The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I arrived at a separate residence.

"Hey, young man, I'm impressed with your steel guts, this soim."

Soim seemed to have something to feel in his earlier interactions.

Ever since I was in the carriage, I've been praising myself.

As far as I'm concerned, I think Baba got me a little bit upset.

"Oh yeah."

"I felt my chest dance for a long time"

"Good for you. Thank you very much."

"No. If it's such an errand, please call me anytime. I feel rejuvenated."

Let me do that.

I want Soim to live longer.

I wonder if the training ground, which would normally have a reduced life expectancy, is also the secret to rejuvenation.

"Then I'm going back to the dorm. Thank you so much for today."

There was no Myalo in the dorm.

I wanted to reassure you by telling you that I have done my errands...

I had a late, cold dinner in the dining room, and I ended up eating alone, and when I went back to my room thinking about going to bed, Carol was there.

Carol is reading a book she puts on her sheet as she claws over her bed in the middle.

When he noticed me, he looked up.

"You were late, what were you doing"

It's a little wild.

I want to hear what you're doing.

"For Myalo?"

"How did you know that?"

Esper.

"Just now, when a stranger came to the front door and thought he had called Myalo, he changed his blood and left."

Ahhh.

Did you put it in the wrong place?

"What kind of guest was that?"

"Come on, I saw a little from the terrace, she was a shrunk, brunette woman, skinny, but you were wearing male pants"

Yeah, that's the woman who led me.

After all, I guess it's a special role.

Chief Maid, is he the deacon?

"Hmm, well, no. I'm done with Myalo."

"What was the matter with you?

"I can't talk about that, but it's done anyway"

"I hope so."

They don't ask in depth.

Good. Good.

"Speaking of which, when it comes to Myalo, Myalo is thin and feminine. Really, he could be a woman... haha..."

... No.

When I tried to find him, it got weird.

"What, you finally noticed"

".................. no"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu You're out at the heart of it, too. haha."

He laughs happily.

Fuck you.

"... you noticed from the beginning?

"I figured it out as soon as I got in here. What, you're two women in a dorm. I'm working with something."

Seriously.

Oh, my God.

"I mean, aren't there fewer guys who haven't noticed? Usually, if you look at him, you'll know he's not a man."

You can say whatever you want.

"Ha..."

But I can't say it back.

It's depressing.

I didn't know you wouldn't even notice that while you were talking about your best friend or something.

"By the way, are you hippo tomorrow?

Carol asked.

What the fuck?

Suddenly.

"Not all day long."

"If you're a hippo, why don't you hang out with me"

"Can I run errands at the royal castle?

It's definitely a holiday tomorrow though.

"No, I'm about to be an adult, too. I want to look around the people's lives."

What's so good about this guy?

"I'm going to go to the city in disguise."

"No, no, no, no."

Are you old enough to play with your patience?

That's because it's dangerous.

"You'd be familiar with it all the way around the Glades, and you'd be fit"

Yeah, I wish I had Harrison here.

He clapped his head and said, "Why not!!! I'm telling you."

"The slums are noisy these days, so even I'm minimal going, and you're too prominent for that kinky blonde even in disguise in the first place, I don't know what I can do."

Carol has blonde eyeballs.

This stands out with nothing more to do.

I can tell at a glance that it was lost in a thousand people.

Anyway, I've walked a long way through the capital, but I've never seen a single blonde other than the Queens.

"I'm not stupid either. I know that's about it. I've got something like this."

Carol took something brown out of her pillow.

Am I the first, fur? I thought so, but I'm not.

It was a brown haired rash.

I'm ready.

"Try it on for a second"

"Nice."

Carol wore something like a net made of thin yarn on her head, and when she got all her hair there, she wore a slight rash.

I wonder what the internet was made of.

Thanks, it didn't look like a common yarn, it looked like a single piece of fiber like nylon.

Whale beard or something?

Nevertheless, when I tried on the rash, my forehead was strangely long and in good condition.

Since it drips to the eye area, Binocular is better at hiding.

Carol has a lot of original hair, so if her head volume did it would look big, but it would be acceptable.

"I see, you're thinking"

"You will. You will. See you tomorrow."

When is this going to happen?

"No, why me?"

"Because you're the only one here. Other people I know would say no..."

Is that right?

"Please, I hate that one day I'm going to be king of this country, but I've never had a decent look around the king's capital where I live"

Hmmm......

That's right, isn't it?

I don't know about that either.

"I can't help it."

More than half of the day is a hippo anyway.

"Whoa, get up. It's morning."

was woken up with a voice that

"Hmm...?

I'm kind of weak.

I feel my body craving more sleep.

"In the morning. Hmmm......"

I got my weak body out of bed.

...... hmm?

Looking out, it's still a little dark......

"You're waking me up too soon..."

Um... what was your errand today?

"My business starts at noon..."

Well, yesterday, you wanted to take Carol to the city.

"It's morning. Breakfast is starting. Come on, let's go."

How early do you wake up...

Grandma or something......

But unfortunately, Carol's eyes are sparkling and full of energy.

Let your consciousness ask you that there is no cloudiness at all and that no drowsiness will strike you until night.

You won't forgive me for wanting to sleep twice.

"I can't help it..."

"Okay."

When I went downstairs to the dining room, almost no one was there.

Though it does seem that meals are served.

It's not like this on weekdays, but the wake-up bell never rings on holidays, so it's normal to sleep like me.

"Oh, dear."

When I went to pick up the meal, my aunt greeted me.

"Morning."

Carol returned a clear greeting.

"... good morning"

"Double bread today, please."

Dude, from the morning......

"... because I'm always"

"Yogurt addition."

"You like yogurt."

It's good for your health.

Besides, the yogurt here tastes thick and tasty.

"I've heard it's good for preservation, but I've never heard it's good for health"

"It's good for your health, too."

It's salt butter when it comes to putting it on bread in this country, but if you look at the amount you're taking, you're likely to get high blood pressure.

I sweat in the cavalry, so I don't care if it's less of a problem.

"Yes, go ahead"

My aunt put a tray in both hands in front of me and Carol.

"Um, thanks"

"Hi."

When Carol and I put the tray down at the same table, I started eating with a puffy.

Carol eats more bread stained with butter.

What an appetite.

Think of it, this guy used to eat like a lady when he went into the dorm, too.

Eat bread with sesame and chopped butter.

One of these days, the size of a thousand slices of bread is getting huge, and I still don't exactly imitate hitting a bread that stays round, but how so-so it goes into such a small mouth. I'm throwing a chisel into my mouth at the size of

"All right, that's what we've eaten, and let's just say we're going"

said Carol, who was instantly finished eating.

"Ha ha. I haven't finished eating at all."

My body is weak and I'm eating meshi with my eyes patting.

"Ugh... right. Let's try to keep pace today."

"How in a hurry..."

"It's natural to rush for something to look forward to. I can't help it."

Are you so excited?

It's not like I'm going anywhere.

"Let's go."

When I washed my face and went back to my room, that's what I said.

"Right. Ok."

Carol is suddenly starting to lift her hair and put on yesterday's net.

"Here."

"Hmm?"

"Why are you going out of the dorm in disguise? If someone in the dorm saw me, they'd think I was bringing a brown-haired woman into my room."

"What... Oh, right. So, what do we do?"

"Why don't you just take your disguise and leave the dorm, change in a classroom you don't use or somewhere, and leave the college as it is?

"Right... right, okay. All right, let's do that."

Carol took out the bag.

The bag is of the finest skin, how it was pressed, with a dent in the shape of the royal family crest.

You're ranked differently from what to what. This guy.

"Use this."

I did the bag I brought when I was in the dorm.

…… Why? "

"If it had that grand royal crest in it, they'd think it was something they'd stolen by entering the royal castle."

In the first place, maybe he's wearing a seal on it with vigilance......

If it's embroidered, it's pressed anyway. I can't erase it.

"Is that what this is about? We'll do what you say here."

Carol started packing my bag with disguise gear.

I also packed my clothes.

Oh, I stuffed it in such a mess.

Don't you know that it will fold?

You're a lady.

You were a lady.

"All right, let's go"

"Right."

I left the dorm feeling anxious to go ahead.

"... uh-huh."

"What's up? Something wrong?

Carol, who came back from disguise, was a beauty who wasn't ashamed from me or anywhere I put her out.

But this is... hmm.

I don't know what else to do.

The clothes are too good......

It looked like a simple shirt and a skirt only outfit, but even for one shirt, a shiny cloth spun in silky thin yarn, with thin, fine embroidery that would have taken tremendous effort from it, was fully applied.

The skirt is like a flared skirt, but it also has a subtle embroidery of silver thread across the hem, and if you look at the fit and finish of the dimensions, I guess this was also tailored by a skilled craftsman for Carol.

That's a hobby outfit, but when it gets this far, I can't help but leave it in the heart of the Royal Castle.

It is like a jewel walking in clothes when it is served in the streets, etc.

But this can't even be called Carol's lack of preparation.

In Carol's position, it's going to be hard to get the clothes of ordinary people.

"Ma, for now, there's a store where I always buy clothes. Let's go there and get dressed."

It's right from the college, and the clothes store is near a separate mansion, and you can walk.

That place is safe, so you won't have to worry about getting attacked on the road.

"What, you can't do this?"

I'm surprised by the vegetables.

"Look at my clothes. It would be so different though."

Speaking of my outfits, they were like worn by my craftsman's son.

I've been careful since one of the kidnapping attempts, and I always have one in my dorm.

This isn't a bad garment either, but compared to Carol's, this is about as different as stone and diamond anymore.

"We're not going to a nightclub, so if we're going to the city of the common people, we need to get dressed like the common people."

"Oh yeah...... then show me around. In a place called the Clothes Store."

I knocked on the door of the clothes store with Don.

It's still early in the morning and the clothes store isn't open yet.

But I kept hitting him persistently.

Dong Dong Dong, Dong Dong Dong

"What the fuck! Oh, my God! It's not open yet!

Ugh, it's finally out.

If you want to open it, knock it with open (ah) kuma, the store door.

That's something I'll try.

What came out was still about twenty young men.

My son.

"Oh, my God, it's you"

My son looked at me and said:

I have bought clothes several times, so I am familiar with them.

"Oh, my God, I need you to take a look at this guy's clothes."

"Uh?

The bastard turned his attention to Carol.

He just saw it for a second, and his eyes nailed it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'm excited about something.

I approached Carol and looked at her shiatsu clothes as if she were trying to basket her body odor.

You seem surprised at how well your clothes are made.

"Fair enough, fair enough to get in!

I thought I could go a long way because it was before the store opened, but I didn't expect you to come in from the other side.

Oh, my God. What does that mean?

From this guy, does it feel like a guest brought Mona Lisa to the gallery?

"What is this guy?

Carol was kind of looking at the gardener's son with his garbage looking eyes.

The experience of being seen so indiscreetly must have never been born.

I know they're looking at your body, or at your clothes, but from Carol, it would be the same thing.

"I just like clothes. Forgive him."

"... do you?

"What can I do with it? Come on in."

Carol and I are both wearing short knives, and it can't be dangerous when we go into a clothes store.

You thought that too, Carol went inside the store.

When I followed, and I closed the door,

"This is Le Tasha haute couture for the royals... hey, can I touch that?

The bastard was still looking at Carol's clothes to lick around here.

Do you know where the clothes are just by looking at them?

I wonder if it's a famous brand or something.

"Don't touch me because I have contents."

Even if I touch my clothes, if there's anything in it, I'm a moron.

I was going to touch my clothes, not my body.

That excuse doesn't make sense.

"You, you mean me in there?"

I guess we should go through here.

"Look after your clothes first."

"I told you to look good... we can't afford such a change in clothes."

"You can wear clothes that look just like me."

"Oh no... I don't want to have it. They're not clothes you can wear because you want to."

You didn't say a word when I did.

That's not the same level of clothing I wore.

"We're going downtown today. It would be tough if I went with those clothes and met the chase. If you do it badly, you could be torn."

"No, I don't think so."

"That's why I've come to change my clothes. Just take a look."

"... Okay, I get it"

I went in the back.

"What the fuck? That man."

Apparently the type I've never met, and Carol looks a lot confused.

"I'm a clothesman, so I guess you like clothes. The clothes you wear are the kind of clothes that people in the middle class never get to see in their lifetime."

"Hmm...... Really?"

He's unconscious of that.

Does it feel like I brought the clothes I had at home appropriately?

"Well, I'm not trying to do this to you. Don't worry."

"Well, that sounds like it."

Slightly, my son is back.

"Can we do this?

And what I've been offering was clothes like this one's merchant daughter is wearing.

Subtly embroidered, but cheap, and the embroidered area is rubbed off.

Um, well, I guess this would be nice.

It looks like second-hand clothes.

"That's fine. That's the price, okay?

I took out about four pieces of silver coins and put them down.

"I'm fat every time"

"I had to open it before it opened. For that matter."

"You're gonna wear it on this occasion, aren't you?

"Of course, yes"

When I picked up and down, I pushed Carol.

"You just have to wear this."

said Carol, who received the clothes.

"Oh, put it on"

"Uh... so, where do you get dressed?

I have a fitting room in front of me.

Oh, well.

Have you never been to a clothes store with a fitting room like this?

Le Tasha and I know there's a fitting room in the store, but maybe Carol's case is that the craftsmen come out to Royal Castle and they're in a row.

"Get in there, curtain up, get dressed."

I pointed to the fitting room and said.

"What..."

Something seems to be going on.

"Wow, okay. That's how it works."

That's how it works.

Carol walked into the darn fitting room.

"And give me your hat."

If you look closely, his scallops are too hairy.

In Lower Town, a woman with such beautiful hair looks a little unusual because there are few women outside of the water business.

"Okay. By the way, take it down."

"You don't have to do this."

Even if I were to sell the clothes the princess wore like Imekra?

"I don't know... I don't know what road, I don't like the gold in the store... I get it. Take one of your hats."

The clothesman said pointing to a stand with a lot of hats hooked up.

I wonder which one.

When I was choosing, I heard the curtain rubbing shrubbed.

That's fast.

"... is this it?

Carol appears again and asks.

"... wouldn't that be nice?

Oh my gosh, compared to the woman I see in the city, I feel a little bit nasty with my spine overstretched...

The clothes I was wearing are falling at my feet.

"You're gonna take that clothes home... because it's gonna hurt, and I'm gonna fold it up."

... the lower heart is clear...

Well, can I forgive you for that?

The clothesman picked up the clothes that were on the floor of the fitting room and took them to his desk.

I haven't changed my underwear, and the clothes store doesn't look like a pervert, but rather has pure, sparkling eyes.

So they take the freshly stripped clothes that still have the temperature, but Carol doesn't seem to care more.

In the first place, you probably don't have that kind of perverse idea of preference.

Well, no, pick a hat.

"Look, how about this?"

I took the right hat from the stand and handed it to Carol.

"Yeah."

Wear a hat for sure.

I thought Katsura was probably getting bigger, so I gave her the guy, but apparently she's just fine.

When I saw the son of a clothesman, he slowly folded his clothes so as to spare him a goodbye from his lover.

This guy......

The moment I was finished, I just stuck my clothes in my bag.

"Ah..."

"Bye."

That's what I said, I pulled Carol's hand and left the store.

When I left Carol's bag with her personal clothes in the Howe family's separate residence, I took Carol and left.

It's finally the beginning of Carol's adventure.

"How are you feeling?

"Not bad... it doesn't seem to have dimensions and it's a little hard to move"

That's right, not what the guy who was born with nothing but bespoke said.

"All the common people are like that."

"Really?

"Oh. Not many people can wear new clothes. Especially a kid like us, because he'll grow up soon and his clothes won't fit. Home doesn't have to be new to kids' clothes every few years."

Now, I was wearing the old clothes Luke bought me until I was seven.

I can't help but buy new clothes for kids who make me farm. I guess there was a reason.

"Oh, is that what it is..."

"So, where do you want to go?

"I'd like to go over to the Glades if possible"

…………

"... Speaking of which, what did the Glades say yesterday?"

There are more or less two places in the Wang capital where poor people live, even if it's not even a slum.

North West Side and South West Side.

The northwest and southwest districts are far from the bridge and around Wangcheng Island, the two largest economic centers of Wangdu.

And the traffic is so bad.

The only way to cross the river in the Wang capital is to cross the eastern bridge for ordinary people who do not have permission to enter the Royal Castle Island, but these two districts are the furthest from the bridge, even in the Wang capital.

In other words, these two districts are, so to speak, economically abandoned lands.

So development is lagging behind economically and the bumps are gathering.

However, the south side is slightly safer than the north side.

On the northern outskirts of the city, lean land is just spreading, with little work to do, but not on the southern side.

Whether it's because of the river flow, this one has a stretch of dry pasture area and somewhat of a working mouth in relation to grazing.

As a result, security is also slightly better than in the north.

All I know is it was on the south side, and the waterwheel cabin I had was ahead of me through the district.

"I don't know all the ghettos either, but if it's what I know, I'll show you around."