The Abandoned Saint Became the Snack Attendant for the Childish Demon King โ€“ Chapter 38

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–: ๐‘๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ-๐›๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ค๐ž๐ญ

โ€œHey, I brought the bulbs.โ€

Tyran-san stands up at Gweil-sanโ€™s call and reaches out towards me.

โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€

Relying on his hand, I stand up and hold hands with Meti-chan as we walk towards Gweil-san.

The appearance of the bulbs brought is no different from those in the human realm. Although I am not knowledgeable about flowers, I would easily believe it if someone told me they were tulip bulbs.

However, their appearance may be the same, but the procedure for planting them is completely different.

โ€œDairy-chan, watch closely.โ€

Meti-chan receives the smallest bulb and holds it in both hands. She then brings her hands to her mouth and blows gently through the gaps between her fingers.

โ€œSending magic into it, huh. I see, itโ€™s a flower from the Demon Realm.โ€

Tyran-san murmurs so and receives two bulbs from Gweil-san.

โ€œHere, Dairy too.โ€

โ€œThank you.โ€

Following Meti-chanโ€™s example, I blow into the bulb. However, there is no change in the bulb. Iโ€™m not sure if I managed to send magic into it, but I plant it in a larger planter.

Taking care of the flowers until they bloom seems to be a bit special, but Gweil-san and Meti-chan will take care of it.

โ€œLetโ€™s look forward to what kind of flowers will bloom! Iโ€™ll let you know when they bloom!โ€

Waving their hands, they see us off. Leaving the cleanup to them, we head to the kitchen to bring down the dishes.

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ใ€Žโ€แด€แดกแด‡ส™sแด›แดส€ษชแด‡s.แด„แดแดโ€ โ€“ แด…ษชsแด„oแด แด‡ส€ แด€ แด„แด€แด˜แด›ษชแด แด€แด›ษชษดษข แดกแดส€สŸแด… แดา“ สŸแดแด แด‡, แด˜แด€ssษชแดษด แด€ษดแด… แด€แด…แด แด‡ษดแด›แดœส€แด‡, แดกสœแด‡ส€แด‡ สแดแดœ แด„แด€ษด ษชษดแด…แดœสŸษขแด‡ ษชษด แด€ แด„แดสŸสŸแด‡แด„แด›ษชแดษด แดา“ แด›ส€แด€ษดsสŸแด€แด›แด‡แด… ษดแดแด แด‡สŸs แดกษชแด›สœ โ€œแด…แด€ษชสŸส แดœแด˜แด…แด€แด›แด‡sโ€ แด€ษดแด… แด‡xแด„สŸแดœsษชแด แด‡ แด€แด„แด„แด‡ss แด›แด โ€œแด€แด…แด แด€ษดแด„แด‡แด… แด„สœแด€แด˜แด›แด‡ส€sโ€.ใ€

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โ€œIs the Cerberus on your mind too, Dairy?โ€

โ€œHuh?โ€

โ€œYou seemed concerned earlier. If itโ€™s okay with me, shall we go in the evening?โ€

โ€œIs that alright?!โ€ย 

โ€œYeah. But bring some food just in case you get attacked. If it gets dangerous, call out to me. Itโ€™s better to have something you can throw quickly.โ€

โ€œIs it really that dangerous?โ€

โ€œWell, if it comes to it, Iโ€™ll manage with magic. Thatโ€™s why Iโ€™m accompanying you. So make something for me too.โ€

Tyran-san points to [that], which is a towel. But I donโ€™t have the skill to make a towel. This was prepared for me by Ciel-san.

โ€œIn that case, letโ€™s call Ciel-san. . .โ€

โ€œI have a towel. What I want is the enchantment magic.โ€

โ€œBut this towel only has healing and strengthening enchantments, right? And if itโ€™s magic, Tyran-san is better at it. . .โ€

โ€œYours is the most effective.โ€

โ€œI-I see. . .โ€

Itโ€™s embarrassing to think that I have been acknowledged.

Unlike me, blushing, Tyran-san maintains a serious expression. There is a hint of tiredness on his face, though.

After all, he must be quite tired from working in seclusion and then repotting. Without delving too deep, I nodded in agreement.

I stopped by the kitchen and ordered a simple meal.

Tyran-san only took the drink. He said he would sleep like this and have the meal when he wakes up.

While he was having breakfast prepared for him, I headed to Tyran-sanโ€™s room and cast a spell on the blanket.

It was Tyran-sanโ€™s request to use a blanket instead of a towel. He came all the way to the front of the room and then decided to bring it here. He was delighted that he could now sleep soundly.

Who would have thought that the enchantment spell had such power. . .

After parting with Tyran-san, I return to the kitchen and eat the onion soup and omelet that they had prepared for me. I have two slices of bread, which I spread jam on and eat.

Once I feel full, a gentle yawn escapes me.

Taking advantage of the kindness of the two, I entrust them with the dishes and return to my room to take a shower.

While struggling to keep my eyelids from closing, I cast a magic spell on my own blanket. Finally, I get into bed.

As I immediately feel the initial effects, I slowly sink into sleep.

โ€œAhh, I slept well.โ€

I sit up, savoring a big yawn.

Not only compared to the night before, but even compared to two nights ago, my body feels refreshed. Is this the true effect of the magic spell? I should have tried it earlier.

Looking at the clock, itโ€™s already past noon.

It seems like I slept deeply more than I thought. Iโ€™m relieved that there is still enough time to prepare the snack. I wash my face, change clothes, and head to the kitchen. After having a late lunch, I start making the snack.

Todayโ€™s snack is steamed egg bread.

Since I had heard beforehand that Tyran-san would be staying in his room, I had asked for his preferences to prepare something he likes after work.ย 

He also requested some to be brought to his room, so I had planned to make a larger quantity from the beginning. Additionally, I need to set aside some for The Cerberus. After considering various things, I decided to make twice the amount as last time.ย 

When I headed towards the kingโ€™s chamber, Tyran-san was there. It seems he had informed Demon King-sama about The Cerberus that we were going to meet.ย 

โ€œIf anything happens, donโ€™t hesitate to call for me.โ€

Demon King-sama said so and took out the communication device.

When I received it, I felt overwhelmed by such an expensive item. . .but now, I am very grateful for it. Once you get used to it, you canโ€™t go back to the time when you didnโ€™t have it. Itโ€™s just like a smartphone.

โ€œIt should be fine since Iโ€™m with you.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s true.โ€

Demon King-sama nodded in agreement with Tyran-sanโ€™s words and put the device back into its dedicated bag.ย 

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ใ€Žโ€๐™ฐ๐š ๐šŽ๐š‹๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ.๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–โ€ โ€“ ๐™ณ๐š’๐šœ๐šŒ๐š˜v๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐š’v๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š•๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š•๐š˜v๐šŽ, ๐š™๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐šv๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š’๐š—๐š๐šž๐š•๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐šœ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š—๐š˜v๐šŽ๐š•s ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ โ€œ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š•๐šข ๐šž๐š™๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šœโ€ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šก๐šŒ๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š’v๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ โ€œ๐šŠ๐šv๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœโ€.ใ€

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