When I jumped away from her, Mirua-chan threatened me. The frightened atmosphere that existed earlier is gone, and she is staring at me in a horrible way.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of where you are. You've left us in the hands of a strange man, sister!　Milua's crying. What's the point of doing that for Milua. What's the point if you're making Milua cry because of it!

　 You may look like Milua-chan, but inside you're a completely different person.

''Well, are you sure you're Mirua-chan?''

　I ask, and snap!　Mirua-chan glared at me again. But Milua must have sensed that the conversation wouldn't go on like this. She starts to talk to me while being cautious.

"Milua was the one who was crying fearfully until just now. My name is Milka. In other words, it's another Milua.

　Is it Milka who has this aggressive personality? Does it mean that she has a dual personality? But why is this happening?　Many questions come to mind, but we can't just continue to confront them.

''Milka-chan, for now, let's go to a place where we can talk calmly. There's no point in sitting here and looking at each other.

　When I said that and went to take Milka's hand, she flailed wildly. It's as if a cat is threatening me, fussing over me.

　Hmm, I'm in trouble. I could hold her down and take her away, but I don't want to be too rough with her. But even if I leave it like this, it's not going to get us anywhere. When I thought that...

What are you doing... honey?

　Maybe it was because I heard a noise, but Haku came into the room. By the way, the room I'm in now is a room dedicated to transference. It's a good thing that you're not the only one who can use it. I'm not going to be able to go without a magician's circle, so it doesn't matter.

　Haku looks at me and Mirka-chan in turn, and there's a short pause. Then, he smacks his right hand on the palm of his left hand.

...kidnapping?

　d*mn it!　This is not a kidnapping!　........or is it no different than kidnapping from Milka's point of view?　I brought her here because of Mitia-san's request, but she didn't want to do so. So from Milka's point of view, it was a kidnapping?

　As I was thinking to myself, Haku slowly closed the door and ran off somewhere........not good. This isn't good. He must have definitely gone to call someone.

　Do you want to return Milka-chan to the demon country with or without?　But if I do that, Mitia-san will misunderstand that I don't want to be associated with the demon kingdom.

　

　And then the time came. The tremendous number of footsteps coming from outside the room. And the door being opened vigorously - it's opened too vigorously and it's cracked against the wall, dude.

　Leading the way is Alexia, who naturally had a smile on her face with her eyes not smiling at all. Behind her was a whole bunch of people. Perhaps they were talking about the wedding, but Phelia had also come from the royal capital of Nanor. As for Aeris, she had already pulled out her mayfly.

　As expected of Milka-chan, she too rolled her eyes when she saw this. Alexia and the others only glanced at such Milka-chan, and before they knew it, they were surrounded by her fiancé.

'Come on, Ray. Do you have anything to offer me?

'Well Alexia, calm down and listen to me. I think Haku probably told you the story, but there's something called a misunderstanding there.

'Hmmm?　What we heard from Haku is that Ray brought in a girl, but how could we be mistaken?

　Aeris, don't stare at the mayfly while thumping it on your shoulder. You're freaking me out. You're acting like a polarizing woman.

　But if you want to put it that way, it's not wrong at all. It's certainly bringing in a girl who is bringing in a girl. Wait, Phelia!　Don't try to activate the magic!　I'll blow this room to hell!

'Huh ... hmmm ... hmmm ... hmmm!　I didn't think it was your fiancés, but I was jealous and excited when I saw you meeting a stranger... is this NTR?

　There's no way!　This is going to complicate things, so you should shut up!

　Meanwhile, my fiancé and his fiancée are sizzling up to me.

'Hey, guys, let's keep calm and talk, okay?　Look, look, Alexia, you look beautiful when you're angry, but I like you better when you're smiling.

Is that all right?

　No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm scared!　Because I'm afraid I'm just smiling around my mouth!　And a raised right hand.

'Wait, wait!　Wait, Alexia!

No questions asked!

　◇ ◇ ◇.

　Ahhh, the cold floor feels good. Both of my cheeks are incredibly hot, so the cold floor is cooling me down. When I shift my gaze a bit, I see Milka-chan surrounded by people like me earlier.

　But perhaps because she's surrounded by angry fiancées who are very angry, she doesn't have the same momentum as before. I can't hear them from here, but I'm sure they're asking me how I came to be here.

''I'm sorry ... onii.''

　Then Haku came to apologize. Is he talking about me getting beaten up?

'Don't worry about it, Haku. It's my fault for not explaining to you sooner.

　I pick myself up off the floor where I was lying and stroke Haku's head as he squats down. Haku's eyes narrowed in a pleasant way. In the meantime, the discussion is over and Alexia and the others have come over.

The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that you can't force them to come here, no matter how much the Demon King asks.

That's right, Mr. Ray. I've heard that Milua's blocked up and won't come out.

　Ferris and Priscia are pissed off in that order. 'Ugh, that's a bad thing to do.

''But I guess it can't be helped. And if you listen to her, it's no wonder the Demon King left her with Ray.

　Then Caro came to me with something like that. I wanted to hear it right away, but I didn't want to continue talking here, so I decided to head to the conference room. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make sure that the conversation doesn't leak out because it's soundproofed and eavesdropping-proofed.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get it right now, Milka.　Tell me again why Demon King Mithya left you with Ray.

　Milka-chan became completely quiet from the horror of being surrounded earlier. Then Milka-chan began to speak in a patter.