They left the room.
Still in bewilderment, he followed after Shera and descended the stairs, then they walked to the inn’s exit.
Diablo asked her a question.
「Don’t you need to say goodbye to Rem?」
「”More importantly”, I need to hurry and return with Onii-sama to the Greenwood Kingdom.」
──Does that mean she doesn’t have any words of parting for Rem!?
Even though they were getting along so well.
Was a change in mind like this really possible? Or could it be, everything was an act? Was there any meaning to something like that?
He couldn’t believe it.
However, without any hesitation or even looking back, she went outside of the inn.
Immediately there, a carriage was waiting. It was the carriage that he saw from the window a little while ago.
That, repulsive sound of a pipe could be heard.
The door of the carriage slowly opened.
As he thought, it was this guy.
Holding a transverse flute, there was the figure of Kiira with ridicule plastered on his face.
「Shera, hurry up and come over here. The smell of the Demon is going to cling to you. The smell of a loser that is!」
「Yes, Onii-sama.」
It were as if he knew that all of this was going to end up like this.
Shera got onto the carriage.
Kiira chuckled.
「Kukuku……Demon, you understand, don’t you? Be sure to keep your promise, got it? You’ve got to respect Shera’s intentions the most. You promised that if this girl says that she’s going to return to her country, you’re not going to grumble about it.」
Diablo was unable to say anything.
Kiira poured on his scorn.
The carriage’s door closed.
Shera didn’t even look outside.
Rather, as if she weren’t looking at anything, she solidified as if she were a plaster figure.
The carriage started to move.
Way too easily, Shera left Diablo’s side.