Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Yesterday's field was amazing.

I was bonking in the workshop as usual. [M]

Was that Mr. Alf's magic?

But he was pretty surprised, too.

That potato was pretty good when I tried it.

Cut into easy-to-eat sizes and stay in the soup, or crushed, pasted and seasoned with salt.

Maybe Rita had better arms than Imo had been delicious.

With that in mind, I headed to the workbench.

Because I want to clean up yesterday's share today.

Grrr.

Goton

Cancún Cancún

Beep.

Grrr.

Goton

Cancún Cancún

Beep. Beep.

I've noticed lately that working temporarily is efficient and not too tiresome.

I'm sure there will be just the right time.

That's how the work was going, the entrance door opened.

It's Mr. Alf.

You look a little blue.

"Just hide it for a second."

"Mr. Alf, something's happened"

"Shh."

When I held my mouth, I heard a far-sighted voice.

"Alhu, where have you been? - I bought cute underwear because of it, look at it. Oh, do you want to see where you're actually wearing it instead of just looking at it this way? I really can't help it - you General Muzzli!

I turned away with such a loud voice.

Wouldn't that embarrass you?

"Mr. Alf, shouldn't I say Gatsun once?

"If it's going to heal with your mouth, you've grown up six months ago.

That's what made me look like I was immersed in despair.

I'm sorry, Mr. Alf, for making you sad.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Alf is a man, isn't he?

I waved to change the air.

"Well, you are.

"How can you be so strong when you're a human race?

"Hmm, that's gonna be a long story, huh?

Good, I'm getting a little better.

"Demon King, let me hear it too.

"Mireia, come out somewhere.

Why did you come out under my desk?

I didn't realize how long you've been there.

"Demon King, please tell us about that legend.

"It's not such a big story.

"I'd like to hear it, too, Mr. Alf.

"Well, I don't mind talking.

That's how Mr. Alf told me to remember.

But that wasn't such an easy story to ask.