A Girl Who Impersonated the Saint Lives Freely in Her Second Life

rection of the singing.

“Your Majesty.”

I call out, and the Demon King turns around.

“Shrine Maiden?”

I nod and sit down next to the Demon King.
He seems a little surprised, but he accepts me.
I take advantage of this and ask the Demon King some questions.

“Your Majesty, how old are you?”

“This year marks my 17th birthday.”

I’m taken aback.
He’s only two years my senior.
I assumed he was older.
However, now that I think about it.

the Demon King lost his parents when he was seven.
If I remember correctly, he doesn’t have any uncles or aunts, so he’s been on the throne ever since.
How difficult that must have been.
Maybe that’s why he looks even more mature.

“This year marks my fifteenth birthday.”

“Well, in a year, you’ll be an adult.”

In this world, adulthood is defined as 16 years old.
It’s strange that you can legally drink a year from now in this world.

“By the way, Your Majesty.”

“What is it?”

“Do you want me to sing you a lullaby?”

the Demon King nodded as I spoke.
I was taken aback because it was supposed to be a joke, but I sang the lullaby that the Demon King and Garen used to sing, if that’s what the Demon King desired.

“Your voice reminds me of my mother… may I touch you?”

“Yes.”

The large hands of the Demon King clutched my cheeks.

“You’re so alive.”

As if to confirm his words, I gasped.
Could it be that the Demon King was present when his parents died?

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“…I see.”

the Demon King slowly removes his hand.
I follow his hand with my gaze, and the Demon King laughs.

“I’m sorry; Yulin probably asked you to do this.”

He knows!

“Your Majesty, I don’t hate rainy days as much as I used to—because you sang me a lullaby.”

The gentle voice of the Demon King has calmed my heart.
So I’d like to help the Demon King as well.
As I said, the Demon King blinked slowly.

“…Me, too; I had a bad rainy day, but I enjoy talking to you in this manner.”

I’m glad the Demon King shares my sentiments.
And I’m glad we can talk like this because we haven’t talked much recently.

“But, Shrine Maiden, return to your room right now or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Today I’m dressed warmly, so I’ll be fine ACHOO!”

Oh, no! I sneezed.

“Look, you’re going to catch a cold… I’m going to bed now as well.”

Really? the Demon King laughed as I gave him a hard look.

“Yes, I’ll be able to sleep tonight because of you…Thank you.”

So I have no choice but to retreat, bid the Demon King goodnight, and return to my room.

I wish the Demon King a restful night’s sleep tonight.

That’s what I was hoping for as I fell asleep.