Surprisingly, Gremory didn't budge.
"By the way?"
"Aren't you surprised?"
"You didn't believe that, did you?"
"...I believed it a little."
"That's a lie. In the minds of the demons, they can only play with humans with lies.'
Gremory wiped the corners of Chession's eyes with her sleeve. Chession's eyes widened terrifyingly.
"Really?"
"Uh, when asked about the contract, I have no choice but to answer the truth, but other than that, it's all a lie."
"But it sounded pretty plausible."
"The devil's words have the power to confuse the other person. You just got hit there."
"But... In fact, in the green Verdant forest-"
Chession confessed to what happened in the verdant forest. After hearing this, Gremory was simply stunned.
"Did you think that the demon god blamed me? Demon gods have always blamed others a lot. Since ancient times, if there was something she didn't like, she would blame other witches first."
"Really?"
"Yes, if you're worried, ask Alice. She must know better because she has been through demon gods longer than I do."
"Hah..."
Relieved, Chession's body drooped. Gremory was right.
"Whoa."
"...Why are you laughing?"
"Because you're cute."
Chession, embarrassed for no reason, looked away. It was only later that shame came over him. He woke up from the devil's whispers, and he felt like he was coming to his senses.
He was fascinated by the devil's words about what he did as the Grand Duke of an empire, and he cried bitterly. It's cute, to put it nicely, how pathetic it is. It was sold inexhaustibly.
"Chession."
"...Why?"
"Thank you. Because you care about me like this. Thank you for even thinking about living with me, who might be a piece of a demon."
"...I know you're trying to appease me for fear of embarrassing me."
"That's not the case. I'm serious."
Chession's gaze shifted back to Gremory.
"I have nothing to thank you. It's natural."
"There is no such thing as a natural feeling in the world. You should always be grateful."
Gremory's resolute black eyes sparkled. Chession laughed. Every time she says something honest, her eyes are so adorable.
"Mori."
"Yes"
"I can't live without you. So don't go anywhere, don't get sick, and live well next to me."
"..."
"Mori?"
"..."
"Why don't you have an answer?"
"Uweek."
Before long, Gremory fainted as he vomited blood on the carpet. It was because she was so excited about eating black goat meat. She knows that the witch's fatal weakness is overeating, but it was so delicious that she stopped eating it.
"Uh-oh! Mori! Where did you pick up something and eat it?"
Chession, who had barely calmed down, picked up Gremory and cried again. Hearing the sound, Anna ran over and cleaned up the mess.
***
Toilets nearby. Anna patted Gremory on the back.
"Ugh, from now on, overeating is prohibited."
"Ugh."
"Can I give you some water?"
"Yes, woowook."
Gremory, who was holding the toilet, drooped like watery tissue. Anna whined and helped her out of the bathroom.
Chession, who was waiting outside, dragged his tongue and carried Gremory. Gremory hung over her back and swayed her legs.
"Ugh. I think I'll live a little bit now."
"Don't overeat again. I'm afraid you'll faint from being startled every time this happens."
"It's okay. I won't die. You just get used to it."
"Hah."
Chession closed his eyes and wiped the way. He carried Gremory to the bed. As soon as Gremory touched the bed, he rolled the blanket over her.
"Hehe. It's cozy."
Gremory's clear face turned Chession's heart upside down. Gremory knew what was going on in her, and her black eyes widened, and she was terrified.
"I'm resting. I went to work in the office... Wait, Mori."
"Huh?"
"I think your room smells strange."
"It's because of my mood."
"No, I'm sure it's coming from the dressing table, right?"
As Chession approached the dressing table, Gremory panicked.
Oh no, she put the ingredients for Chession's birthday gift that she had airlifted a while ago in the dressing table drawer. It was marinated in black magic and neatly arranged.
Damn, she couldn't get caught like this. She wanted to dry it right away, but she couldn't get out quickly because of the blanket that was rolling around her body. Chession was already standing in front of the dressing table.
Gremory, who was whining, cried out urgently.
"No, it really doesn't smell like anything!"
"Am I a terrible, rotten person? Did a rat die near the dressing table? Wait a minute."
"Oh, really. I tried not to say this, but I made it happen."
"What do you mean?"
"I farted."
"..."
Chession's eyes flickered. Is this really the smell of a witch's fart? After all, the diet itself is different from that of humans, so it may be so.
"I'm sorry. I didn't notice."
"Go to work quickly, you're busy."
"Huh? Uh."
Leaving Gremory behind, Chession hurriedly left her room.
***
Gremory twisted in the blanket.
An hour later, having been lazy enough, she came out of the quilt and opened the dressing table drawer.
'If this is it, everything will be pickled, right?'
Bizarre ingredients marinated in black magic were revealed. Dried snakes, poisonous mushrooms, and bizarre plants greeted Gremory, neatly arranged.
'Let's make it now.'
She opened the closet and took out a large pocket. Inside were the blue jewels that Kenneth had torn from him.
'Lace was probably looking for this gem.'
This gem is a mineral of the demon world that exists in the human world. It is also one of the traces left by ancient demons in the human world a long time ago. With this gem, it is possible to make magic tools in the human world as well.
'It looks ordinary, so humans only know it as a colorful gem.'
Gremory gathered the ingredients from the dressing table drawer and put them in his pocket. Then, carrying it on his shoulders, he headed to the convent.
Then he sneaked his hand on the holy relic near the convent. Then, with a rumbling sound, the holy relics around the convent became blurred.
'It's done. If you do this, you can use the witch's power.'
When she entered the convent building, she was greeted by the abbot.
"Uh, young lady! It's been a long time since you've been to the convent."
"I'll use the kitchen."
"What do you carry on your shoulders? Is it an ingredient in the New Medicine?"
"No. Just to make something. It's a secret to Chession that I came here."
"What the hell are you trying to make?"
"That's a secret too."
Gremory left the head of the convent behind and rushed into the kitchen. After pouring all the materials and jewels into the huge cauldron, she recited the spell of the demon world.
Smoke rose from the cauldron. The smoke began to sway and dance in the form of a demon. It meant that the ingredients began to blend smoothly.
Gremory smiled happily and stirred the ingredients. After about two hours of stirring, the smoke subsided and blue-white crystals surfaced. Gremory, who had cooled the contents with magic, picked up the crystal with her bare hands.
'It's done!'
This was a record stone. Keep your precious memories and watch them again at any time.
Gremory planned to refine this record stone to make a wristwatch. Put happy memories on the record table.
The busy Chession looked at the wall clock in his office the most during his day. Therefore, if you give a wristwatch as a gift, he can look at it at any time, so it will be very practical. Plus, it's a meaningful memory, so what a wonderful and thoughtful gift!
'I hope you like it.'
Gremory held the record stone in her arms and giggled. What kind of memories should I retain? She wanted to capture good memories, but she was really worried that it wasn't just one or two.
From the absurd first meeting when she was kidnapped by Chession, to the days when she was ridiculous because no one believed her, even if she claimed to be a witch, and the days when they were together despite the hardships. All memories were precious.
"Let's just put it all away."
Gremory gently closed his eyes and energized the record desk. As she began to capture the memories one by one, the record stone glowed white.
The record stone, which was made with the power of the dark witch, shone brightly with brilliant memories. More beautiful than any other jewel.
The convent director watched the whole scene through the window. He swept his chest and whispered to the other nuns.
"It seems that Miss Mori has exorcised even the evil spirits in the jewels."
"I was surprised to feel a lot of evil energy. I know she uses terrible black magic."
"Phew, I thought my Miss Mori was going to be a witch again."
The abbot reprimanded the nuns.
"Uh-huh, if you make such ominous sounds carelessly, you won't be able to use them. Now everyone should step back and do what they need to do."
The nuns who had been crowded around returned to their places with relief.
Gremory, who had even seen the nuns disperse, smiled and walked out of the kitchen.
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