Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

"I remember all..."

The words sounded nasty.

A little after a storm named Astarte left this canyon.

Work is under way to keep Rex sending tons of demon bodies somewhere.

Is it because it's a long reunion, because you got help, or... mixed memories? Still, the two of Sten and Veroche had a blurry view of Yulika, who was happily hugged by Shanor and cried.

"... strange, it feels -"

"Am I?"

If Sten looks at Veroche, she remains gazing at Shanor and Yuleeka's twilight. But why not? You're supposed to be staring at Yurika, who should have hated you so much, but her mouth is so calm.

"I have two memories... What do you mean? All this, I felt bad... and I had a warm memory of spending time with Grandpa. Wheels, and memories of being cared for as a sister by her, who was supposed to be hostile by calling her.... Well, I hate it either way."

"Hey."

"... but I hate it, but I don't hate it -... Why not? Which enemy did you think you were going to kill... you said you were becoming a annoying sister... and the surroundings were quite different... that's Grandpa... My anger was like this... I can't believe it..."

Knock gently at the stone where you were rolling. By the way, roll over, but the stone never causes anything to happen. He also said he could pierce the defenseless Yurica's back at third space speed now.

"I remember it right -. The certainty I had with Yurica, all, all. But... I remember spending time with you. Misunderstood, because it was just... He's an asshole, me too... and that pompous fallen angel..."

Huh, and a laugh of self-derision. Why does Veroche look so good on his face, he slowly turned to Sten.

"... all of it, Sten did it for me"

"No, I wonder which. Yurica was desperate, and without Mr. Veroche's magic, I couldn't have founded it, and I couldn't have achieved it without a burger shop. And in the past, Shanor and the others were desperate."

"... weird and humble. Going in the past, I can't believe Sten didn't say anything... I'm sure by now... it could have been broken already"

"Mmm."

Sten turned his eyes to the sky.

The same dark sky tells us that we are back in the Underground Empire. Maybe the Devil's Continent was somewhat more decent just because there was a star blink.

"Shanoar...... I was wondering if I could see you anymore......!!

"Come on, Shanoar. You must be my brother. Maybe I won't see her again. At all, if Sten's here, you can call me."

"Heh...? Oh, that? Is that it? Well, why... me, because... but..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

The conversation between Shanor and Yurika seems peaceful.

Sten has no memory of the world "after it was rewritten". I have all the memories I have followed from the beginning. That's why I'm surprised Shanor is here, and it's fresh that Veroche owns two memories.

If this is the dub of memory the goddess was talking about.

I didn't have to get interference because I'm a person named Veroche, so I guess not. Yurika also seems to have some confusion in her memory.

"Didn't you break it?

"Huh?"

"After all those trials, you're still standing on both feet. It was only too late or too soon that I noticed my differences with Yurica. I happen to have found a way to make it quick.... that's all."

"... if that's what it looks like to Sten... maybe it really was... but-"

"But?"

"All darkness vanished in an instant from before me, when my sight was all dark and I was alone in my hand exploration. He's the one who wiped me out... so... so..."

Amethyst-colored eyes, shaking. That's not upsetting. Something just flooded my eyes and moistened my eyes, and because of it, her face, which is now weak, looks particularly weaker. Still, the weakness is not the wrong weakness.

"... thank you, thank you...... Like this... I can't repay you... thank you... I love you... my family... I... I..."

I've lived alone.

Inhibit interference from anyone.

Still, starve for your own people.

I didn't know my grandfather. I didn't know my sister. I didn't know my family.

So the Veroche Vie Atmosphere.

Veroche Vie Atmosphere is.

Loved unconditionally like this, admired by the demons around me, the straight living "memory" was irresistibly loving.

It was warm. I was happy.

Fifteen years, come alive.

Because the first gift I received is a happy fifteen years and a future where I must be smiling.

"So... so... thanks... sten..."

"Ah, ha. Hey, I don't know. If fifteen years is going to be a gift, then there's always one."

Phew, and I re-took charge of the ghost killing.

If you look around, the best ending that fits round.

If so, this is, yes.

"Romance, what is it?"

Rarely did Sten have a calm grin from his heart.

"Well, in honor of our reunion with our best friends...... cheers!!

"Uh-huh."

"Kanpah!!

"Kanpai"

"Or cheers! Are you sure? They even invited me...!!

A large round table, surrounded by five people. All the dishes that could be arranged seemed warm and delicious, and all five were desperate to prevent drops spilling from the mixed liquor from falling on top of the dish.

In the upper seat, Shanoir and Sten. Veroche and Yulica sit on both sides of it, with Rex sitting at the front of the two men.

Oh, my God, the Atmosphere family table was a shabbub.

Sten remembers the shock when he was led to the Shanoir house as he poured poppy liquor all the way down his throat. A good old Japanese-style house, surrounded by hedges. Sten also leaked his voice, "You're lying, dude," unexpectedly when the plaque that was lowering said 'Later Huh'.

The carpet and shabu table laid in the large living room of the house where he took off his shoes and took off his waste and went up. It was a banquet today, and I was stunned by the tense Shanor, but I shrugged my shoulder that it was too much.

The living room with a luxurious chandelier that doesn't fit the seating table is quite spacious, even if it sits for five. That's enough because it was so comfortable.

"Ah, Sten. That's what I made."

"Seriously? Then it doesn't taste bad."

"I'll get it for you. This and... this. Yes, this boiled roll is delicious."

"Isn't it too Japanese-style, Atmosphere House?!?

A girl sitting next to her sits Yurika, one dish at a time on a Sten pick-up plate.

She touched Sten's shoulder undeniably because she tried to reach right into the habit of being next to him and take the dish. Soft feel, think of it as a girl again, while some embarrassment creeps up and deludes you with booze no demon ghost.

"Wouldn't it be too close to Yurika... what the hell is that?"

"I think I saw this sight two hundred years ago.... No, you're better off. More than then."

"Heh... hon... hmm...?

"I'm kind of scared, Veroche?

"It's my fault -..."

Rather than, it was Rex who was most surprised by the murderous intentions that happened around him. The situation is obvious to the side. I pondered that I could not help but let that demon ghost notice me, and I glanced at Shanoar in the front.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. He said he wanted to hear about the mentor and Sten two hundred years ago."

"Really? That was quite an interesting encounter. Even for me.... It's really good to see you again."

"Not at all. The same goes for saving my life... but I didn't expect to see you again in modern times"

Kotsumi, and the two of us hitting each other in the fist.

After all, I can't ask what kind of encounter it was, and the hua blooms in the conversation between Sten and Shanoar. Do it. Why have you been here before? Do it. The situation after that looks like we're both having so much fun.

Yurica is happily listening to what they both think of their long conversation, and Veroche is pompous, listening with interest.

It's not bad, and Rex grabs one burger.

I don't know why I thought so. Because a guest named Sten was just invited on a daily basis. Still, somehow, this warm sight seems like something very good.

"By the way, Sten, how old are you?

"Twenty-three or four"

"Huh!? Were you that younger than me!?

"Hmm? Oh, well, yeah."

Shanoar laughs with pleasure that he is a man who has done a lot for the Devil Clan twenty-three.

But why?

Come here. Rex had a bad feeling about dying.

"Twenty-three, or so it was. Me, too."

"What?

"Marriage. Well, the first time I broke up without even having kids... Sten, isn't that who you're dealing with?

"That's who I'm dealing with..."

A conversation that moves on with drunken momentum while opening a poppy jock.

The first woman to emerge in Sten's brain was doing a power move with all her might for some reason.

No, he's not here.

"Right. You're light. Then I'll ask."

Shit, and Rex's brain sounds the alarm.

But it was already too late.

At once, the temperature in the room drops five degrees.

"Which would be the type if I were these two granddaughters of mine?

Moments, a tremendous hegemony filled the surroundings.

A temperature change so intense that I would illusion that if I had already done that in the Battle of Astarte, that the Commander of Magic would have also escaped me. It's a cold room with nothing to do with it, and Shanoir is the only one who doesn't move at all.

"Oh, uh, not really. Look, which one of us needs to be the type or something like that."

"Why are you being a catacotto? I dreamed of a future where you would be my family."

"Wait, wait. Wait a minute."

To a stopping sten, a decent shanoar.

It takes from the direction I was daring not to look, voice.

"Yulica and Veroche." It is. You don't have to ask, do you? Shanoar, don't be too mean to your old man. Right, Sten?

"I'm too tired of sticking around - the fallen angel there with a sudden sense of chastity. Isn't that why you're a fallen angel?"

"Become... hey, shit...!

Stick to Sten's back and drop a bomb from Veroche where he was relaxing looking comfortable. Yurika, who can hardly speak, even if she moves when her face is bright red and her mouth is full.

Come here, Shanoar, who finally perceives how nasty things are and shows a dry laugh.

Weigh them down like that, and turn your eyes toward the sten of Veroche.

"I mean, why am I wearing it?"

"I wonder why? A burger shop is a burger shop."

"So come on, quit that joking nickname, Temee, you bastard!!

Looks like the outfield is saying something, but it's not on Sten or Veroche to fit in.

So, Hmm, one Shanor nodded.

"Well, I also know what it's like to try and relax that it's a Verochet atmosphere. Speaking of which, isn't Veroche the only one you're wearing?

"... no, maybe so"

Second, I remember.

For example, to Hiiragi, for example, to Yatano, for example, to Goddess, to neighboring Yurica, and to Okan, and so on. There are also younger members, but most of the people I traveled with and were closely associated with are older… For some reason, I only call younger Verochet. What is this state?

"... but then again, it's not weird that Veroche is calling off Sten."

"What are you hiding behind my back, you?"

"Bu-boo."

Yurica snuggles her face off Sten's shoulder and tears her booming at Veroche while still hiding her red cheeks. With a glance at her like that, Veroche turns to Sten.

"So I demand a change in the way we call it - I don't think there's much else to behave with."

"Velo chi"

"I'll kill you."

"Oh no!? I thought you had a scratch!?

"You don't have a stensense. Rex's nickname was excellent, though."

"There's no such thing as a Veroche lady!?

Stunning Rex.

"No, well, I don't mind calling it off either -"

"Bye."

As for Sten, I don't know what to call him or what to do. Instead, I was a little sorry for what I was doing. There, Shanoir shrugs in silence for a while.

"Let's walk over from Veroche's side. It's always Veroche's virtue to be passive, but you'd be happy to try to be aggressive, wouldn't you?

"Wait a minute, what the hell are you blowing in, Shanoar?"

"No, it's not that hard."

Laughing niggardly, Shanoar approached Veroche, sitting next to him, and struck him in the ear with something. Gradually, seeing that faceless Veroche cheek turn red, Sten has feelings somewhere similar to his objectivity: "That's not a lot of things".

Then it's time to do something about Yurika with her face right on her shoulder and holding her because she won't complain. My cheeks touch.

"Come on, let's do our best, Veroche"

"... uh..."

"I'm absolutely glad you're drunk, old man!!

"Who's the old man!!

"Shanoir!!

"Don't use your identity, you're mine!!

Whatever you want - a noisy pair of Shanoir and Sten.

and Veroche, holding both hands on his knees, shrugs.

"Um."

"Am I?"

"Me and... well, aren't you close... the most..."

"Oh, yeah."

Ha. Still leaning his neck toward that remark abruptly, Sten sees a strange veloche of things. She deflects the straightened Sten gaze slightly. That's no more, rinse, and pretend to be faceless, as usual. But the cheeks are red.

"So... you want me to call it off..."

If you stare at Shanor sideways wondering what he really blew in, he's holding both fists to the embarrassing reaction of his cute granddaughter. No, you old fool.

"So here's the thing, me too... I thought I'd change the way I called you... so-"

"Oh, yeah."

Instead of his gaze swimming, Veroche, whose face has completely turned sideways, gently turns only his eyes to this way. Half-faced, with a slight pointy mouth.

"... brother, or something"

"Shanoaaaaaaaaa al!!

"Hey, all of a sudden, shout it out"

"What are you really blowing in, you idiot!

"I've been straining the line since the beginning, and I want to make you feel like a family!!

"You're not proudly thumbing up. Look at you. You're making your face bright red and nagging!

"You'll be adorable, my granddaughter. This is me!!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

A good smiling Shanoar. Speeches that ruin all the heat a few hours ago because it is rare in itself that Sten is so good to be embedded, and that's over two hundred years of friendship.

"... uh, no... -...?

"Or rather, are you sure that's all right?

"... well, I'm not... I don't know... not bad..."

"... uh"

Scratch my head with me.

As Sten gave up, once he punched his fist into Shanoir's stomach,

"See you soon, Veroche."

"Ofu."

"... yes... brother... Hey, I'm a little embarrassed -..."

All right, one paragraph.

Relax and look to the right without any concern.

"Mmm."

"Ugh!?

Yurika's mumbling face doped up.

"Well, let's call me Darling about Sten."

"Give me a break already. Yes!!

That sten screams, rooting up.

This is not unusual, and Shanoir started laughing at his fingers first.

Veroche also raised his voice in the blindfold, and Rex then laughed bitterly, too.

The muggled yurica also blew out, and the living room filled with laughter.

One mansion near Demon King's Castle where the plaque 'Afterlife' has been lowered.

The lights of that place, where it all ended, remained lit all the way late at night.

"We didn't make it."

"If Yurika's happy, that's fine."