The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"It's the key to the valuables store. Go ahead."

Something like a safe.

I got the keys.

When I came off the line, I heard "You are room two".

Was Myalo the second seat?

No, it wouldn't be a good idea for Carol to move into a dorm like this with just the guy.

If that had happened, I doubt the sanity of the people in Royal Castle.

Carol may not be in the dorm.

I knew you couldn't make a decision.

"It's the next room."

Myalo seemed kind of happy.

"Oh, thank you again"

"Welcome. Best regards,"

So he entered the dorm and went upstairs.

It says "1" in the first room.

Right here.

"Okay, I'll pay you back"

"Thank God. Thank you."

Receive the bag.

"No, I'll see you later"

Myalo and I broke up and opened the door to the room.

Once inside, it was a beautiful room with only new buildings and a smell of wood.

If this was the place to travel, I'm going to be surprised.

But there was a client in the room, sitting tight on the bed.

He was a kid with short hair like a classmate and a sport pruning.

He has such a good physique that I don't think he's the same age.

He gave me an angry look for some reason and stared at me all at once.

I did something wrong.

I had no idea.

Of course. It's the first time we've met.

If you look behind the room, there are three beds.

There were three lines spaced apart toward the terrace so as to point his legs this way.

The door is also on where I faced the terrace.

It's a big room.

If you look around lightly, stick to the wall and there are two study desks on the left and one on the right.

In the space to the right with one minute of study desk open, three things lined up like tall lockers.

Is this the valuable warehouse?

I never walked to the bed on my right, and put my bag on the floor.

What can I say?

It's hard to talk because you're staring at me, and it's troublesome to keep ignoring me.

Sports pruning still stares at my face like some kind of parent enemy.

I don't remember killing anyone's parents.

You think it was done around Luke?

There is no possibility, but it would be a thin line.

Huh.

Makes me want to sigh.

But if we don't show a walk from here, we won't have friendship or anything.

This is a greeting.

Communication begins with a greeting.

I'm the one who came after you, so you should say hello from me.

"I'm Yuri Howe. Greetings."

I said it refreshingly.

I'm not listening.

Immediately, a lot more replies were received.

Hey, what the heck......

Are you from Shura's country?

... and the conversation stopped.

Then there is the strained air.

Ha, Myalo and I are going to do great, so this is it as soon as I thought it would be good luck.

Do we have to start with negotiations with indigenous peoples?

But I'm tired today. No.

Do you want to unload it?

By the way, apparently the baggage that was transported was piled to the edge of the room separately.

Guess it means the personal belongings of two roommates other than me.

Three of my bags seem to be less.

When I went to the locker, I locked and opened the locker with my name on it.

When I opened it, it was shelved inside.

Half of them were ready to hang their clothes.

I packed my bags properly.

The uppermost step is either anticipating growth or very high.

I thought I was going to be stuck because I couldn't reach it at the moment, but I used it because I had a platform that looked like a staircase to make it a stepping stone by.

Let's put something on the top that we don't normally use.

Remove the large wings of the ink pot and king eagle from the bag and go in.

Finally, I also included two completed diaries.

I even thought about keeping it at my parents' house, but they would have trouble looking inside, so I decided to bring it.

It's boring to be seen by someone and seem like a devil worshipper dealing with mysterious letters.

For once, it is locked to the belt, so it is not easy to see, but using a knife will cut the belt, so it is not difficult to open it.

When I stuck my teased bag under my bed, I put an ink kettle and a set of feather pens, tweezers and other stationery on my desk, and finally the third journal I was using right now.

Come to think of it, if you're in Wangdu, you can go to the stationery store any time you want.

Could it also be considered somewhat convenient?

"Who told you to follow that desk?

Indigenous voices were heard from behind.

No one has told me if you ask me.

Why did I think this desk was my own?

For one thing, there was already luggage on top of one of the desks, so I thought it was an early winner.

The other was because the desk was without a locker, so if I didn't take this desk, I would have expected to be next door to the indigenous desk, so I thought I should have avoided it.

The third is because my bed is on the right.

With the bed on the right and the desk on the left, it's a little hard to live.

"Can't you use it?

You can't do that.

Isn't that a problem?

What do you want, this guy?

But get my permission.

what????????????

"Excuse me, what's your name?

"Amen!?

Don't yell...

"No, I thought you were royal."

It's not strange that royalty has privileges.

Because this country is a kingdom, and this is a direct jurisdiction, unlike the Howe autonomy.

No, don't you?

The philosophy of the college is that it does not distinguish between students in a position.

So even at the admission ceremony, the teachers on the college side didn't call Carol "Your Highness," they called him "abandoned" or "Mr. Carol."

Even royalty does not give special treatment.

It is a beauty of this college.

"Hey, don't get on with it, all right? I don't know if he's the chief, but he's not a knight after all you've studied."

I wonder which part of it felt in good shape.

But he also makes sense.

I was wondering what it would be like to decide on a paper test for a representative of the Cavalry, too.

"Well, that's right. Maybe we should have discussed the desk and decided."

"Oh, my God."

I almost blew it out by accident.

Was that a bit of a difficult word?

"It's all about deciding things. Shall we decide on the desk for the three of our roommates?"

Sure, that's fairer, and I don't know who the rest of you are, but even if they give you the leftovers with an early win, you'll still be unhappy.

I don't like it.

………

I don't like it.

I don't know if I can do it. I don't like it.

Are these indigenous people craving this desk......

If so, why did you leave your stuff at the other desk......

Why......

There are too many mysteries... heavy loads for me...

"I'm Dora."

I suddenly named him after him.

Dora.

Oh, I see.

There was something that fell on my chest.

"Could it be you, Dora Godwin?"

"Yes."

I make it, I don't know, me.

No, you're not following me, you're lucky you got to know Myalo first, and you feel zero offsetting that. If you think positively.

No, I think that's just too negative for this guy's roommate.

Fifteen years.

As you can graduate early, ten years.

I just have to hope there's a room change or something along the way.

But you're an unimaginable DQN.

I want to see my parents' faces.

No, do you know the face of one parent?

You gala bastard, what kind of child have you been raising?

"I know your father, didn't you hear?

"I'm asking, it doesn't matter. What do you mean, you know him? You think it's great."

No, I don't think so.

I see.

Maybe it's hostile because Galla blew something weird in.

I know it can be crude from the beginning, but suddenly it's anything but weird that it's here with zero preconceptions.

Maybe he's biased against me because Galla blew something in.

Though it is possible that the child was originally genuinely insane.

"I don't think it's great though. It can fall on your heart."

"Ah!?

Don't shout...

"Galilee bastard. Get on with it. You're kidding me."

What the hell is this girl......

As Dora approached me, she paid off the ink kettle that was on my desk tentatively.

The ink kettle falls to the floor and cracks, creating black stains.

Oh, you did it. It's expensive.

Will you pay me back?

The floor got dirty, too.

Who's gonna clean it?

"What? Are you scared?

Laughing hella, he says intimidating.

What the heck......

I'm gonna put a complaint in Galla. Hey.

That's how Dora grabbed my daybook.

Ahhh?

Dolla rocked in front of me to show off as she lifted my day book.

"Don't bother bringing me such a study book. What the hell are you doing?"

"Give it back."

This fucking kid.

It's the next most important book of my life.

That would piss me off, too.

"That's important. Give it back."

The diary is a book I bought by making small pennies.

If you get dirty or torn, you can't be a bit of a joke.

"Oh, you're in a position to give orders."

Dolla slammed the diary on the floor, fumbling behind her shoes and trampling gritty.

......... oh, I see.

What, does this guy want a fight?

Then it's quicker that way.

Yeah, if that's what you want, it's easier this way.

"Ugh... are you a dog, you are"

"... ah?

"Dogs don't make sense, do they? So if you want, I'll stick with the dog way."

The water flowed low is good.

We cannot negotiate in a high dimension against people who are low.

It's smart to ignore them if you can't negotiate, but not with your roommates.

Why don't we go out with the dog colo way.

"I'm sorry I live in the same room as a rebellious dog."

"What the..."

Dolla's eyes have sat still.

"Look, are you just barking? Are you weak?

The moment I provoked her like that, Dora got her hands on it first.

It was a forceful hook like a fighter would do.

But I've been used to it for the last three years, thanks to Soim.

Compared to chasing a skilled warrior's sieve spear with his eyes, there was no such thing as seeing through the fist of power.

Or assuming Soim was in Extra Hard Mode, it was totally Easy Mode.

Simply making a fist and beating it, the way you put your weight on it changes the power, and the way you use your body makes you sick as if you were different.

Dora's, she wasn't at all.

While I avoided Dora's fist, when I took her sleeve, I caught her funny and took her collar at the same time.

Round your back, break your knees, extend your arms with the sleeves you have removed, and shoulder with the arms you have removed your collar.

I stretched out my body so that the shrunken spring could play, and threw Dollar away with one back.

Instead of slamming him on the floor, he throws his hand away on the way.

Dolla hit the door and it sounded terrible.

The child's weight didn't break the door, but the upper hinge flew.

I immediately ran over and tried to kick Mizo's place in the ball as well, kicking it out of my mind.

"Ouch. - Ouch."

Grabbing her shoulder and forcing her to lean back, Dora leaned around holding her belly in a silent scream.

As it were, I became a horse rider.

At that time, one arm was stuck out, so I couldn't take it, but one was laid under my leg and deprived of my freedom.

"Hey."

"- Damn it!

I've been trying to hit you. Grab your arm and stop.

"You sold me a fight, didn't you?

"What the fuck!?

I put my pinkie finger down and grabbed my fist in and punched it down Dora's nose out of my mind.

There was a dodgy dull sound.

The sensation of soft child's flesh is transmitted to the fist.

Dora had little experience of being beaten up or looked like a child (why).

My nose bleeds out of my nose.

"Not what. You sold me a fight."

"... eh"

Dora returned to me and stared at me forcefully.

I had surprisingly much blood on my head myself.

Remembering one thing at a time in Japan, this guy kidding slammed him to the ground and smudged him with dirty shoes, writing a daily book from hand to hand.

I just have a twitchy, unbreakable heart.

He's also trying to move his arm so hard to punch me.

But there's no way you can beat me up with your arm grabbed.

In that case, you have to figure it out first.

If you don't stay grabbed, even if your fist reaches your face, it won't be powerful.

Don't even know that, you sold me a fight with confidence.

Well, assuming you unwave your arm, there's nothing you can do about it because you're overwhelmingly disadvantaged.

"Hey, answer me."

I ate another hammer.

Dochu sounded dull and his nosebleeds splashed.

Dora's complexion has changed visibly.

Instinctively, I guess I perceived that the current situation was overwhelmingly unfavourable and devoid of reversal eyes.

I don't see the colour of fright, but I'm clearly distracted.

"You fought and sold it to me, didn't you?

"Ah, oh."

"Then you were ready for this, weren't you?

Shake down the hammer.

I felt like my fist was covered in blood.

The area around Dolla's nose is bright red with bloodshed.

"I told you to give it back because it's important."

Hit him again and again and again.

When you get here, it's the same whether you hit one shot or ten.

Dolla is bloody and her face is changing shape.

"You took someone else's precious things in half."

"Ahhh! Grr!"

Hit him. Hit him.

"You licked me and sold me a fight."

If I do this any more, my front teeth may break.

Is it time to stop?

"You can't complain about being killed."

I tightened Dora's neck with both hands.

"Did you think it was your exclusive patent to take away?

"Ahhh... Gah..."

One of Dora's hands grabs my arm.

It would be the best force, but it wasn't a lot of power.

"Fools have to die or they won't heal. How about you?"

"Gaggh...... go"

"Die. That's the reward for licking me."

"Agu......"

Before he was fully asphyxiated, he changed the way he tightened his neck from crushing his trachea to dropping it.

Then, Dora white-eyed with no hesitation.

I feel weak peeling my white eyes.

It fell.

I breathe properly when I put my hand on my mouth and nose.

Good. Good.

No, it's not good.

I gave it back to me.

What are you doing, me?

The next moment, the door opened.

A middle-aged woman, who was just in reception, opens the door and comes in.

"What are you doing!

Beyond the door, a large number of children are looking at this one over the back of a middle-aged woman.

Looking back, there was also a large number of peeps through the window on the terrace side.

It's taken care of.

"It's a fight. It's over now."

I stood up and said, waving my nosebleed filled hand patterned.

I don't know what this is about.

Dolla with a bright red face full of facial blood is fainting with a distressed look.

He also looks dead at first sight.

Oh, I guess this is expulsion.

Well, can't you help it?

Bad luck.

Either way, it's impossible to live peacefully with such a mad dog for years.

I didn't have any luck with my roommate.

"It's too much!

I knew it was too much.

"Hey! Hold on!!

The middle-aged woman rocked rattled as she held Dora's shoulder.

"You shouldn't rock too much. I'm just losing my mind."

As the middle-aged woman confirmed her breathing, she gently lowered Dora onto the floor.

"Is something wrong?!?

Another grown woman is coming.

"Go to the infirmary and get me a doctor."

"What... Oh, yes!

Ooh, it's taking care of me.

Eriko.

"Yuri Howe. Explain what happened"

I put out a lot of trouble.

Is this the dorm warden or something?

"I bought a fight because he insulted me, damaged my possessions, and sold my fights in a terrible swordswallowing way"

"... be more specific, what happened"

Specifically, how can you be any more specific?

I don't know how to trust the kid.

"Nothing specific, that's all."

"You don't see the color of reflection"

Wow. I'm going to say it with an angry face.

Yeah?

Come on, I'm getting upset, what is this school?

Isn't that just unpleasant since yesterday?

I'm not kidding.

"You should reflect."

"What?

The dorm warden's eyes rose.

"You don't seem to understand, so you talk in turn. I walked into the room you decided. [M] It's in the room you've decided. Then there was a fucking kid there like a rabid dog, and he started insulting me with a fight hips because I was soggy, and he refused to take my possessions and want them back, damaged them, and when it came to arguing, he hit me from the other side. So when you're done defending yourself and take a breath, I tell you to come, blame yourself for defending yourself, and reflect. Isn't this unreasonable for anything at all? What fault do I have? [M] If it were true, I would have been seriously injured without any fault because I happened to have the means to defend myself. Can't you see the color of reflection on that? This is the one who wants to protest?

When I finished saying that, the middle-aged woman put her hands on her head to hold off her headache.

Yeah, it feels like ratings are falling from expecting honors to problematic kids all at once.

Stock prices are plummeting.

"... Anyway, more than this could happen to you, there could be some sort of shakedown. You have a home in Wang Du, don't you? Go home today and wait for Shah."

What, are you going home?

You treat me like a problem child.

I'm in total trouble.

When I locked up Volume III of the Journal Book, I closed my keys and left the dorm with only my wallet, short knife and key.