âWhy!? Why is the main body here!? Moreover, Eda-chan is the main body!? Eh, no way!?â
âSo, youâve finally noticed. Does that mean you wouldnât have noticed if I were in a female form? Hmm, Iâm curious about the mechanismâŚor should I say, the reasonâŚâ
âDamn it, let go! I canât end hereâŚ!â
Chrome, who had realized my true identity, started violently struggling on the spot. However, as long as I have a firm grip on his wrist, his resistance means nothing.
The weakness of not being able to use the banishing skill when coming into contact with the demon king, I had already taken care of that. Unless it suddenly becomes unusable during combat, thereâs no chance of losing my ability if I intentionally touch him in a calm situation like this. Iâve secretly practiced balancing the power tug-of-war.
That being said, Demon King Chrome canât escape. As long as heâs caught by me, wrapped in the [Invincible] escape is impossible unless he has overwhelming superhuman strength capable of nullifying it.
I felt a powerful energy filling Chromeâs entire body. I must handle this immediately. I plunged my free left hand into the [Stranger Box] and tried to pull out [Dawnbreaker] which had been put away for a long timeâŚ
Before I could, the power that had filled Chromeâs body dissipated. Instead of the sword, I grabbed Chromeâs black hood and pulled it off, revealing a face identical to mine, wearing an expression of frustration.
âWhatâs going on? Werenât you about to do something?â
ââŚI thought so. But if I used my power here, this town would be blown away, wouldnât it? I didnât want that.â
âWhy not? Youâre meâŚyouâre the Demon King, arenât you?â
âWhile itâs true that Iâm the Demon King, I am myself. I donât want my beloved idols, especially my favorite Tia-chan, to get hurt.â
I let go of Chrome, who I had been holding, and sat down across the table from him. However, Chrome didnât show any signs of running away. He just slumped down on the table.
âAh, is this my âendââŚâ
âHey, Demon King Chrome. What have you been doing in this world? What kind of life have you been leading?â
âWhy do you ask that? Isnât it all over once the main body absorbs me?â
âWhy not, tell me. Sure, I am you, and you are a part of me, but at the same time, I am me and you are you, right? So, I want to know. Weâve got plenty of time, fortunately.â
Thinking about the off chance that someone might come, or if the situation escalated, I reverted to Eddaâs form, pulled the cork out of the wine bottle on the table, and poured it into two of the four glasses. As I placed one in front of Chrome, he took it with a dark look in his eyes, sighed slightly, and then took a sip.
âHuhâŚAlright, Iâll tell you. As you already know, we demon kings are anomalies in this world, but that doesnât mean we are enemies of the world. However, most demon kings canât control their enormous power at the initial stage and run amok, so by the time their egos have established and they can control their power, they are often seen as threats by the world. I was no exception. In the beginning, I couldnât control my power at all and turned most of this world into a desert.â
âWow, thatâsâŚwait, a desert? But nowâŚâ
âThatâs right. I turned the earth into sand and almost ended the world. But I didnât wish for such a thing, and the world didnât confront me either as they were too busy surviving the rapidly disappearing greenery. So, I, who had gained wisdom and knowledge, established my selfhood, and managed to change the direction of my power, turning the desert back into a green world. But because I did it forcefully, the world ended up becoming a forest.â
âOh, thatâs why this world is full of forests. Well, itâs a million times better than a desert, I suppose.â
While there may be ways to live in a sandy world, the difficulty is vastly different compared to a forest. Actually, this world doesnât seem to be in any particular distress. After all, even idols, a form of entertainment profession, are flourishing⌠This wine, itâs damn good.
âIf things continued the way they were, the forests would slowly decrease over a few thousand years, and the natural distribution would return to something more typical⌠But thatâs beside the point. Anyway, I removed the reason for the world to antagonize me. Although I am the Demon King, I have never been attacked by a hero. But then, I had a lot of free time. So, I traveled the worldâŚand thatâs when I encountered something wonderful.â
âSomething wonderful? That would beâŚâ
As I listened to the story while enjoying the surprisingly tasty wine and food, Chromeâs expression brightened in front of me. The flush on his face was not just due to the alcohol.
âIn a certain small farming village, a young girl was singing a song. I was captivated by its splendor and immediately fell for it. I wanted to listen to her song anytime, forever. But she was also a worker, so she couldnât sing all the time. So, how should I go about it? If itâs bad to sing without working, then the song itself should become work. Thatâs what led me to create the âIdol Churchâ! By the way, I didnât make it a guild but a church because it was easier to gain understanding and cooperation from others, and I could use my power in a good way and disguise it as a âmiracleâ.â
âEh, you created the Idol Church!?â
âThatâs right. Iâm the founder!â
In front of me, surprised, the Demon King Chrome confidently flaunts. Itâs also my face, so I feel a bit awkward, but I still have questions.
âYouâre the founder, but now youâre just an archbishopâs assistant?â
ââŚI realized that becoming too powerful brings many political troubles and hassles. So, Iâve maintained moderate power to support the idols, and Iâve devoted all my energy to watching my favorite idols. However, because of this, a slight problem has occurred.â
âProblemâŚis it by any chance about that? The archbishop deciding that âidols should be triosâ?â
âThatâs right! There are three archbishops, but one of them suddenly started advocating something incomprehensible! Moreover, the remaining two who initially opposed him also started to support this ridiculous opinion for some reason⌠As an assistant, I couldnât stop this flow. What on earth happenedâŚâ
âAs for that, I have a slight idea.â
I say, and tell him about what happened in this world so far. Upon hearing this, Chrome lets out an outraged voice.
âWhat is that!? Although I built the church, I think gods really only do terrible things!â
âRight? Seriously, we should punch them at least once.â
âPlease let me punch them too when that happens! How many potential idols had to swallow their tears because of that strange rule⌠Ahh, just thinking about it makes me so frustrated that I could cry!â
âRight. If Tia and I hadnât teamed up, Rain would probably have given up being an idol.â
âRain-chanâs song is truly a miracle! Itâs a universal loss to let that be lost! Gods are crap! Ah, but, if you consider that Tia-chan became an idol as a result, gods are still godsâŚ?â
âYou idiot, Tia would be a god even if she hadnât become an idol!â
âIndeed! Thatâs exactly right! So that means, Tia-chan is a godâŚ!?â
âNo way! Donât compare Tia to that crap god!â
âGuhh!? Please donât hit me, it hurts! Iâm a Demon King, you know? An archbishopâs assistant, you know?â
âI donât know and I donât care! If youâre gonna go there, Iâm the Demon King of the End! Also, a mercenaryâŚah, thatâs not impressive, is it?â
âIt doesnât matter! Anyway, Idol Tia-chan is the best!â
âYeah! Sheâs definitely the best!â
Before I knew it, Chrome was next to me, his face as red as can be. That means my face is probably beet red too.
Empty wine bottles lined up on the table, and the food, which should have been too much to finish, was considerably diminished.
Chrome called me, I answered, I deceived as the Last, and Ed started the meeting. Enveloped in a relaxed atmosphere and hazy thoughts, my own banquet, by me and for me, continued in an incomprehensible way.
The next morning, when Johnny, who was worried and came to check on us, saw me snoring loudly with pants on my head and in my underwear, and Chrome, in a black hood with a face pattern on his belly, groaning uncomfortably with his face buried in my chestâŚ