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After taking the kitchen knife and taking out the stored ingredients from the refrigerator, the Great Demon King began to make his own dinner.

Mechanically turning the ingredients in front of him into cubes of different thicknesses, Marisa's smiling face inadvertently slipped into the heart of the Great Demon King.

Taking another heavy breath, the Great Demon King said to himself silently in his heart.

'Remember, Great Demon King. ’

You're not wrong. ’

You can't make a mistake. ’

You are always on the right path. ’

'You will always be forever and forever and forever...'

"How is this possible!"

Forcefully inserted the kitchen knife in his hand into the board, such a rough action made the big demon king's tense nerves relax a little.

Rubbing his swollen temples, the Great Demon King put the kitchen knife aside and threw the irregular pieces of ingredients into the pot haphazardly.

Patiently waiting by the pot, the Great Demon King stared at the blue flames, and his thoughts drifted to a place that he didn't even know.

It wasn't until the boiling soup gushed out of the lid and extinguished the flames under the pot that the Great Demon King reacted.

Hurriedly turning off the fire, the Great Demon King scooped up a little of the black paste soup he had made with a soup spoon.

As soon as the soup touched the taste buds, all kinds of strange flavors mixed into a kind of nausea that the Great Demon King couldn't speak.

"What about sugar? Marisa, you put the sugar again..."

Instinctively complained, and after a while, the Great Demon King remembered that there was no one in the house now.

Keeping his mouth shut, the Great Demon King silently rummaged through the kitchen cabinets, but couldn't find his sugar jar anyway.

"Maybe Marisa used it to refine some strange potion again..."

Whispering with a wry smile, the Great Demon King turned and walked towards Marisa's room.

"I'm in!"

After habitually knocking on the door, the Great Demon King walked in.

Carefully bypassing the books scattered on the floor, and handily collecting some of the magic books that Patchouli had specially told her to return to her, to the door.

Seeing that Marisa's bed was still as messy as usual, the Great Demon King sighed, but still stepped forward to fold the futon that was haphazardly piled at the end of the bed.

Reflexively walked out of the house, and the Great Demon King took a wooden basin from outside the house before turning back.

Putting Marisa's clothes on the floor into a wooden basin, she stuffed the sheets with some strange stains in them.

Just when the Great Demon King wanted to stuff Marisa's pillowcase inside, he unexpectedly found a book under the pillow that seemed to be read a lot.

"Recipes? It's strange that Marisa would look at such a thing..."

Stopping the movement in his hand, the Great Demon King turned around the cover of the book with interest, and entered a line of beautiful charcoal words.

"I scribbled on borrowed books again, I really didn't listen to persuasion..."

Sliding his finger lightly over the charcoal lettering, looking at the font that was diametrically opposed to Marisa's appearance, the Great Demon King only then remembered that Marisa was also a young lady.

"Except for being a little sloppy, that guy is usually a good wife who knows how to be polite..."

The corners of his mouth unconsciously put on a smile, and he was forcibly left off by the Great Demon King.

Continuing to flip through the pages, the Archdemon gently read the note Marisa had jotted down in the margins on it.

"Start learning how to make breakfast today! Can't let that guy complain anymore! ”

"Sure enough, breakfast is even more difficult to make than expected, so let's use milk and eggs to fool it today."

With a sneer, the Great Demon King flipped a few pages back and continued to read.

"It's harder than you think... It's still the same..."

Thinking of those breakfasts that had never changed, the Great Demon King turned back a few pages with some annoyance.

"That guy is complaining all the time today... Yes! Sounds annoying... But after eating today's failure, my stomach seems to be a little strange..."

'That guy, did you eat the loser?' With an inexplicable tightness in his heart, the Great Demon King hurriedly flipped back.

"My stomach hurts, it hurts, it hurts! But the guy didn't notice it at all... Just remember to chat with Fran – it's bad! ”

"No more! I'm dying! But the guy laughed and carried Fran out..."

Swallowing hard, the Great Demon King continued to read what had become a diary.

“…”

Skimming over a large blank space, the Great Demon King finally found some crooked small words at the end of the page.

"Fortunately, Xiao Ai came, otherwise I would really die—ha! Probably not, after all, it's just breakfast. ”

With a long sigh of relief, the Great Demon King found that he couldn't read anymore.

blinked his astringent eyes vigorously, but the Great Demon King found that nothing was flowing out.

Carefully putting the notes back as they were, the Great Demon King walked out with the already stuffed wooden basin.

Sitting in the courtyard, I washed my clothes slowly with the tap water that the kappa had come to load not long ago.

After the Great Demon King had cleaned everything, the Great Demon King looked up at the round moon in the sky.

"It's not close."

After shaking his head, the Great Demon King got up and hung the washed clothes in the courtyard.

Turning back to the house, the Great Demon King opened the door to the closet.

"Which one should I wear?"

His eyes swept over the clothes of the Eternal Pavilion and the worn dress worn by Saki Night, and finally, the Great Demon King's eyes stayed on his wedding dress.

Put on your dress and put the Demon King's robe on the outside.

Taking Marisa's hand mirror, the Great Demon King looked at it slightly.

"Is short hair still suitable for me?"

Putting the mirror down, the Great Demon King took the Sword of the Demon King and the Sword of the Three Artifacts and hung them on the side of his waist.

He hung the mirror of the three artifacts on the other side, and then threaded the jade through the rope and put it around his neck.

In the end, the Great Demon King closed his eyes, held the Demon King's crown with both hands, and solemnly put it on the top of his head.

Twisting the Demon King's Crown slightly, after making sure that it had been placed at the most perfect angle, the Great Demon King slowly opened his eyes.

After taking the mirror again, the Great Demon King smiled with satisfaction after making a gesture to each other.

"Hah! It's like a demon king! ”

Striding out of his own door, the Great Demon King looked up at the huge full moon that happened to be above his head, and said with a chuckle:

"Is this just the right time—"