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



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

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Short Story




Part 1

“This isn’t good”, at that moment I thought, 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 isn’t apart of restroom process. 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, February 13 a Saturday.


I am very punctual; it’s rare that I arrived 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 from 7,8,9 during 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 the PSAT. Carrying the briefcase for 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 befitting reference book list for me, it’s not going to be a enjoyable time with a friend. We decided that afterwards to go somewhere to warm up, we would go see the book stores close to the station… all so to be due disgraceful results on the monthly exams.


Of course, it was I who had disappointing results. The worst since I started high school and final exams are just around the corner, Depending on the results it could be that one again I will experience be living as a freshmen.


The words that could bench someone. Repeat, repeat , repeat, strike out for a year!



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