The Abandoned Saint Became the Snack Attendant for the Childish Demon King – Chapter 35

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟓: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠’𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞

From that day on, whenever I had something I didn’t understand, I started going to Tyran-san to ask.

With a magic book, notebook, and pen in hand, I knock on the door of his room.

Sometimes he invites me in, or we move to the dining hall. There were times when he asked me to come back later when he was busy, but he always kindly teaches me every time.

While occasionally taking snack requests, I clear up each question one by one. I feel the sense of growth, little by little, every day.

In just a few months, I have learned some basic life(household) magic.

I asked Ciel-san to show me cleaning and laundry, and I gained practical experience. I can now create small ice with ice magic.

As my abilities increase, I also become aware of the differences between me and others.

However, because I know that they respect me, I don’t feel inferior. I can learn magic freely in such a wonderful environment.

Of course, I don’t neglect making snacks either.

Right now, I am like a dry sponge, absorbing a large amount of knowledge. The more I absorb, the more I crave for more.

And also, interacting with people.

“Dairy is the type who grows by interacting with others and experiencing new things. If you walk around outside the Demon King’s Castle and talk to people you meet, you should make new discoveries.”

Encouraged by the words Tyran-san said to me a little while after I started studying, I tried reaching out to people I hadn’t interacted with before.

It only took courage to take that first step. 

Although they were hesitant because I was a human guest, they seemed interested. The conversation went better than I expected.

It might be more accurate to say that they were interested in humans rather than me personally.

Interacting with them is like cross-cultural exchange. Even in small things like laundry and cleaning, there are differences.

For example, in the Demon Realm, magic is used for laundry and cleaning. But in the human realm, only a very small number of people can use magic, so it is mainly done manually.

Just talking about it would gather several demons who wanted to know more.

Some demons even went out of their way to go to the human realm and buy mops and brooms, saying they wanted to clean together! If I cleaned the hallway, even more people would gather.

They happily took cleaning sets to their rooms, saying, “Doing it by hand is troublesome, but it’s fresh and fun!”

When I was in the village, I thought we would never understand each other, but once I started talking, we could easily become friends. There may be differences in thinking, but that’s the same among humans.

If you try to understand, you can get along even if you are different races.

I learned in these few months that it is important to take action.

But what I gained in these few months is not just that.

Tyran-san’s presence has gradually become more significant to me. He was the one who encouraged me to write letters to my family and gave me the opportunity to interact with other demons.

It was because I wanted to hear him call my name that I thought, “Let’s do our best at the Demon King’s Castle!” Now, my main focus is on interacting, studying, and making snacks, but he is still there.

Since we are the only humans in the Demon King’s Castle, I feel that we have become closer to each other.

I’m not sure if it’s a good trend or if it’s heading in a bad direction.

But when I stumble in my studies, I rely on Tyran-san, and the frequency of asking for snack requests naturally increases.

Even now, in preparation for the question time he will give me tomorrow night, I am summarizing the things I don’t understand in my notebook.

“If things continue like this, will I no longer be Dairy within two years?”

I muttered to myself, and I had become accustomed to the name he gave me to the point that I found it lonely to think about losing it.

I shake off the dark thoughts and refocus on my notebook.

“By the way, there are a lot of things I want to ask this time. . .I’m starting to understand quite a bit, but it’s tough when it comes to applying it.”

Muttering to myself, I continue to summarize.

Then, I hear a light knock on the door.

As I stand up, the same sound echoes again. And then, a cute voice says, “Dairy-chan.”

“Meti-chan, I’m coming now, so please wait.”


Meti-chan, also known as Metitour-chan, is a girl of about three years old.

It’s just an appearance, and I don’t know her actual age. She can have proper conversations and even helps her Ojii-san. We made a promise to plant flowers together.

She must have come to call me because she was ready. I quickly grab my bag from the edge of the desk and head towards the door.

“I’m sorry for making you wait.”

“No, it’s okay. Let’s go.”

I hold Meti-chan’s outstretched hand and head towards the backyard.

This is my second time going to the backyard. Meti-chan guided me here before as well.

I met her when I was doing laundry at the water source. She suddenly appeared while I was being taught fine adjustments of magic by Ciel-san.

It seems she was washing tools together with the gardener, Gweil-san, nearby. She approached me with great curiosity as someone she had never seen before.

From there, we became friends, and she showed me the flower bed that she takes care of with Gweil-san as an assistant. We even cleaned the windows together with a cloth in hand.

“Ojii-chan has been looking forward to today because Dairy-chan is helping. He’s been excited since morning.”

“I’ll do my best to be of help!”

Meti-chan also calls me Dairy. It’s probably because the adults around us call me that.

When I’m called with “-chan,” it feels like such a cute name, it’s a strange thing. 

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