I Became the Demon Lord and my Territory is an Uninhabited Island

I arrive at the place where I was told, but the attitude is fine, is it very large, is it a multi-purpose house on the island?

When I opened the door, it was full of cigarette smoke, and the fights slammed in the back and quiet for a moment, everyone looked at me, and several spit on the floor.

Hey, it's more a bar than the western drama.

For the time being, I sat down at the open counter seat and stepped down and said, "Beer, and what you can eat right away."

Then the waitress, a white-haired workcat, told me, "If you're a newcomer, you should drink milk!" Is it a rite of passage to the newcomer?

"Your tiny breasts are very attractive personally, but you can't whisper love on the bed and get milk directly from them. I have a wife and a child. I'm sorry, but please invite others to do that, and I'll drink if you can get a cup here now. "

I wanted to get back with a witty or spirited provocation while I was in good shape, but it was just sexual harassment. It's better to come out easily like that.

Then he silently threw the wooden tray like Frisbee. If you get angry or make a noise before throwing, you may have been able to protect your face with a little hand, but the silence was unexpected.

The thrown tray hit the breastplate and was painfully painful, but it seemed that the order was passed because the beer was placed wildly in front of me.

"Ahhhh ..."

While rubbing around my chest, I put the tray on that side and drink beer, but I can't hear any noise behind. Should I have a corner seat where I can look around?

"Hey! Hybrid"

Is it me? Certainly, my parents made me out of love from different races. Well, it doesn't come to mind at all.

"Is it me?"

Turning his beer in one hand and looking at the opponent, a Werewolf man with his left eye crushed was involved. It's a flow that is laughing here and going comfortably. Because I was vulgar sexual harassment.

"I don't look at you, but it's a face, what's coming in suddenly and getting better. If it's a newcomer, it looks like a newcomer.

The guys in the back are drinking while watching the spatula and here, and when they see food and drinks and don't run to the corner, they don't seem to be terribly rampaged. It is.

"Hey, newcomers aren't able to say anything."

"Because it's poor, hit me a few shots and just keep my wallet."

Drunk man is saying something. Well, as you said, do you treat yourself to alcohol?

I smashed the beer in the cup with Nanami and slammed it on the other person's face and said, "Oh, I'm sorry.

The bar is quiet as if hit by water, and Welwolf in front of him is dripping beer on the floor with bitcha bicha.

"You!"

He returned to me, hit with his right hand, but gently bent his body to the right side of his opponent, grabbed his wrist with his right hand, pulled it as it was, grabbed his hair with his left hand, hit his face on the counter, and around Abala Kicked the knee.

After that, twist your wrist further. Kick next to your knees, roll on the floor and step on your belly while holding your wrist.

"I'd like to talk to the boss who's partitioning this area, but where can I go? Or, if you make a little more noise here, will you come over?"

I stood up twisting my wrist further and heard a short scream under my feet, so I lifted my wrist and moved to a nearby table.

Well, no plan, but what to do in the future ... Even if you do too much harm, there seems to be a problem and will the incident in the slum move with vigilantes or soldiers?

"Tee! You're a hybrid!"

So what's wrong with the hybrid. Is pure blood better?

A goat-like man ran screaming and rushing, so he moved across the table, lifted the dishes at the table and kicked it down, and the goat-like man stumbled on the table and fell large, Was kicked off and stunned.

While eating the fried chicken on the table with a fork, he continues to provoke lightly, saying, "Is it all right, but is it OK?"

The surroundings became murderous and said, "Surround yourself!", "Call the boss!" Or "Go before the guy with the weapon." Isn't the boss here?

Perhaps she stashed relatively small weapons, such as knives and daggers, and was slowly driven away by the walls.

"No, no, your weapons will taste bad. Weapons."

With the fried chicken on the fork, put your hands forward and shake, and say in a hurry, and check your carrying and who has what.

"Oh no. I'm sorry."

"It's late!"

When someone shouted, they attacked at once, so the fried chicken stuck in the fork was swung only at the wrist toward the slender and quick-moving face of the workcat, then the fried chicken was thrown, and the toe was scared. To kick the chin and reap the consciousness.

Throw it at the face so that the fork does not stab, and hit it with the face where the fried chicken was, like a pie throw, hit it with the face, and sprinkle the [sand] around, I beat it up in my chair.

He beats the fourteenth person with a tripod chair, reaps the will of all, and forcibly throws the crushed fried chicken into the mouth of the person who fried it first.

He beats with a plate and throws the crushed fried chicken into the mouth of unconscious people.

"After this, the staff was delicious!"

I told the falling guys, I returned to the counter and asked for water, and the waitress who threw me at the tray immediately brought in the water and sent me a glance of hot eyes.

No… bad, but it ’s just a joke, do n’t be serious. However, it is wonderful that the master who looks like a monkey does not move. I'm making food silently.

What came out was fried chicken. Yeah, the oil was still warm.

By the way, those who did not attack returned.

"Master, how much is a chair?"

"Two monolithic silver coins with bother charges. Four silver coins with your food and sake."

"……I'm sorry"

Put silver coins on the counter as said.

"Isn't that" Please keep these guys on? "

"I can't bother you."

While waiting for the bosses to return, while poking the fried chicken with a fork.

"Well, don't you order sake or milk?"

, The workcat woman is quite worried and asks her face red.

You threw me a tray earlier, what did you say?

"Oh, if you're good, you can go to the room on the second floor as it is, okay? I like a strong man."

"Oh, I'm really sorry, but that is a provocative return, so don't be serious."

"Well, it's good. If you're good, I'll always be waiting."

"Huh .... I'll never do that when I come again. Please find other men."

The expression fell at a stretch. Well, it is better for the opponent to refuse from the beginning than to expect it.

After a while, I was told, "Oh, there's a play on the tripod. Bad, it's six silver coins." I'm all bad, but I can cry ...

"Hey, here!"

With such a voice, the door opened vigorously and turned around, and a man about two meters tall, approaching a minotaur without one corner quite close to a human came.

"Yes, hybrids are smart"

"... it's him"

What are you, upper body mukkimuki! Even if you hit with such an iron pipe, it seems that you will be glanced at while bleeding lightly. Isn't there more muscle than Muscle Demon at the front line base! ? Apart from fighting power.

Well, yew is about three times scarier.

It's just good not to attack you at the moment you have your eyes. The first master said that his hands were faster than his mouth.

"I don't really think about these things. I don't feel like being rampaged by my own stripes."

I'm a real island. I do not put it in my mouth.

"Well, I think so too. I wanted to talk to you and got a little rampage, but forgive me."

I stand up with my fork, ready to move

"I guess it's a lot of fuss to call me, isn't it?"

"Because I don't want to sniff at the inn for a few days."

I didn't like the smile with smiling, and when I heard my words, I ran swiftly, turning down the corners of the tables and chairs, turning only one corner toward me.

Judging that it was impossible to throw a fork, I closed my eyes and jumped sideways while activating the [flash bun] 3 meters ahead, jumping into the counter as it was, and rampaging inside the counter ing.

It ’s too rampage to be blind. Is the master and waitress safe? Ah, if I got up, I wonder if I ran away.

The rest of the water you drank is splashed into the oil that fried the fried chicken, and the oil bounces off grandly.

The splashed oil splatters around, and descends grandly on one corner that was rampaged inside the counter, rolling around. Since it is a poor phase, activate [Water Polo] and let it soak. I fired a [stone] like a handball in the air and hit the head by natural fall to stun.

He threw the cup he had in his hand to the one who called the one-horned man and turned around, and a good sound rang in the shop, and for the time being, all were successfully neutralized.

I sighed and muttered, "Do you have any repairs for this guy?" And sat down on a chair that had not fallen, waiting for the Master to come.

The master came out a little from the back door, as it was quiet, and came to see him.

"Oh, sorry. I've messed up the store. Almost hard."

"Oh, I was prepared when Trow came."

Is it a single corner name ...?

"I'd like to ask for repairs at the store or this guy. That's why he was rampaged at the counter. Oh, he hit the table and chairs while falling down, so it's from the entrance to here as well."

"Well, I'll talk about it again, but I don't feel like taking it off."

As you said, Master is looking at you.

"It's bad that he's quicker than his mouth. If he asked me to go out, he would respond."

"That's right. It's going to rampage right away."

Can't help but sell it. The security seems to be good for rabbits and corners. As a bargaining material, let's wholesale sake without going through a merchant.

"Master, let's do a deal."

Spread both hands lightly and talk with a smile.

"Before that, drag this guy out of the counter. I'm not stuck if I get rampage again."

"Oh, yes"

I dressed up a little, but it was meaningless. For the time being, I grabbed the corner and dragged it out of the small doorway beside the counter, but when I lay down, my body caught without breaking.

I lifted it up from behind and pulled it out of the counter somehow, but what should I do? Is there a string to tie?

When asked if there was a string, I was told that there was a string for packing, and when I asked, the waitress ran in the back of the counter with a very flexible movement and brought the string. Is it a race to move so quickly in a narrow counter? Workcats seem to be very agile.

Tie the trolley, connect the horn and ankle, and roll in a shrimp warped state. The waitress was cooperative throughout, but I can't really love you.

In order to reconsider the discussion, I sat at the counter and a waitress sat next to me and rubbed. Really excuse me. And don't wrap your tail around your arm.

Did you get a lot of stocks after you defeated the trolley? I just rolled and put water in the oil.

"So what is the purpose?"

"In short, we'll pay for all repairs at this store, so let's have an advertising poster on the wall."

"... What does that mean? Not quite in proportion for the price?"

I really look at me with a look like I don't understand.

"I want a man on the former deserted island, five days away from Selenite by boat, and I need to advertise and call out to solicit it."

"Is that island an island where the damn sweet Demon King has pioneered? Are you a subordinate or something? What is the purpose of the Demon King?"

I talked about manpower, why slums, and the population ratio of the island.

"In other words, there are many races, I want to increase the demons, so I work more than rotten and drinking."

"Well. So, I didn't want to recruit myself and take me away and stare at the boss, so I came to talk ..."

Look at the shrimp warping trousers under your feet.

"This is it."

"... I almost knew it, but my shop is losing customers. What do you do?"

"The slum population is declining, and vacant places may settle for better places than lower wards, or rumors spread, and abandoned vigilantes may return. Were you good at paying these guys? "

"Not at all"

"Then, it's okay if you're gone. And I'm glad you can sell sake without going through a merchant. Do you know beryl?"

"Drank just once, is it a strong drink?"

"Are is my home sake, but I also make it on that island."

"Huh ... keep going."

"Replacement of residents, delicious liquor, strong liquor, large bar. What do you think?"

"I heard from my grandfather that it was a good bar before the slum. I was longing for it."

"It's OK to rectify bad guys. Please only speak to those who are willing to work."

Regarding rehabilitation, it's Plan B.

"All right"

He said his right hand, so he held it firmly.