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own realm.”
    “This is just…so hard. I can’t take any more of it.”
    “I am not asking you to handle it all, Emilia. I am still his neighbor, after all, and nothing would make me happier than to set the table for the Hero to slay the Devil King. That, at least, I will take responsibility for. As long as another archangel or Malebranche chieftain does not rear its ugly head, I can handle things well enough by myself.”
    “…One word of warning: Staking them out is the most boring thing in the universe.” Emi didn’t bother lifting her head as she spoke, evoking a very un-Hero-like sense of lethargy.
    “Alciel runs the place like a military school to keep them under budget. Lucifer just taps, taps, taps away at his computer day and night. The Devil King works, eats, and sleeps. That’s it. Smile on his face the whole damn time. Keeping a constant vigil over them made me feel like some kind of creepy celebrity stalker.”
    “Yes, but MgRonald is closed for the moment, is it not? We should remain cautious, at least for now. Once the restaurant reopens, Sariel will be running interference for us as well. The demons will be loath to take major action.”
    Across the street from Maou’s workplace off Hatagaya station, there was a Sentucky Fried Chicken franchise managed by the archangel Sariel.
    Thanks to his falling head over heels in love with MgRonald manager Mayumi Kisaki, Sariel had been kissing up to Maou to an almost embarrassing extent.
    The two of them were on rather poor terms, it was true. But Barbariccia would hardly be foolish enough to attempt to kidnap the Devil King while he was literally under the nose of an archangel.
    “…Huh. Suppose so.”
    Emi could barely summon a whisper in response.
    “…Listen, Bell. You know why I like samurai dramas so much? And not the ones about wandering
ronin
or peasants rising up to fight injustice. I’m talking
Vice-Shogun Mito
or
Maniac Shogun
or… Well, I’ve taken a liking to
Samurai Inspector Hyouzo
lately, too, but…”
    “Um? No…”
    Suzuno blinked, having trouble surmising Emi’s intent.
    After a moment, Emi finally lifted her head off the bed.
    “Because they’re about people in high positions fighting for truth and justice and all that. If there’s a villain who won’t listen to reason, he’ll beat them up until they see the error of their ways. Everything works out; everyone’s happy. Even if it’s all made up, I like seeing good win out so…
completely
like that. Clean and simple.”
    “I see. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, one could say.”
    “What?”
    “Something I read in a book recently.”
    “Oh.”
    With a groan, Emi stood up. Suzuno pretended not to notice the slight red twinge in her eyes.
    She sniffled and shook her head.
    “…If only…”
    “Hmm?”
    “If only they had AC in that apartment…”
    “The savior of our world has has grown soft indeed.”
    It was uncharacteristic sarcasm, coming from Suzuno as she caressed Alas Ramus’s hair.
    Emi bunched up her face and looked down upon her.
    “How much is the rent over there?”
    “Forty-five thousand yen, if I recall.”
    “’Cause this place has more than a few problems, but I got it for fifty thousand.”
    The price quote drove Suzuno to take another look around Emi’s room.
    “Could that be the case…? Truly?”
    A large closet. Two rooms, each about 150 square feet. With air-conditioning, a bathroom, a fully electric range, and an autolock down in the lobby.
    “No. This cannot
possibly
be fifty thousand yen per month.”
    “Well, I mean, there’s a
lot
of backstory to that, so… Ah, well. I guess there’s a lot of empty space over there, still. I’ll have to make up my mind someday.”
    Where was “over there”? When was “someday”? Suzuno decided not to ask.
    “Oooogh…Mommy…”
    Just then, a pudgy hand placed itself on top of Suzuno’s as Alas Ramus babbled in her sleep.
    Patting her soft, adorable skin, the cleric found