Bijo to Kenja to Majin no Ken

A sea of books, deep in the labyrinth known as the abyss...

At the center of that library, which kept quiet, there was a figure surrounded by a bluish light.

The magical lights on the surrounding bookshelves only illuminate the scene to a thin, dark (slight) degree.

But with that slight light, her (...) hair shined brightly like the sea of a brilliant night in the moonlight.

Yet, as you would say, it came from a blue jewel (sapphire) - full of beauty and evil that doesn't seem like it belongs in this world, that would confuse people somewhere.

When she stood up, the light that wrapped her up to the motion also shook.

And follow her steps loosely - the phosphor creates a band of light.

With the lowest level of the labyrinth of the abyss, Lene spends most of the day in this library.

It's a seemingly lazy life - but she had this library and the important role of guarding (...) the place behind the library.

Nevertheless, everyday life is also a day of thinking about how to deal with extra time.

Fortunately, it is an essential part of the book to be read. Anyway, there are so many piles of books here that she can't even grasp.

Lene removed the cylindrical container from the shelf when she placed the book in her hand on her desk.

When the lid of the container is removed, a refreshing fragrance spreads around the area.

That is the scent that drifts from the tea leaves she prefers (...).

Once Lene ascertained the smell satisfactorily, he removed another white pot that looked like a ceramic.

And when she can magic into that pot - strangely, there happens to be clear water gushing up in the pot. It's like a little fountain in a pot.

Apparently the pot in her hand was like a special delicacy that passed through magic.

When Rene puts a pot with water over the stone slab, she goes straight back to the couch and drops her hips.

Then the magical light rose from the intricate text written on the stone slab.

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Boil the water...

In fact, it is at this moment that Lene, who prefers tea, finds it most annoying.

Because she can't use the magic of fire attributes. That's because her own attribute is the water attribute, which is the opposite of the fire attribute.

Assuming the magic of the fire attribute could be used, it would be possible in an instant to lead the water to a boil.

But Raine, who can't do it, relies on magic tools (magic items) to do nothing but boil water.

Although the magic pot she had in her hand seemed just ceramic at first glance, it was a substitute for boiling water when placed on a pair of stone slabs.

Of course, even if I say boil the water with magic tools, there exists a waiting time for it to boil. How annoying is the dozens of seconds of waiting until you hear the boiling noise.

However, because of this annoying time, the hobby of enjoying tea may persist.

Whatever you want (...) to get (...) into (...), etc. - because you can't stir up any obsession.

After a while the pot of water began to make a bumpy, boiling noise.

If you use water immediately after boiling tea, the scent will drop. To make sure the water was boiling enough, she poured water into another pot that had been pre-heated.

I have a pinch of my favorite tea leaves in the pot.

Time to cover and steam the tea leaves is the time she feels most blissful.

The aroma of tea that begins to drift around her brings peace to her heart.

The time to steam the tea leaves is a little longer. Because to brew my favorite milk tea deliciously, you need to add an unbeatable fragrance to the milk.

When Lene poured tea from pot to cup, she took the cup and enjoyed the fragrance once.

Then pour the remaining milk at room temperature into the cup you placed on your desk.

I can't use warmed milk. Because it erases the aroma of tea brewed in the corners.

Mouth on the mixed tea, the aroma and sweetness wrap around the tongue as soon as possible.

The fragrance through the nasal cavity always gave me satisfaction.

And, uh, wouldn't all the milk tea have any art - and I thought about something unusual for her.

I love the smell of tea, but Lene doesn't drink very straight tea.

That would be one of the big reasons she's a sweetheart. Drinking it as a basic milk tea was how she enjoyed her classic tea.

But she looked a little out of the ordinary that day.

Nevertheless, whether or not to drink straight - when I thought so, the fruit placed on the counter next to the wall plundered my vision.

"To lemon tea?"

As she moves her hand to take up the lemon and stroke it, as soon as she does, the lemon slices at equal intervals and spreads over the plate.

Lene picked up one sliced lemon from it and sank it into a cup and poured tea in it again.

After a sip - a completely unusual, sour aroma spreads through my mouth.

Well, would it have been so delicious -?

That seemed like an unexpected discovery.

But this is a delightful miscalculation.

When Lene smiled niggardly, he brought the lemon tea closer to his mouth.

Lene is a demon (...).

However, she has no special feelings for herself being a demon.

With so much magic, she is proud of her outstanding abilities, even among demons.

In fact, those who challenge her to fight like that hardly ever existed looking for the past.

Whatever she's been through, she's been through countless fights. However, many of their opponents are demons (monsters) and barbarians, and they will never kill anyone in this world (Florence) without being paranoid.

In that sense, the demon named Lene was a demon with an extremely warm personality.

But on the other hand, she doesn't deny that she can solve things in a struggle.

Put your hands down yourself if necessary, and in some cases destroy your opponent with the phantom magic you are good at.

Either way, the moment you decide to fight Lene, your opponent's defeat is determined. The only thing that exists after that is the event of how the other person loses.

- No, in retrospect, in the past, not so far away, there was someone who soiled Lene.

When I think of that person, she smiles unintentionally.

When Lene took her preferred book from a nearby bookcase, she started reading it so that she could sleep on her favorite couch.

Books in the library are enormous.

I have never counted exactly how many books are fitted with Lene.

Until now she had also read quite a few books.

But will the day come when I will cut my eyes on all the books that are here?

When I'm enjoying the book with that in mind, I feel somewhat drowsy and have a small abduction.

In the depths of this labyrinth, there is nothing that anyone sees. But she put her hand on her mouth, reflexively.

Phew - I guess I'm a little tired. Looks like you should rest early.

When she thinks so, she closes the book and moves from the library to the bedroom.

Lene goes into the bedroom. No, no, one after the other, she strips off her clothes.

The stripped clothes, strangely enough, disappear before they land on the ground.

Apparently, she's been sucked into the asset (inventory) where she's storing her gear.

When Lene took off her dress with a deep slit, she looked remarkable in her underwear.

And then at the next moment, I didn't hesitate, and then my underwear peeled off.

Then a brilliantly even, beautiful limb appeared.

She falls straight into a soft bed when she wraps a seductive (frightening) curve around a white sheet.

I don't feel a little tired lately. I'm sure it's more painful than before.

- Speaking of hard work, what's wrong with that guy who hasn't shown up for a while (...)?

Selfish and impolite - a man like a chunk of evil.

The years I lived are much shorter than Lene's, and even if I fought, I couldn't be a threat.

But I think I'm going to accomplish something that doesn't have a clap somewhere, Lene's thoughtful (...) Rina (...) doesn't (...) man...

When Lene smiles small and bitter, she disappears from her head the figure of the man she thinks of.

- This is not exactly the cause of the struggle.

With that in mind, she quietly entrusted herself to the world of sleep.

When did you notice the night was so bright -?

Kay looks at the window as she lays in bed and looks at the stars floating in the dark and thinks so.

I must have slept on the floor once, but apparently I woke up.

There is no light on the earth at this hour. The only thing that illuminates the world is the brilliance of the moon and the stars.

Kay stayed quiet and kept looking at the stars.

But even after a while, there are no signs that the sun will rise.

In a quiet night, the moment I felt like I was sleeping again...

Kay noticed that something was foolish (...) but behind her back.

――

Look back at the body facing the window at once.

Then in the darkness of the room, I saw a shaken figure.

"Who -!"

When Kay raised her voice of vigilance, she woke up and stood up.

It's going to take my eyes a while to get used to the darkness because I was watching the bright stars.

But he has a special ability (...). The ability to know the status (status) of an opponent, whether it's in the dark or not.

Kay stares (...) at what moves in front of him in an attempt to ascertain who the shadow is.

However, the moment he tried to read the status, he accidentally retreated to the appearance of the person who appeared nuzzled.

"-!? Nooooooo!!

Kay flips backwards because of his retreat on the bed.

Even though he endured the pain of falling out of bed, he stood up immediately.

"Les, rene!? No, no way!?

――――

It was Lene, the demon who was supposed to be in the labyrinth of the abyss, who appeared out of the darkness to melt.

Blue hair, blue dress with open chest - no matter where you look from, it's Kay's knowing girlfriend.

But at least Kay's well-informed girlfriend doesn't unnecessarily get out of the labyrinth of the abyss and stretch her legs all the way here (Ferim).

"Duh, what's wrong?

Why are you here? "

Hitting the simple question, Lene unexpectedly showed hesitation to open her mouth.

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Nothing...

It's just a lost cause. "

"Ha!? Hey, it's nothing."

Kay, who did not predict such an answer, accidentally returns such reactions as incomprehensibility.

"- Then we decide to go home."

"Wait.

I surprised you in the middle of the night, but you want to talk about something, don't you?

"None"

Kay smiled unwittingly at the words he returned with an instant answer.

Nevertheless, I cannot accept this as I have said.

Somehow the beautiful woman in front of me lives far from being honest (...).

"- Well, okay.

But on the contrary, I have something to tell you.

Shall we go outside for a moment? "

Kay said so and smiled, luring Lene out of the room.