But what did Slime do wrong?

Limuru's life in Yokohama suddenly became peaceful and peaceful.

The king has many privileges. If they want to develop their clan and achieve a career, then many related policies will naturally open the door to them, and the green light will be unimpeded.

Even if they only want to be mediocre to be a salty fish, of course the government can’t really starve the king to death, and a huge sum of money will be transferred to the king’s card every month... Of course, the premise is that they have registered with the King of Gold.

After all, if any royal person wants to do something because of lack of money, then no one can afford this responsibility, right?

Therefore, only a small amount of money and some policy conveniences are needed to appease these kings who are like walking HE weapons... This is really a good deal, isn't it?

Any fool knows how to calculate this account.

Even to a certain extent, it is actually encouraging the kings to accept and develop their own clans, because in this way, they undoubtedly have their own fetters, and what they need to worry about is more or less when they act. If there are few, I will be a little more considerate and considerate.

Not to mention that the king can open the door to ordinary people who do not have superpowers. Although there is no exact statistics on this, the number of clans that can develop does not seem to have reached the upper limit.

No matter which country is concerned, the quality and quantity of supernatural beings are actually an invisible strategic resource.

From this point of view, the existence of the king undoubtedly needs to be paid more attention to.

As a product of the concession left over from the last century, Yokohama has always been in chaos.That is, since the Dragon Head War, the port Maffia family dominates, and the situation in Yokohama has eased.

At least compared to the past few years, Yokohama is now much more peaceful and peaceful, and it is a city where ordinary people can go out at night.

Therefore, in fact, many people were relieved to put such a green king as Limulu in Yokohama.

After all, he is a king, so he should be able to control the situation more or less, right?Even if it is only a violent solution, it is still qualified!

——All those who had such expectations got a news like a nightmare before they had time to be happy for a few days.

The new Green King... his current first and only clan, is Osamu Dazai.

That's it, the supernatural ability is a bug [disqualification in the world], who was once a cadre of the port Maffia, and one of the famous "double blacks" in "this world"... Osamu Dazai.

After hearing the news, I don't know how many people's eyes suddenly went dark.

...Why is it that Osamu Dazai? ! !

And it didn't take long for the various forces who had been paying close attention to this new King of Green who settled in Yokohama to get news again... The port Maffia has already started contacting the King of Green.

At this moment, the other forces of various parties finally couldn't sit still anymore.

***

"...Want to visit me?"

Limulu's cheeks were bulging, and she was holding a porcelain white plate in her hand. On the plate, there were delicately crafted desserts that should be very delicious just by looking at them like this.

Woo hoo the modern world is the best at this!So many goodies!So many games!This is something he can't do in his own world!

Even so, the way of industry still caused some impact more or less, and there is no way to make up for it even with magical means.

Limuru made up his mind in his heart, and before he completed the agreement with the will of the world, he must get enough of these things that he had been away for a long time—games, novels, comics, and food—all enough!

With such a plan in mind, he picked up a cherry in his mouth, looked at Osamu Dazai who had just spoken, and stared round: "Why?"

Osamu Dazai gave a short "huh": "You should be more or less aware of your identity as a king."

He came to the sofa opposite Limuru and sat down, propped his chin with both hands, looked at Limuru, and when he met Limuru's eyes, he bent his eyebrows and showed a smile: "For many people in Yokohama From a human point of view...you are like a beautiful rose now."

Rimuru: "... Huh?"

What a strange metaphor!

He is a man, but he really doesn't want to be described by words like "rose", he has no manliness at all.

"Everyone wants to touch and smell it with their hands, and there are even those daring people who want to try to pick you off and take you away... So, if you don't show a tougher momentum , maybe you will be led by the nose."

"Well, that kind of thing..."

Rimuru tilted her head and thought about it, before eating the last piece of cake.

"It doesn't matter."

"Because I don't think I will be taken advantage of by others!"

Osamu Dazai looked at his unconscious and defenseless appearance, and pressed his temple with some headache.

You are too confident in yourself in this matter!

Ah, I'm sure, his king is indeed a very foolish fool.

"Anyway, all these things can be done by you, Dazai..."

Limuru's gaze shifted to another dessert beside her.

"I can see it. You have your own ideas about Yokohama, right? Then just do it with all your strength. No need to worry about it. No matter what happens next, I will still be behind you!"

"Just remember that," Rimuru said.

He spoke lightly, but Osamu Dazai's eyelashes that were drooping trembled violently a few times.

"You open this authority to me like this, don't you worry about me doing something bad?"

He asked in a brisk tone, his voice was soft like a low whisper between lovers, but underneath it seemed to be something else writhing and ominous.

"Well."

Rimuru let out a short, meaningless low note, and looked up at Osamu Dazai who was much taller than him.

Osamu Dazai almost suspected that he saw his own reflection in the opponent's pair of golden pupils.

"So, are you going to do something bad, Dazai?"

Limuru asked.

"Will you betray me, Dazai?"

[Solution, through daily behavior analysis, the individual named 【Osamu Dazai】——]

[Alright, there is no need to analyze this, Mr. King of Wisdom. ] Limulu smiled and said, [The answer to this question, I still prefer to hear Dazai tell me personally. ]

[Will Teacher King of Wisdom want to bet with me?Just bet on Dazai's answer. ]

Limuru said firmly.

[I believe Dazai will give a response. ]

[…unintelligible. ] This time, the King of Wisdom did not give an immediate response like in the past, but spoke again after a long time, [judgments based on emotions are unstable and prone to problems, and should not be taken into consideration.Only predictions made with data are the most realistic developments... as it should be. ]

[But this world is such a world full of human feelings. ]

Rimuru stared at Osamu Dazai in front of him, and tilted his head.

[Mr. King of Wisdom, it is precisely because we have our own emotions and so many joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys that we are truly individuals living in this world and can become such unique beings. ]

[I admit that I do feel a little emotional a lot of the time——]

At this time, Osamu Dazai finally responded.

Almost sighing, he came to Limuru, half-kneeled in front of the boy, grabbed his hand, and pressed it on his cheek.

When he died in Oda, he felt the warmth from the opponent's hand on his cheek; but this time, Osamu Dazai held Rimuru's hand and pressed it to his side face, which was the same as Oda's hand at the time. The same position where the operator's hand is placed has the same, but far different temperature.

...but just as hot.

"How could I betray you?"

"How could I do... things that are not good for you."

[But you see, Master King of Wisdom. ]

"I will be your sword and your shield, and I will give you everything you want."

[All my emotions, and what I can get in the end, are all good endings. ]

"Because you are my king."

Osamu Dazai could almost hear a voice saying to himself, admit it.

Admit that even a person like you will have such a day.

Admitting that even a person like you would be convinced by some existence, wanting to take the other person's words as the motivation to move forward, grabbing the light that escaped from the other person like a thief, and giving yourself darkness, In the boring and turbid world, add a touch of warmth and brightness.

The King of Wisdom watched this scene for a long time, and the King sitting proudly on a high place held his hand like a black-haired young man holding a rare treasure.

The golden sunlight added a warm edge to their silhouettes. It was not so much a gift from the king and his subjects, but more like believers asking for mercy from the gods, and drawing courage and hope.

Deep in its core, something is accumulating and deteriorating—although, it is only a very weak point of change.

[Yes, my master. ]

[You are always right. ]