Tipsy
Author’s note: Demon King’s point of view.Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com
「Uwah. Sniffle! Hic!」
「Uih-hih-hih-hih!」
Felmina-chan who has broken down crying and sniffling while slumped on the ground, and Shiro-chan who is staring into space while laughing eerily. It’s chaos. Just how was it again that things turned out like this?
The beginning of this, ah yes, this all began when I went to Dustin’s place to snatch some top grade wine. I called out to Shiro-chan saying “Let’s have a pajama party!”, and dragged in Felmina-chan while at it to begin a modest little drinking party. Umm, yeah. I want to ask myself why I wanted to let Shiro-chan drink or why I have a death wish. It’s all Dustin’s fault for secretly hoarding some good wine. It’s also the case that I wanted to watch over Felmina-chan to make sure that she doesn’t do anything stupid though.
「Uwahh. What can I do-o-o? Just what can I do-o-o? Just what did I do to deserve this-s-s?」
She ended up in this condition merely after draining the first cup. While she hangs her head, I can almost see a heavy black shadow looming behind her.
Yup. This is the pattern where after having to do all sorts of things serving under Shiro-chan, she’s learnt all too much about the dark art of diplomacy. In addition, it seems she’s gotten stuck in a blind alley because she also knows just how strong Shiro-chan is, so even if she wants to do something there’s nothing she can do. Under the influence of being drunk, she’s muttering her problems in front of the person herself. You sure have it rough huh.
Then, the main culprit behind all that, has for a while been taking out from another dimension something that couldn’t be televised to families without using a censorship mosaic, tossing them into her mouth, then munching them. Wow, just what is that I wonder. Currently there is huge alarm ringing in my head, saying that it’s dangerous to touch Shiro-chan right now. I am rather curious as to what she is actually eating, but if worry about it then I’ve lost. If I’ve lost then in the worst case my life might as well be over.
We’re supposed to be drinking some nice top grade wine here, but I can’t enjoy the taste at all! There’s Felmina-chan who might sink actually sink into the ground if left alone, and then there’s Shiro-chan who in her current state has transformed into the greatest living threat to this planet. It sure is strange. I had imagined a “pajama party” being more about having fun squeals and giggles though. How did it turn out like this? Also, will I live to see the sun rise tomorrow...?
pope「My wine......」