The banquet hosted by Megiddo-san is going to be a lively affair.
　This time only those who collected a lot of stamps on the first day and Megide-san's subordinates will be participating, so Kuro and Alice won't be there. Well, it would be easy to participate if they wanted to, but they seem to read the atmosphere perfectly and probably won't interfere.

　When I was thinking about that, Megiddo-san puts down her cup with a loud sound and tells me to shout.

''........I mean, hey, hey!　Ozma!　What do you mean your place has an 80% pass rate?　Agni's not letting anyone but Kite through!
Oh, look, everyone worked so hard. "I can't even despise them.

　In response to his words, Ozma-san, who had a small cup in one hand, approached us as loose as ever.
　Granted, he seemed to use respectful language with Megiddo-san's opponent, and his tone of voice had changed, but.......


No, thanks. Expensive liquor doesn't suit my skin.... Hey, Miyama-kun. Hi, Miyama-kun.
'Oh, yes. Thank you!

　Ozma-san calls out to me in a calm tone, then sits down and sits down across from Megiddo-san.

'Your husband seems to be enjoying himself. Isn't he drinking at a faster pace than usual?'
'Yeah, today's game was fun. That's what makes it so much fun!
It's the best...

　After a happy expression as if it were his own, Ozma flicks his fingers to reveal a huge bottle of sake.
　Then, holding it lightly in one hand, he pours the wine into Megiddo's cup, and Megiddo drinks it down without saying a word.

　I'm not sure if you can call it a kindred spirit, but in the soft air, I suddenly opened my mouth to ask myself a question.

I'm sorry, Ozma-san?
Yeah?　What is it?
Only Ozma-san calls Megide-san 'husband' instead of 'sama', does that mean anything?
Hmm... no, it's just an old habit, it doesn't mean anything.
''Ozma is the oldest under my command. He became my subordinate before I was called the War King, so I guess that's what he's called.

　It seems that Ozma-san is Megide-san's first subordinate.

Huh.........speaking of which, I'm sorry if I shouldn't have asked. How did you become Megide-san's subordinate, Ozma-san?
Hey, come on, Miyama-kun. There's nothing to be gained by exposing this uncle's past, is there?
''I'm sorry, only Ozma-san seemed to have a different vibe from the other five Warlords...''
Ha ha, that's what they say, Ozma. You've got no class.
'No, no, not that much!

　It's true that Megide-san is right, Ozma doesn't seem to have a sense of supremacy... or rather, I don't get the feeling that "struggle is supreme" like the other Warlord subordinates do.
　That's why it's easy for me to talk to him, but..." "Haha, no, well.

I don't know, my uncle used to be a mischievous person. To the point where he would punch Megiddo's husband when he first met him.
What?
Well, the results are battered and bruised... and I lost as hard as I could.
"After seven days and seven nights of fighting, is that what you call it... 'evenly matched'?
'Oh no, I still lost in the end, so my husband was strong and I was weak.

　Huh?　You fought Mr. Megiddo for seven days and seven nights on even terms?　Ozma is so strong!　Huh?　Where's the story about the five warlords being the weakest!　No, no, well, I didn't think Ozma was lower than Kong, but maybe Ozma is the strongest among the Five Warlords.

In those days, the magical world was much more desolate than today. In those days, the demon world was much more desolate than today, and losing meant dying. But Megiddo's husband didn't take his defeated uncle's life and asked him to become his subordinate.
Oh, I miss it.
But in those days, my uncle was a young man of youthful indiscretion, or, well, rough around the edges anyway. When he asked me to be his subordinate... 'Don't insult me!　I bit him like, 'If you take me under your wing, I'll cut your head off from behind.'
Oh, oh...

　Mr. Ozma scratched his cheeks somewhat embarrassedly and explained the words he had told Megiddo so long ago.

'And what do you think your husband would have said back to you if he had?　That's a lot of fun, and it's like, 'Oh, that's exciting!　Then I'll let you have my back! You know.
Well, that's just like you, Mr. Megiddo.
It was like being reminded of the size of my vessel.

　While announcing this with some amusement, Ozma took out a cigarette and held it in her mouth. He lit it with a calm motion and looked at Megiddo with a respectful gaze, as if nostalgic.
　Even though he hates being caught by surprise, it's like he loves being caught by surprise.......it's really like Megide-san.

'Oh, by the way, we haven't been targeted from behind yet, have we?　When are you going to set this up?
'Haha, I'm not in the mood for that anymore. I fell in love with Megiddo's husband's way of life.
...Oh, yeah?
Well, it's all peaceful nowadays, so it's going to be difficult to die. Well, that's why I'm going to serve my husband moderately and loosely until my life is over....
d*mn, they added a bunch of extra stuff at the end, as usual, and it's all very impressive.
"Ha-ha.

　Both Megiddo-san, who told me in a dumbfounded manner, and Ozma-san, who smiled bitterly and brushed her shaggy hair... they looked somewhat happy, and I could tell that they were bound to each other with a strong trust.

　Dear Mother and Father - I was getting a little bit of Ozma-san's past, even though I was getting a lot of edge out of it. Megide-san is the only king of his own, Ozma's expression was radiant, and Megide-san seemed happy to receive it... Somehow, that scene was the best of all the squires I've ever seen. -- looked dazzling.