Chapter 51

"......Eh?"

What are you talking about, Astares?

Or Mrs. Demon King.

"I have keenly felt my immaturity through this series of events. I lack prudence and compassion. That's why I fell for the cunning schemes and caused Lord Zedan so much worry...!"

Hmm.

That might be true.

"That's why I want to stay here and train myself. I believe that by working diligently under the Saints, I can shed my foolish self and become a new person."

"Is that so?"

I said.

It's not like I'm offering some kind of enlightenment seminar, you know?

"If that's the case, could I also stay here for a while?"

"Even you, the Demon King!?"

Can you really say that!?

If you, the Demon King, don't return, the demons will be in trouble, won't they!?

"Currently, the war between the demons and humans is in chaos. It's in a natural ceasefire state."

"Really? Is that so?"

"Yes, thanks to the sudden appearance of a dragon on the battlefield, both sides are so scared that they can't move their troops until they get more solid information."

Ah.

My gaze caught Veil.

He was whistling poorly.

"Thanks to that, I, who was stuck on the front lines, was able to notice this anomaly, and the result was good. Besides, I can finally spend some leisure time with Astares again."

"Lord Zedan...!"

Astares looked completely like a woman in love.

"Of course, if the Saint allows it... How about it? Would you allow us, as a couple, to stay here?"

In other words, you want to spend the most intimate period of your newlywed life here?

"Sure."

"Immediate answer!?"

Surely, if you return to the demon's base, you'll be busy with politics and won't have time for intimacy.

Isn't it only natural to lend a hand to such lovers?

"Well, if the master is okay with it, we have no objections...!"

"But is it really okay? From what I hear, there are people in your camp who act on their own without following orders. Leaving the core to deal with them would be like inviting trouble, wouldn't it?"

Plati and Veil are surprisingly political.

The Demon King, who seemed to be making a difficult face when pointed out, said:

"Don't worry. ...Rather, it's part of the plan."

He had a smug smile.

Scary, the Demon King is really scary.

* * *

And so, before I knew it, our settlement was welcoming the Demon King couple.

We decided to expand the house to accommodate the Demon King and Astares.

We built a separate building a little away from the main house, where the Demon King couple would live.

After all, they are newlyweds.

Hearing or being heard... you know?

The construction of the separate building was mainly entrusted to the Orcbos, but the Demon King himself joined in to help.

I thought it was too much to ask, but the Demon King was surprisingly skilled, showing remarkable dexterity in setting up pillars and hammering nails.

Thanks to that, the separate building was completed in just a few days.

Isn't that a bit too fast?

But the Demon King and Astares have been radiating a pink aura for several days.

I'm sure the construction progressed so quickly because of that.

There's no greater motivation than lust.

There's no inconvenience in a couple making a baby, and now that they have a bed, I hope they work hard at it.

On the other hand, Astares has taken a break from field work and hunting and started learning cooking from me.

She says that cooking is a required subject to be a good wife.

But Astares is the Demon King's wife, which means she's the queen. Can't she just have a dedicated servant do the cooking? When I pointed this out, it apparently wasn't acceptable.

She's the kind of person who aims for perfection in everything, as her husband, the Demon King, and even her brothers-in-law, Bati and Berena, realized with enlightened eyes.

It seems that the main reason Astares decided to stay in this place was to learn cooking from me.

Until now, I didn't have the opportunity to know, but this is a chance to understand the culinary situation in this world.

It seems that in this world, the concept of using seasonings to add flavor doesn't exist.

If they do, it's just salt, and not for flavor but for preservation.

Spices don't even exist.

That's why Plati and Veil have been devouring my cooking with a changed look in their eyes and have even decided to live here.

"You guys, unlike Astares, don't show any enthusiasm for learning on your own."

"It's fine for us!"

"Right! Why should we make it ourselves when Lord can make it for us!?"

These guys...!?

Another aspect of this world has been revealed. If that's the case, maybe I should put more effort into making seasonings.

Should I establish a mass production system?