo's office rooms, in the empty space of his desk there, Electra sat back, swaying her thin legs, swelling her cheeks.

"... sister. If you're bored, you can go back to your room.

"Aromatic meanness. You know..."

With that said, I magically drew the chair to the position opposite me and sat her down, feeling a smile against her that swelled her cheek bag even further, but I couldn't help but see the flickering up skirt because of her legs, which gained even more momentum.

"If you don't say it with your mouth, it's not telling you things, is it?

"I told you, Aroma doesn't listen to you..."

... Well, that's right.

Anyway, Elle is just looking for a bump for her dissatisfaction with the fact that she kept her mouth shut about going to Nine's Reel Marr.

Let Chris do that. Anyway, she's also (...)... No, because she's Elle's only sister.

She usually pushes me to take care of things, and I want her to do exactly what she does.

"... Nine, I wonder if Eva and I are getting along by now..."

I hear you're planning to do something else after the first day.

"Yeah...... but okay, I'd like to go play somewhere sometimes too"

... Elle has always had a strong tendency to be emotionally unstable.

... I haven't had much of a chance to get you out of Agusta besides taking you to a large battle area with humans as a force, but lately... I'm not saying thanks to anyone, but it looks stable.

You might want to give Chris some advice next time.

If one day the battle with humans is over.

Ista, Reel Marr, Volks, Seneca, Indira.

I think it would be nice if we could all travel around Holds while we tour the major countries.

We are longer-lived than humans, and it is never impossible to reach such a future while we are alive if the current state of war continues.

... That said, that's a story ahead. It's no longer the comfort of El's present mind.

At least now I think I'll take you out for a walk to distract you. There are no urgent cases in particular.

... I don't know, I'm sweet too.

"Elle."

"What?"

"Hey, why don't you go hang out with me?

"Fine, but... well, why don't we go to the gallon together?

"Oh. Why again?

"Hey, about Nine. You saw Aroma, too, in front of the library. This looks so sticky to me, it's totally..."

…………

Sutong, says Elle, jumping from her chair, slapping the floor with her tail.

"Let's go stab the nail. It's easier with Aroma than with me."

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"... nothing, fine. Because this is what I do on my own initiative. Aroma is on (...) Just come (...)... that's good, right?

... he's a decent kid. Sometimes I get angry with that, but this kid is still smart.

No, but... do you want me to be sweet on that this time?

But maybe this kid is firmer than Chris, or some reassuring parts.

I feel sorry for Chris, who can be compared to such a younger girl, but I thought back on what she did to occasionally soften her, and broke it off as a matter of course.

... a farce where each other deceive each other, but now let's get on with it.

If it's convenient for me, there's no reason to refuse.

- At that time. Gallon Vermillion was facing Puria Harp across the hallway in the castle.

Gallon put his arms together, stared Puria straight in the eye, and said the opening most like this.

"Hey, Puria. Just hang out a little bit."

"... what is it, Captain Gallon?

"You're free now, aren't you? I'll put an archery on it. I haven't had a fight lately, so my body's blunt."

"We won't be dealing with them. He said he looked for someone else..."

Yes, Puria answers in common sense.

In the first place, Harpy, who is not so good at direct combat, is basically treasured as a reconnaissance factor.

Demon King SS... of the troops that will be His Majesty's walls as Kingsguards, and also as captains, there is no way they will be opponents.

Puria gave a perfectly natural answer.

"Oh, my God. Oi, are you running?

But the words make my eyebrows tingle and cramp.

... Run away?

"... Huh? Running away... what's that?"

"You, if it comes down to it (...) are you the guy who runs away? Then I won't say I can't either. If that's the kind of guy."

- Whatever, it's more convenient for me.

If he's got a choice to run around with his ass, it'll be quick and helpful.

Yes, Puria did hear a gallon of groaning emitted by the volume of her voice, whether she could hear it or not.

"... you tell me. Don't you? If I licked the harpy, I would have taught you Akan, but hey...?

Harpy followed the werewolf as far as he could with his raptor's eyes.

"Olah, come down!

In the middle of the squad yard, the gallon shouted, but no matter what Puria was supposed to hear.

In a one-on-one melee, especially to the werewolf, a species who excelled at it... it can't be challenging to those who take it to the Vermillion genealogy either.

If you can survive such imitation, that's what you'll be allowed to name as the corner of your Demon King candidacy.

If it's anything other than this Diabolo.

"It's inconvenient that a race can only crawl through the earth."

Yes, looking down from the sky's height, Puria magically delivers her own voice to the ear of a gallon.

"Ahhh!?

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hmmm......!?

"I just got big on my chest, and if I (...) looked like that... what do you think, huh... no... huh?

"Huh! Temee......"

Confirm that the leg has stopped and the sudden descent of Puria is at the shoulder of the gallon… aim for your kick nail to feed into the subclavian artery, though.

"Ha."

Yes, I get laughed at with my nose and gently avoided. In the first place, even gaining unilateral offensive rights from above is an overwhelmingly poor game.

As long as you keep flying, you won't have your own defeat.

But near impossible, such as giving this monster, who is hated and feared by humans as' Red Claw ', a decisive beating.

It's a battle you can't lose, but you can't win.

... but it is only a simple beating, killing each other.

"Birds are cowardly, after all! Sometimes it's easy because that's how you should just run around!

"... what are you trying to say?

"There's nothing you can do to protect me!

You don't say who, because now it is.

... but it is.

"Hehe. Ku, Kukiki"

Oops. The instinctive laughter of the species leaked out by accident.

This way of laughing a little nasty, I don't really want him to see it, even though he's in the process of correcting it.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, Captain. You're mistaken... well, maybe you should have been strong."

"... it is."

"What he needs is not the power to protect him on the battlefield. I can get him out of danger, like us... Huh!

I just said it so far, my skin peeled.

Sixth sense says.

I have now touched the monster's scales.

"Hey."

"... what?

"Regret, sorry yo?

Yes, so oppressive, so intimidating that I can illuminate that I was told in my ear.

The swelling, the air twitches and squirts.

No, and the wind starts swirling around her.

The red beast hair that was wrapped around a part of the gallon's body widens the range, and that's about to affect the whole body.

Gallon Vermillion was about to transform into a bipedal beast.

And turn your body wide, open your mouth.

Something deadly...

"Stop it!

- So, it came in water.

The moment he hears a drink of Aroma, Puria glides through the sky and escapes as it is.

Yes, now, things are different than they were earlier. It's a good time to run away.

I have already indicated to the gallon the will that I should convey.

I'm not even in the mood to go down to eat your sermons.

You're in a better position than you are, so you just have to let the gallon take the blame. Because that's what she originally took with her.

... Aroma sighs with her hands on her hips as she looks up at Puria as she grows smaller.

This trick, which has strangely increased lately, I want to stop, but it will be difficult unless there are those who struggle.

Aroma aligns her gaze with the werewolf girl who had already returned to her original appearance.

But she is flat with no evil, and it is even more frustrating.

"Mr. Gallon, what were you trying to do now?

"He's provoking me."

"Answer the question, Gallon. What are you trying to do?"

"Aroma."

So Electra pinched her mouth.

We are naturally watching the interaction between the two of us and we know what the gallon is going to do to Puria... no, we know what we were going to do.

That intent to kill was undoubtedly completely homogeneous to her showing on the battlefield.

But at the end of the day, I made him say it out of the mouth of a gallon, which meant it was going to be irrevocable.

... I know what Elektra is trying to say, but still, Aroma thought.

But she broke into Electra's dazzling eyes, which she missed in the gallon.

"... at least tell us what caused this. I won't let you say no. Mr. Gallon, why are you doing this?"

"From me."

To block, the gallon opens its mouth.

She unconsciously understood that revealing it would decisively degenerate something in her, perhaps without hindsight.

He swallowed one spit, closed his mouth only once and showed him a tour, but one blink.

I opened my mouth again.

"Because he's trying to take Nine away from me."

Elektra tried to pinch her mouth in the words again, but Aroma blocks it with her right hand.

I shook my head with my opposite left hand against my forehead as I lowered that hand, stretched out to the side.

"... I will not report this to Your Majesty. I don't want to upset you."

…………

"So, Mr. Gallon. Drop the bullshit, too. You're being kind, aren't you?... are you going to tarnish the name of Vermillion?

…………

"If he says it's the cause, I'll remove you from Nine's educator. Stay away from that human being anymore. That's good, right?

"Oh, my God."

"Gallon!"

Strengthen the narrative and stare at the gallon, but rather she took it and raised her mouth angle.

I mock you.

"... hey, Aroma. You, since when did you become such a discerning (...) guy?

... easy to understand, because?

"What the...?

"Hey, Chancellor. Let me get this straight."

"... what are you talking about"

"You smell like a jealous crazy bitch right now. Nasty guy."

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Watch your mouth, Gallon.

"No, you won't shut up. As long as you keep being such a coward, I won't shut up."

"Gallon, you......!

"Be honest with me. You're afraid I won't take him from you, aren't you? You coward!"

- Paan, and.

The sound echoed from the gallon's cheek echoes high and high into the practice field.

Remaining in a flat-handed position, Aroma shook and yelled at not only her voice, but also its luxurious blonde hair with her entire body.

"Here, of... a wild dog!

"I'm soaking it up, you sweetheart!

So he yelled back, and Gallon returned a flat hand as well.

"You, get on with it if you're missing out on disrespect...! At the minute of cereal crushing!

"Ugh! I didn't like the sight from the top of Temehe!

- That's how Elektra can only alternate between the two people she started working with.

I wonder why this has happened.

What the hell?

Because I was jealous of the gallon?

Because I invited Aroma?

If so, I apologize, so stop both of you...!

- Alice Klux looked down on them from her room.

I was just about done getting ready for tomorrow's departure for Sriza, taming warm tea down my throat and enjoying a temporary break.

"You don't have to be scared, if you're like Aroma"

Master Nine said that he would love us equally.

... No, there's nothing to worry about.

Equality is not a simple word enough.

That love is determined to destroy us indiscriminately.

That human love flattens this world, I'm sure it will come to an end......

Alice drank the tea she had left in her breath and brutally returned the teacup.

And instead of taking off his clothes, he stretches his right hand to the base of his own leg.

... glossy exhales that did not suit the girl, and slutty, sticky water sounds leaked into the room.

――――――――――

... fluffy world.

Without the ground, there is no sky.

Thin, peachy air.

I was in a strange place where there was no horizon, no one, but then I felt the fullness of being gently wrapped up in someone else.

... Over there, I can see the door.

From what I've seen, it's straight, it's flipped, it's sideways.

The colors are also red, blue, yellow and colorful, and it's going to be kind of fun.

I wasn't bored because it was something that showed me how unrealistic they were going to get far, close, and twirl around, but I was intrigued by the bright white doors that stood out in them.

I can't even walk because I don't have the ground, but the moment I want to go that way, I thought.

The white door opened and sucked in.

On the other side of the dark door, feeling depressed.

While my consciousness slowly melted, I noticed.

... Oh, this feels like Christella.

Like an angel, my demon king.

――――――――

"Hey, Mountain Monkey"

As she was licking and cleaning Chris' assembled right leg, its thumb and index finger crotch, she called me on all fours with a slightly more upbeat face.

"What is it, Your Majesty?"

"What the hell are you here for?

……

"The rest destroy humans. That means your people will be gone. And then how do you live in a world ruled by demons?

"... especially, I haven't thought about it. If I can love His Majesty now, I won't give back."

"... hmm"

She shut up and put her right foot...... the ankle (candle) area against my cheek, her left foot against my mouth, slightly resting and balancing her body.

When the slowly unloaded right leg touched the hairs of the throne, the water noise was the result of it, but that is why my saliva was caught on its long hairy leg at the edge of my eyes.

Like a reminder, she rocks her legs in front of me.

Every time, her skirt forgets gravity… is the unnaturally fluttering rise due to the intense magic she is told to visualize if she wishes?

This gives a slight glimpse of the back of its thighs, which keeps it warm and exquisitely fleshy.

I didn't have to tell you that I was a little concerned, but I noticed black shorts with very grown-up designs, decorated with watermarks and lace.

She narrowed her eyes to blame when she accidentally snorted softly, I feel.

To live up to her expectations, I began to crawl my tongue, making sure to hold my left leg.

... Since when, I have not been kicked with my hands.

"... do you remember your father?

When I was immersed in the work, she suddenly asked me that question.

"I forgot."

Really.

"... you're an infidel, you are"

When she finishes licking from finger to heel and her tongue transmits her swollen tibia (calf) from her ankle, she always shakes her body slightly.

"... the rest of my father is no longer in this world. My mother disappeared when she realized."

…………

"My father said. Because of humans, we were trapped in this tough land... have you ever been to Volks while you were traveling?

"Yes."

"... there, they often have sweet fruits. I also hear that wine can be of good quality. … not a single such crop grows in Diabolo"

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"Don't feel sorry for me. If you imitate that, you kill him instantly.... I just wanted to know. The rest, we wondered if we were that vicious."

- Naturally, you idiot.

He asked me to kill my family.

Killing everyone in the village.

Taking everything away from me, victim Zura...?

"... of Diabolo, which can be described as the rest of the child... no, I wanted to give Agusta a world where she could live in relaxation"

- I'm letting it go.

If Temehe was just dead, if he hadn't been there from the beginning.

I don't have to imitate like this in this place -!!

"... you can resent the rest, human. We will torment and destroy you for our sake."

"No."

I answered instantly. Got it.

"This body has already been dedicated to His Majesty. I'll give this life to you whenever I have to."

"... you? Yeah, the way you talk isn't getting any better. Deduction three, refine."

But love.

With that said, she stroked one of the lofty, exactly angelic wings growing from her back on my head two or three times.

... Though I don't know if she realizes it herself.

From the base of my leg, toward a dripping, transparent path, I skew the path of my tongue only slightly.

…………

This is what Chris tastes like.

Let's remember.

... by the way.

"Hey, Your Majesty?

"What?"

"You had bread like that, I'm surprised"

"No, I borrowed it silently from Aroma"

"Wow, no."

After being pulled and slapped until his face swelled, he was kicked out of the room.

... my lovely sire.

Sweet Chris. He's adorable to the name.

... That's a good name... it's going to warm my heart just to hear it.

Chris.

Chris.

Weak Chris.

Strong and great, Kristera pushed from everyone to the throne.

I'll get you out of there someday...?

- Wake up, Nine.

Yes, Master Tia.