Suspiciously Experienced Regressor

Chapter 222

Suspiciously Experienced Regressor

Like a regressor, I will return anyway, so I tried to quit this episode as if I was throwing it away. But something is strange.

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Chapter 222 – Honeymoon With the Devil #04

After a marathon meeting that lasted for 4 hours, I finally got out of the meeting and returned to Mephisto’s newlyweds’ house.

“Ah… I really feel like dying… I’m tired… “
“Are you okay, Master? Would you like me to rub your shoulders?”

As I slumped back in my chair and looked distraught, Al’Miraj massaged my entire body with gentle touches and cheered me up.
Even so, the reading of the meeting remained unresolved. It must be because of the contents of that crazy meeting.

‘What the hell was it? The meeting…’

-“Then, this is how we deal with the issue… “-
-“Indeed! Wise judgment, Duke Artin Ludwig! Thanks to the Duke’s infinite wisdom, this country will be able to enjoy peace and prosperity!”-
– “Ahaha, as expected Satanachia, you only say things that please Jim! Our Artin is the best man!”-

From the beginning, Mephisto, who had been arguing that whatever I said, was within the scope of understanding.

However, at first, the goat-headed devil explained to me how important the agenda of the meeting was and how carefully I would choose which choice to make, but as the devil with the head of the goat gradually began to taste it, the meeting began to taste less and less. Started to go

The climax of the runaway came after the crow-headed demon, who was trying to navigate the meeting in the middle, was speechless. The devil, who was probably a high nobleman, lost his voice his, so no one could speak out about this meeting.

Did the beauties who ruined the country in the distant past feel like this? Even if I judge and act as rationally as possible, the situation is full of madness that goes crazy around me.

“Isn’t that probably because Satanachia-sama also fell in love with Master?”
“…What?”

Al’Miraj, who had been holding onto the opposite sex with me at the previous meeting, suddenly started to say crazy things.

“Al’Miraj, that kind of joke isn’t funny. In the first place, is that devil a woman? He looked like a seasoned old politician to me, didn’t he?”
“What disrespect is that, Master! Satanachia-sama is the next best woman in Mephisto-kun after Mephistopheles! He was called the iron-blooded chancellor who had silently supported Mephisto and led the country for thousands of years!”

The iron-blooded chancellor, when I saw him, he looked like a half-fanatic. First of all, he said it’s a goat.

“If you put it like that, do you think that if Unicor-sama or I return to our true self, we can tell if Master is a man or a woman? Maybe you won’t recognize me?”
“Uh…? Is that so?”
“That’s what racial differences are. It’s usually very difficult to tell the sexes of different races unless you have specialized knowledge. If Satanachia-sama transforms into a human, she might be so beautiful that Master will fall in love with her!”

Hearing that made me feel a little more distant. Have I touched women of other races too recklessly?

“Ah, why don’t you bring Satanachia-sama into the harem too? If that happens, he will surely become a great helper, and he may be of great help to Master! Even Satana Chia lost her husband about 300 years ago, so she won’t have a mate!”
“…What?”
“But don’t worry too much! The original marriage must have been an arranged marriage, so the real first love is probably Master? I’m sure Satanachia-sama’s children will bless your marriage!”

I couldn’t put up with any more mad bullshit, and tugged at Al’Miraj’s soft cheeks.

“Hurt! Sick! Why are you torturing me, Master!? After all, isn’t that a virgin, isn’t that a problem?! After all, Master has a unicorn-like side, and he won’t touch a woman who isn’t a virgin…!”
“Please stop talking nonsense! Because you’re going to die of dizziness!”
“Hee hee, okay. Do you know that Master definitely has a taste for bullying? To the devil, that is also a charm point.”

When I complained of a headache, Al’Miraj, as if everything he had said was a joke, sat down next to me, crossed his arms, and began to flirt.

In the past, I would have fed Al’Miraz at least with honey chestnuts, but remembering my oath to be kind to my lovers, I decided to pet Al’Miraz instead.

While leisurely watching Mephisto busy making something in the kitchen.

“Hey Mephisto, is there anything I can help you with?”
“No Artin! I’ll do everything, so Artin waits patiently there! Got it?!”
“Ah Okay.”

Mephisto seemed too busy, so I asked if I could help, but I had no choice but to sit quietly and wait at Mephisto’s determined words of his. Mephisto’s cooking.

‘To be able to eat that dish again… ‘

Immediately after the meeting ended, I tried to return to the human world immediately because of the meeting, which lasted longer than expected.

– “Bar, you want to go right back? Why don’t you go and eat some rice? Huh? I’ll make it into Artin’s favorite food! Please…”-

Mephisto’s earnest voice was enough to hold me back.
How can I say no to Mephisto, who is so devoted to my bucket list and nothing else?

“By the way, what the hell is Mephisto making?”
“Well, I just heard you make my favorite food…”

To be honest, I don’t expect much considering the monstrous food.
However, if you see Mephisto, who is so busy cooking with all his heart his, you will have to eat all of them considering his sincerity his.
Isn’t that the duty of a friend and lover?

‘Burn your heart, make up your mind and go beyond your limits. Artin!’

Shortly after applying powerful self-hypnosis to myself, Mephisto finally finished his busy movements and came towards us.

“Ruler! It’s done! Try it, Artin!”
“…This?”

Mephisto, who put down the dishes with a face full of confidence, was surprised to see the contents of the bowl, which he felt anxious about because his expression was no different from that of breakfast.

“It’s a sandwich… Isn’t it?”
“Whoa, how are you? It’s a masterpiece of my conversion! Did you make it well?”

It was definitely surprising. Unlike something that couldn’t be called a dish earlier, the sandwich in front of me didn’t scream, wriggle, or attack me.
A very plain sandwich with ham, vegetables, eggs and ketchup. I was amazed.

“…And it’s delicious. It’s really delicious, isn’t it?”
“Hehe… Isn’t it the best? Is it delicious? Do you think you will fall for me again? Yes?”

At Mephisto’s urging, I nodded without hesitation. There was no doubt that it was a dish worthy of overflowing confidence, except for one thing.

‘Why a sandwich…?’

I don’t like sandwiches. No, I hate it after all.
I ate the sandwich Agnes made before, and you can say it’s nonsense, but I haven’t been a fan of sandwiches since I lived in real life.

To put it bluntly, if I had to pay for a sandwich, I would prefer to spend a little more money and buy a hearty bowl of soup, or lightly fill up with cup noodles at a convenience store. What kind of meal did the bread become?

Besides, I don’t know why, but to me, sandwiches were a strangely sad food. So it was a big thing that I avoided even more.

‘Did you want to make Agnes’ sandwich after seeing her deliciously eating it…?’

When I thought that maybe it was Mephisto, somehow I was convinced at once. Certainly, I ate a very delicious sandwich back then.

“Here, open this too, Artin! This is a present prepared for you!”
“Yes? A sudden gift?”

While enjoying the sandwich, Mephisto held out a small box to me.
The box might have been wrapped by Mephisto himself, but the ribbon was tied in a clumsy way.

“What is this? What day is it today?”
“Hehe, if you solve it right away, you’ll know, right? Unlock it right now and check it out!”

When I made a puzzled expression while holding the gift box, Mephisto smiled brightly and rested his chin on her table while waiting for me to open the gift.

‘Ah, is it like the surprise box from before? When I open the box, something like magic explodes inside?’

In the third playthrough, Mephisto liked to play pranks on me.
Sometimes, in Violet’s name his, he sent me a surprise box as if it were a gift, and I laughed out loud watching him in surprise.

‘Hmm, since they made delicious sandwiches, it’d be nice to get beaten up here, right?’

To Mephisto’s amusement, I slowly unwrapped the gift, pretending to wonder what was inside.

‘Now, the moment I untie the ribbon and open it, another strange magic…!’
“…?”

I was nervous about preparing for the magic, but when I saw the contents of the box, my tension went to zero.

“Earring…?”

What was in the box was a small earring.
It’s not a beautiful earring as if it were made by an artisan, but a sloppy earring that feels like it was made by Mephisto himself.
When he took out the earring and made a puzzled expression, Mephisto spread his arms wide with a satisfied smile as if he had waited for this kind of reaction.

“It’s a bit late, but happy birthday Artin! The gift is earrings I made myself! How is it? Aren’t you happy!?”
“…Uh?”

At the sudden celebration, I looked at Mephisto with a dumbfounded expression.
Al’Miraj, who had been watching me and Mephisto happily, turned to me with a bewildered expression.

“S, Master? Wasn’t Master’s birthday a holiday in winter?! It’s a birthday all of a sudden, did I get it wrong?!”

Not. Obviously, ‘my’ birthday is winter, and it is also an anniversary called a holiday in the Northern Church.
But in fact, to be precise, it is the birthday of ‘Artin Ludwig’. The birthday of ‘I’ in this world.

…’Yang Hee-min’s birthday was in the middle of April, when spring was in full bloom. April 20, the day I arrived at the orphanage for the first time. A few weeks have passed by the time here.

“You always wanted to celebrate your birthday, right? So I just wanted to congratulate you for the first time. Do you like it?”

Mephisto surely remembered ‘my’ birthday, which even I forgot and didn’t pay attention to. And belatedly, he prepared a small birthday party for me.

“…Master? Are you crying right now?!”
“Ugh, I’m so happy, yes Al ‘Miraj. I’m so happy…”

Unable to control the rising emotions, tears began to flow from my eyes involuntarily.

I couldn’t help but be happy. I didn’t know that being celebrated for the first time in my life was such a joy.

Suspiciously Experienced Regressor

Like a regressor, I will return anyway, so I tried to quit this episode as if I was throwing it away. But something is strange.

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