Though Young People Recoil From Entering the Black Magic Industry, I Found Its Treatment of Employee

"You know, just in case, Celia doesn't like that kind of pageant, right?

"I don't need to tell you...... It has not been six months since I became your husband's demon... No, it's not a matter of time, is it? I don't want to leave your husband."

If I can hear that word, there's nothing left to get lost in.

"But Celia, from the scratch, this doesn't look like much of a problem."

Mary looked like an asshole. For a calm minute compared to me and Celia, that statement could be helpful.

"'Cause if it's a match, you naturally have the right to say no, don't you? If you do the pageant and then you say no, can you clear this issue while you put your parents' faces up?

Indeed it is. Serlia is not being daughter-in-lawed by Incubus, she's just being made to make out.

But Celia's crying face isn't clear yet.

"On top of the words, it's a match. But it's not that simple."

"So you're saying the matchmaker's in power and he can't turn it down?

More Mary asks.

"The other person is an incubus. You have the unusual ability to make every girl fall in love. If you're a higher-educated incubus, you'll also be learning classes at school that make you forget your old lord, and you can't be alarmed."

"You have classes like that!

I screamed out of the blue. That's Sacubus and Incubus......

"Conversely, Sacubas can make you fall in love with Incubus. In short, it would be a battle to show which one is better. It's a battle between Sacubus and Incubus."

Something's a little different from the battle I'm thinking...

"By the way, it seems that my mother gave in and fell in love with my father as a result of his matchmaking and forced him into an engagement. At the time, it seems that a strong man of Oraora descent was popular, and his father came to the pageant with that kind of character making."

I don't think you'd make out in the first place if you were of Oraola descent, but I guess that's a cultural difference there.

"I'd rather you say you like this, because after that, you'll still be at a disadvantage. Whether it will be the pavilion or the sky will depend on the result of the pageant. Of course, winning often means breaking the marriage itself."

"I see. So the winner has the right to make decisions about marriage. Sakubus and Incubus."

As for Mary, it didn't seem so strange, and she was oddly convinced.

"By the way, according to information from my sister, the other incubus would definitely like to marry me. So if this one succumbs, that's it."

Serlia's fear of this much probably means that it doesn't make her change her mind as much as it does.

"It's a demonic world, so there's a slight difference, but for the value of this world, you think you earn three thousand silver coins a year? They say he was captain of the football club at school."

Is it a sports club system, even though it earns a lot of money? You sound like my bad character...

"Things are crazy. Okay. Serlia's worried about that pageant, isn't she?

Serria nodded with a crying face in my words.

"Needless to say, I love your husband and I don't want to leave you. But in the past, many Sacubas have said that they would immediately say no to such a pageant, and they are getting married...... I can't be optimistic..."

Serlia's body was sifting.

I thought I'd do what I could as my husband. I did my hand on that Celia face and wet my tears a little.

"Your husband...?

"You don't have to cry anymore. I got it. Instead, I'll follow."

"What? Follow me?

"Serlia, take me to your hometown. So I'm going to have a direct conversation with your father and stop the pageant itself!

I wish Serbian good luck here. It's not my husband's business.

"If the pageant is dangerous, cancel the pageant itself, and nothing will be wrong with you. I'm going to the demon world."

Celia is like a wife to me. It's only natural to protect Serlia like that.

"Yes, you shouldn't...... Sacubas may be nice to your husband, but Incubus, the man, doesn't care about your husband. They don't condone same-sex humans..."

"Franz, Celia's right. You could get your eyes on each other and they could tear you apart in three seconds!

What a hell of a world!

"Still going. At least I'm not gonna sit around and wait."

This is my fault.

"Because if this normally seems to stay on the spot, I can't even complain about Serlia telling me she's marrying Incubus. Serlia can't help but love such a man."

Well, if it's really dangerous enough to get eyes on each other and tear them apart in three seconds, I'll have to give up...... Getting that far, it's just suicide.

I still have the color of anxiety in Celia, but it looked like the color of my love for me had gotten in there.

"Ha... I can't help it. Wonder if I could follow you in the role of Guardian."

I hear Mary gets on with my plan, too.

"Thank you, Mary!

"To tell you the truth, when Celia disappeared, I could monopolize my Franz, and that tastes good, but I knew you weren't awake. It doesn't have to be a nightmare to wake up badly."

I don't know, I guess Mary cares about Celia, too.

"Whatever it takes, if you're acting with this' nameless nightmare ancestor, 'you can't treat it badly either, Incubus. That should do something."

Thank you, Mary.

Put your hands on the head of Pompom and Mary.

"You've already treated me like a child... But I'm happy with this. Big hands, like your brother."

"Well, let's decide on an operation"

Our pageant jamming operation is on now!