Demon Lord Wants to Laze

It's date day with my daughter.

Hmm, that sounds good.

It's date day with my daughter.

Yeah, good stuff no matter how many times I repeat it.

Such a wonderful day is beginning.

I'm on my breakfast break now.

Sylvia and Mireia going out together today are playing, Glenn looks a little sleepy, Ashley puts Moko on her lap, Elena drinks tea, and Rita spends her time removing fleas from the colo.

Sylvia hadn't decided where she was going today at yesterday's stage.

So if I hadn't made up my mind today, I would have taken you to a beautiful water field and a plateau.

"Grandma, we're going to the field today.

"A field, is that good for a field there?

"It's okay, Nanny wants it.

"Uh, no, you said it was time to have potatoes or something.

Until I was given a lord's (laughing) job, I managed the fields and harvested them with my own hands.

Exactly. I haven't been able to get around to myself lately, and I've had people in the city replace me on the condition of half the harvest.

Even half of it is harvested.

Farming in this forest destroys previous common sense.

I can pick an amount like an asshole, and the very difference in growth speed.

The potatoes can also be planted and then harvested in a month.

When the flowers blossomed about half a moon after seed imo was planted, you had a strange voice.

The other crops are the same and grow several times faster than usual, so this forest is crazy.

You say "Toyota Forest," but you have limits.

"Ashley, how can crops grow so much in this forest?

"What, you were doing it without knowing? It's a preliminary story for something that deals with witchcraft... and you didn't know it. Were you doing it?

"... irah."

"Um, I'll explain it in a pickle. The product set of lana and mana was determined by two operations with uniform properties: a group of alpha and a sum set in a reverse-phase relationship with a group of beta."

"Okay, I was bad. You can take a lot out of this forest, wow! Fine.

"This story, from me, is understandable even if you fall asleep, hey, was it still too difficult for people? But it's okay, if I know. Because I will support the part of the alf that I cannot do. That's the healthy side of me. Okay? This brain-field hippo superman!

I shaked Ashley's head back and forth just for the frustration.

Yah-yah! I'm talking about getting all hairy. I'm talking about getting all set up. I don't know.

"Disturbed hair, yeah. Disturbed hair? Sure, that's like hearing you catch a manhood, too. What the hell difference does that make to a bossy head...

Elena, because I'm scared of you talking to yourself these days.

Because it's so creepy to narrow your eyes and say bossy.

And stop saying, "Just a little bit, you're drunk" after you've recently opened the liquor bottle scattered.

Besides, how can you hate it when you're flirting over here?

Strangely enough, you can't drink a glass at the lower door. Hit me?

Then a while later I headed to the field.

In addition to Sylvia and Mireia, Glenn was also to participate.

He wants to see the field once.

I haven't seen it here lately either, so I'm curious.

They build fields about fifteen minutes walk from the house.

Because we chose a good place near the forest lake and around the sun.

I reached the field and was stunned.

No, I was just asking for it and it's well maintained, not taken care of.

The problem is the crops.

What happened before I saw it for a while...

This is good with tomatoes, right?

It's about the size of a cabbage.

Besides, even though it has that huge fruit, the seedlings are stretched straight out just to say they deserve it.

Is that cucumber over here?

There's enough for the kid to sit and play, isn't there?

In fact, Sylvia rides.

And I don't have the season or the shit I feel from the crop.

They are all fruitful as they please and enjoy the spring of my world.

Glenn, open your eyes.

"Big! What, you've never seen anything like this before?

Says.

I feel exactly the same way.

Mireia looked around,

"It's sunny here, and it's ventilated, so you're going to grow up a lot, aren't you?

What are you saying?

Mireia doesn't really respond well to strange events.

But the city guy who asked me to replace him would be burning his hands at this.

It's a different kind of heavy labor just to harvest.

I might have to give you a few more thoughts about the request...

So everyone just tried to pull out the potatoes.

"Grandma, I can't take this!

Uh, I knew you would.

I honestly don't want to imagine it in the ground though.

"Mr. Alf, what's going on with this?!

That's probably the most I want to hear right now.

"Demon King, this mandragola is tough!

It's the potato stem that's holding in that hand, though.

If it was Mandragola in the first place, I guess I shouldn't fall out.

"Then let's all pull together, let's go!

I pulled it out on my signal.

We all get buttcakes together because we're out of pants.

Potatoes there? There was something like that.

Something about the size of a human head, with a slack.

Even though I know it's food, this size is creepy.

I already rant when I think I'm taking this home.

"Old man, obnoxious! Nasty obnoxious!

That's how Sylvia beats potatoes with joy.

"Is it a new breed that pulled through but didn't scream?

Right, well, if there was a scream, it would have been wiped out, so I'm glad you didn't hear me.

Oh, Mandragola says boiling in hot water adds magic?

Yeah, maybe if I boiled this, it'd taste like magic.

From then on, we carried as much as we could all carry.

Although it helps that it's not that heavy compared to what it looks like.

"Grandma, dating is fun!

Sylvia seems to have enjoyed it.

Probably not like a date.

Rita greeted me with a subtle smile when I brought it home.

As for the side of cooking, it would be difficult to handle messy ingredients.

Even so, he threw a round about the treatment of giant imos.