MaruMA:Volume13:Who's the Demon King's future Queen?...!

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Who's the Majesty's Maou's future Mate?...!

Mirror's Depth

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Who's the Majesty's Maou's future Mate?...!

Short Story

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Part 1

“This isn’t good”, I thought at that moment, but I was already late.

Murata expression changed when he passed by the businessman. The two of us crashed, Murata, and I lost our balance and we fell twenty-five stairs downwards

My name is Yuri Shibuya , which doesn't mean golden snow or the yellow liquid found in old-school bullies favorite stop. Today, I had gone to meet with my friend at the gate of the ticket office of district’s train station . The time was five and sixteen minutes, on February 13 a Saturday.

I am very punctual; it’s rare that I arrived even two minutes after the appointment. But this time I was climbing slippery stairs two by two, after covered with last night’s snowfall.

My classmate during seventh, eighth ,ninth grade from junior high school, Ken Murata , he had worn cute camel colored coat with double flaps and a black scarf. As it seemed, we weren't going to meet at ticket office gate. He began coming down the stairs.

I remembered, he had just finished his final exams. Carrying the briefcase like backpack containing his schoolwork on his left shoulder, holding it place with one hand.

-- Stop, Murata! It’s dangerous; you are going to fog up your glasses.

-- No, Shibuya, it’s the other way are around. The reverse makes fog; when you pass from a cold place to hot one, like when you eat noodles.

He said at the foot of the stairs, just arriving at half-time. As, I squat clutching the handrail, while desperately inhaling cold air into my lungs.

-- Hey… sorry for being late

-- No you aren’t late

-- But it was I who asked you to accompany me to check the bookstores! Don’t you know that in situations like this, I should arrive 15 minutes before at the agreed place and be waiting for you?

-- What are you saying, eh?

Murata glasses reflected a surprised expression, before patting me on the back, whacking my jacket.

I hope, you won't give me such a pleasant speech when you take me to see baseball.

But you like baseball?

Nevertheless, although he is going to show me a finest reference book list for me, it’s not going to be a enjoyable date being with a friend.Afterwards, we decided that to go somewhere to warm up. We would go see the book stores close to the station…all so we wouldn't be due disgraceful results on the monthly exams.

Of course, it was I who had disappointing scores. The worst scores since I started high school, and with final exams are just around the corner, depending on the results it could be that one again cold experience what it was like live as a freshmen.

The words which could bench someone’s heart, repeat, repeat, repeat, strike out for a year!

Ahh, you only say words that make me feel horrible.

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