Maouyome

91The answer you want

"Ha! Restart!

Declare the rearrangement in high spirits.

A sleepover party that for some reason has become a Gdagda.

Chicken! Ugh!

What I wanted was a more normal guy.

Eat sweets and blossom into stories that have no romance or other love.

He said he wanted to have a regular night out.

"I'm sorry. It's kind of a surprise streak, and I'm confused in my head.... You can't, can you, like this? Momogu."

The Virgin recovered from the fall is reflecting.

Pinching a flower cake.

I didn't think I was going to graduate there.

It looked a little shocking, but if you're a Virgin with experience in action, I was wondering what would happen.

That said... I'd be scared if the person I was talking to suddenly turned into a crystal doll.

"I'm sorry. I was a little upset, and I was losing my moderation. I'm just reflecting."

Leanscheid, who made his return from the dark side, also bowed his head with a peck.

Keep your head down and reach for another picking and flower cake.

Lately when she gets angry, I seriously can't get my hands on it.

I don't know what happened, but give me a break.

No, seriously.

The hand that has been stretched out so gently, it is sharp.

"It's a gift. What are you eating normally?"

"Don't be such a jerk. You're all right."

Pisces and hands, but a good puppet technique brings up a single flower cake and flies into Bel Adone's mouth.

... Sounds convenient, that.

When everyone picks flower cakes, the atmosphere soothes.

Sweet snacks heal your heart.

The peaceful air is pleasant.

"What do you want to talk about, Mr. Lefia?

"I knew this was..., Coibana?

"Coibana......, is it"

The ghost princess, who had survived in a world of slaughter since childhood, tilted her neck with stiffness.

"Love......, right?...... hmm"

The Virgin, who has been admitted to the temple since she was five years old and has been forced to undergo rigorous training, also begins to worry with a difficult face.

"Wonsha first met His Majesty..."

"Yours is fine."

"The refia is terrible......"

Bel Adone, who had been trained in Sparta by Mr. Shiki since the time he was in the mood, tried to tell a story that he fell in love with the Demon King at first sight, so I reject it.

I've already heard so much about it.

……

Is that it?

"Isn't it a little impossible to talk about love with this blush?"

"... are you serious? I didn't know a young maiden had a cancer neck and not one of her romantic stories was coming out."

We're all too special,... the past.

We have beauties. No body.

Second, I feel like everyone's gazing at me, and I give you a face.

... It wasn't my fault.

The three of you will stare at me for cancer.

... What is it?

"... What about Master Lefia?

"Mr. Lefia will not leave you alone either. After all, is there a lot of romantic history?

"Ouch, you've lived normal before, haven't you? Men and women cross paths. Is Lephia the one who's going to tell you some kind of gorgeous romance story?

All three of them will ask the same thing.

But.... the answer is one.

"... None"

"... Huh? What, just one?

"Not even one of them. I've never had a confession or a courtship from anyone."

"... Dear Lefia.... you lived in a special village. A lonely Barbarian or a hiding place for current worshippers of Izna Kwon."

"It was very mundane,... rural. The first time I was born, I asked to marry a demon king."

That...... Strange.

Sweat came out of my eyes.

I don't know, the world's bogged down with water curtains.

"... Refia. Oosha."

"Don't tell me. Please, don't say anything more!

"No, because... No way, Mr. Lefia, that's... You talk to guys normally."

"I talk normally, and I've been a boy friend for a long time. I was thrilled to have such a hunch that we might be playing together, getting along, and being kind of favored!

"Then wouldn't it be strange if one or so of you told Master Lefia what you thought?

"I think so, too."

"... Ok, ok"

"Is it time to come? So, if you're soaking up or something, and still there's finally a call or something, you think it's normal? This is Kitter! What?"

"... you didn't come?

"'I applied to Julia for a marriage,' 'I'm going out with Liliana,' 'I'm going to marry May,' all of them. Why are you reporting this to me?" I don't know! You guys should be happy with you! Call it in and I'll report it!

... why not.

The black history in the village I was about to forget comes back to life.

I thought I did feel fond, but for some reason my blue youth ends up with a mistake.

I don't know what you like anymore.

"… all of them. [incomprehensible]

"... Mr. Leanshade?

"Isn't it hundreds of times better to ask His Majesty to marry you in the same way or just in one form?"

"The same thing... About the Demon King? Takeshi?"

"I respect you, but I respect you."

"Huh? So, you're going to run out!?

To the dotted lean shade, the bewildered Virgin.

Looks like he wants to see the complexion around him in fear, but Beradne nodded deeply.

"There's no doubt about it. You can't deny it there. Even though I've been asked to do so by all the colourful incense around me, I don't have a single hand at all."

"Is that..., stiff or something?

"... Refia. Let the Virgin teach you. Your Majesty asked me to marry you, and I spent two months in the castle, and in the meantime, how far did I go?"

... moved on. Moving on? What?

"Speaking of what we've been doing together for two months,... did it look like a date, just...? Once."

"... Yes?

"Did you get to do one of the choos on that date?

"What's a cum, a cum? That's not why you do it."

Leanscheid and Bel Adne sighed deeply.

The Virgin is surprised, too, or her eyes are wide open.

"... only once a date, we've been together for two months? Keep it forcibly abducted from the village, just... that's all?

I nod silently at the Virgin's inquiry.

Speaking of what has been done, is it possible that he was shown a full nude statue of the Demon King and that he hid his naked doll?

Were you wearing stockings after you took them off?

... That's pretty much Bel Adne's bad behavior, this.

"A demon king, oh, I see,... is that right"

"It is. I still can't even expose my face to Master Lefia. I respect you, but I also want you to be a jerk around!

"Ah.... yeah.... right."

Face.... face.

I saw it on a date under the Demon King's Castle, that look.

I wonder if that look that looked just like Maori is really the face of the Demon King,... really.

I remembered the feeling that I was inadvertently stuffy.

The topic that followed did not become Coibana, and even became a no-go to the Demon King.

Both Leanscheid and Bel Adne seem to have had some sort of build-up. In a pleasant position, the Failure or Funny Tales of the Demon King coming out next.

Finally, from the Virgin, she also added something to the brave and the law lord's exposed tale, … surprisingly exuberant.

In addition to my thoughts, I feel like a great time for the irregular tea party. Maiden, don't be shy. I was expecting an atmosphere, but this is it, it could be.

Fun times pass quickly.

Later in the night, the lamp lights down.

Both Leanscheid and Bel Adne seemed to have gotten into bed and fell asleep, spitting out all their accumulated depression and refreshing.

I can hear you resting in peace.

I..., I kind of couldn't sleep.

Demon King, let's peel off the pistachio shell and eat, shall we?

In the room with the lights out, there was a noise of cloth deviation.

Maybe... the Virgin.

"... Can't you sleep?

"Mr. Lefia is the one.... have fun. I feel like I'm falling asleep like this."

Whisper and whisper to keep you both awake.

"Thank you for today. I'm so selfish, I can't do this."

"No. I've never done anything like this before. I enjoyed it, too."

The moonlight-only room was dark and didn't look too good, but I felt the Virgin laugh all the time.

"... I think so. If I hadn't entered the temple, I wondered if there would have been days like this again."

"It's a little hard to imagine that the Virgin is not the Virgin,"

"Really? Even if I look like this, I'm 17 maidens, right? Some faces don't show up on the surface."

"Oh, if the Virgin had a fine cat too,"

"Isn't that natural? One fine cat tangled up to the end. This cat won't be gone."

It's comforting to have a conversation without any other love.

I can't believe there's going to be a day when I can talk to that Virgin like this.

There's a lot going on when you're alive, isn't there?

"The Virgin.... One thing, can I ask you a question?

"What is it? If it's okay with me."

Ever since then, I've wanted the Virgin to ask me something strange about that thing that keeps getting stuffy.

"... I really need to make sure of someone. I wanted to make that clear. So I've been moaning. But in front of him, I couldn't ask. I just need to ask, but I can't. … why can't I ask"

"... that's a lot of ambiguous parts"

"... sorry"

The Virgin laughed softly and silently.

And spin the words slowly.

"Is that what you want to hear an answer to yes or no?

Is the Demon King Maori?

...... yeah. Yes. No, but... there isn't.

"... I think so"

"So, Mr. Lefia, which answer would you like?

... Yes?

Do you want me to...

The answer I want.

"I never thought about it."

Whether the Demon King is a Maori or not.

Which do I want?

Do you want the Demon King to be Maori?

The Demon King is a Maori, and... don't you want it?

... Which one?

"That, which do you want? Maybe you don't want either of those? If you say you can't hear it, isn't it because Lephia herself has yet to decide the answer?"

"I'm... lost, from?

"I don't know what worries me, because it's something that's often in me. What does Mr Leffia himself want and what does he want? First of all, why don't you find your own answer?"

Find the answer inside yourself.

The answer I want......

Do I want the Demon King to be Maori?

Why is that?

Don't you want the Demon King to be Maori?

How could you?

... Indeed.

I remain vague about how I want it myself.

As she deepened her troubles further, the Virgin rose. The moonlight plugs in and illuminates the serious and gracious look of the Virgin.

"Mr. Lefia. I need you to come with me tomorrow."

"Holy Virgin......, Dear?

In calm, I lurk some prepared voice.