An Unemployed Small-Town Girl Pulled Out The Enchanted Sword: She Can't Become The Hero, So She

"Shall I decorate with flowers?"

"Oh, Master Merle, it's rare. What's the sudden matter?

Merle, who was having his hair combed in front of the mirror table, said so as he suddenly had in mind.

I never said that before.

Sometimes earlier, Merle felt a shade in his chest as he suddenly seemed to have returned from the Demon King to the girl.

"Somehow. Sometimes I think I'll do something girly. Doesn't it?

"That's not true! 'Cause look! Master Merle is so cute!

Merle in the mirror. It's the face of a girl who hasn't grown up yet with glossy black hair.

White skin and round, large eyes that are against dark hair.

She's an adorable girl to the extent that it's not strange for a man to tell her.

Lucille combed her hair to look as delicate and beautiful as the other lady.

"Thank you. I'm not used to being told, so don't lighten me up."

I blush my cheeks and laugh embarrassingly. The figure remained an innocent girl, and Lucille was filled with honor.

"Dear Merle, it's too cute, let's hold it"

Lucille, my heart is leaking.

"Oh, you shouldn't! Even though it's not even night ♡ Because of this, I'm going to buy flowers that I think look good on Merle"

"Thank you. Well, I'll look for a vase from the storeroom."

I couldn't hold my high feelings, and I held the brunette girl from behind, who was glossed back by being combed.

Lucille left satisfied as she put the scent of Merle across her chest with her face against her ear.

There were monsters, demons and humans in the town.

The capital, which has become an unprecedented population density, comes and goes with a wide variety of organisms just a short walk away.

Because you are a Demon, there is no dispute because you are a monster.

Everyone was working together to make up for what was missing and make up for life.

"I wonder what kind of flowers would suit Merle."

Fly downtown on a low altitude flight and look around the florist.

Because you are the Demon King, do you want a powerful flower that matches it, or do you want it to be a poor flower like a girl, or do you want it to be a flower with love words like a lover?

I grabbed several flowers and smelled the scent, worried about what they were going to be.

Lucille bought the flower that this was it while sometimes the florist taught her flower words.

"It's unusual for Sacubas to buy flowers, is it to the Demon King?

"Yes, I've never sent flowers to anyone before. Dear Merle, will you like it..."

"It's okay. No woman is happy to get flowers. Especially if it's from a lover."

The clerk laughed at Lucille as she packaged the bouquet of flowers.

The flower I'm wrapping now is a bouquet of white roses combined with red roses.

The red rose is' I Love You '

The white rose is' I deserve you '

I had such flower words.

The white rose looked like a girl, and the red rose felt like a demon king and had both sides combined.

Lucille and the others had never spoken of being socialized yet, but the clerk seemed to have guessed from Lucille's condition because she was also a woman, and she winked and showed it.

Receiving a bouquet of flowers, Lucille tried to give money, but the clerk didn't try to take it.

"Thank you for your help. Please, be happy."

"Thanks"

Putting a bouquet of flowers over my nose smelled like roses.

Lucille, who smiles to please her opponent, was also the girl herself in love.