I was moved for a long time, my fists folded in front of my chest and my eyes red, but the Winter Moon Demon shattered my emotion.
"Oh! Come to think of it, did you get a potato supply from the former president of the academy?"
"The president?"
"Yes. We have to deliver our food, too, but he won't bring you potatoes!"
"You have to use honorifics with the president."
I can't tolerate the Four Demons, in my inner Confucian girl's mind, calling the president "the president..." The Winter Moon Devil said bluntly, as if he was wronged.
"I'm older than the president!"
I shook my head.
"Still, on the outside, you're younger. You're like a child, but you're not one yet."
"Whoa, you only look at appearances!"
"That's right."
I nodded in admiration at the Winter Moon Devil's insight. Then the devil held out his short, plump hand to me and asked for a high five.
"Wow, what a demon! That's cool!"
I gave the devil a high five. After all, the look-oriented demon world seems to be a good match for me!
"Yes! I think I'm the devil!"
Since I am exploiting the devil's labor, my current position is about the level of the Great Devil. I feel like my status has risen. Feeling more proud, I patted the horns of the Winter Moon Devil, which had become as soft as marshmallows, and nodded. Now, even with more than five years passing, I'm getting used to it. Shall we go to the potato farm soon? Still, I was close with the president five years ago, so I guess we can communicate to some extent...
...I couldn't communicate with the president.
No, before it even made sense... I was overwhelmed. I opened my mouth as I looked at the vast potato field where the president had been farming. In the potato field, which seemed to be over 10,000 square meters, I saw only one person with a pickaxe in the distance. And at the front of the vast potato field, I saw a guard patrolling while dozing off.
...What is this? I'm sure the president said that his dream was to retire quickly and go to the countryside to become a farmer, but what is this? What is this vast potato field? Is this a potato village whose specialty is potatoes?
I grabbed my confused head and glanced at the janitor next to me.
"...I came here because the former president of Maltend Academy is here."
"Oh, he is. This is the master."
...Yes, he seems to have existed. I nodded awkwardly at the janitor and said.
"But I think I came to the wrong place, so I'll come back next time."
I'll leave the future to myself in five years. This place looks like it's not good for some reason. I was about to turn my back and leave...
"Uh, wait a minute!"
I looked back at the janitor and shook my head tremblingly.
"Yes?"
"You're here, Master! See you and go."
"Uh... Hmm..."
I couldn't continue. Hey, the black dot running at full speed behind the old man is not the president. It won't be.
"Oh dear! Meldenik! I've been waiting for you! I will take care of you properly!"
I tried my best to put on a capitalist smile and tilted my head.
Who is it, that person? I can't continue. His voice is definitely like that of the former president of the academy. But is it really the president? Isn't the world deceiving me? I saw a burnt-potato-like person in front of me with a charred face and held out my hand tremblingly. No matter how much you look at it—the cooking, or even the face—you can't tell the difference... I don't think I'm getting a farmer from the countryside and acting as a substitute for the president. The president, who saw my suspicious gaze, laughed happily.
"Oh, it's a little more ridden than a month ago, right? It's the harvest season, so I stood in the sun 24 hours a day."
Do potatoes also have a harvest season? Yes, I don't know. I put on a sales smile and shook my head.
"Uh... That's right. What potatoes will you deliver to us?"
"I'm all ready! Cool, right? Right?"
Obviously, he has changed so much from when he was president. It was chatty, but I still felt like a doctor or a professor. Why did he turn into a complete farmer? It will also be in and out. I put on a natural smile on the outside and tried my best to hide my shyness on the inside.
"Awesome. Absolutely cool. Okay."
Fortunately, despite my squeaky reaction, the president did not lose his satisfied expression.
"Yes? Haha, let's take a look at this too!"
The president didn't know that I was shy, so he smiled and held out something that he had carefully put in his armpit to me.
"What is this?"
Something came out of my armpit. When I stared at him with a wary expression, the president laughed blankly.
"Read it once, hehe!"
Is it magic? Innovation in potato farming!
If it is published in an aristocratic daily newspaper...
The president is amazing. He seems to be a great person in many ways to live such a fulfilling life even after retirement. If it were me, I would just lie in bed... I gave him a thumbs up and said, "That's amazing, really."
"Then let's go see our ugly potatoes! You have to be selective!"
I don't know why the alternative stationery store is doing potato business, but it seems that Meldenik will work harder in the junk food business in the future...
"Yes, go."
...I'll sacrifice my current self for my future self. I put a capitalist smile on my mouth again and followed the president.
And a few hours passed.
There is no such thing as a dog student. How can you do this farming with a smile? Is he even a person? Today I saw the devil. In addition to the four demons trapped in Dominic's sword, the president was the real demon.
"I'm sure I've seen four demons today, but I don't think there are real demons here."
I used my hands as if I had 100 hands and muttered quietly to the president who was eagerly digging potatoes.
"Hey, President. I'm useless now, so I can go..."
Then the president said grimly.
"You've seen less than 100 potato varieties yet!"
I watched all day, but there are 100 more varieties? Can there be 100 potato varieties in the first place? This really has to bounce. I'm going to die in this world. I said hurriedly.
"I have an urgent appointment. Haha."
Horns. Lack. But I feel like my body will become a potato if I stay here, so I have to get out quickly.
...When I smiled hesitantly, hiding my true feelings, the president nodded his head in regret. With the president's voice telling me to come back next time, and with the potato seedlings he handed me, I managed to get out of the potato farm in a hurry.
Wow, I really want to get out of this damn world. Come to think of it, why don't you go out? Isn't there something like a system window? Ve.
"Danny, you bastard..."
Even if I call Danny's name as if summoning him, my name will just scatter in the air. But Danny didn't say anything, and I had no choice but to trudge out of the potato farm. I continued to exit the vast potato field until the sun was setting...
Why am I still working five years later?!
Just as I was almost out of the vast potato farm, I heard a loud voice in the distance, like a relief pitcher.
"Sister!"
It was a more mature voice, but I could tell it at once. It was Mirisa. I smiled and waved at the butler in a pink apron and Mirisa with Henry in a cooking hat. Oh my God, my Savior. And finally, I found it, Duke Mirisa Hesman! When I saw Mirisa in front of me, I shouted with a grin.
"Nice to meet Your Excellency, Duke."
Mirisa, still confident, still lovely, and still brave, bowed her head towards me.
"Sister!"
She's grown a lot, but I can tell when I see that she has a playful smile like when she was younger. Our lovely little one, Mirisa, was right.
"Henry is here, too!"
Little Wizard, or No, now Child Wizard Henry.
"I came too. I'm a little busy with dating, haha."
Even the butler holding a love letter with a heart in his arms. Seeing my people gathered like this made me feel warm and happy. ...It would have been better if the place wasn't near the potato field.
On that day, I was invited by Mirissa to a dinner at Duke Hesmann's house. It was said that many people would gather together, and it was a really gorgeous atmosphere. He said that he would also meet Isaac, who works at the Mage Tower, at a formal meal.
How has Isaac changed? It's five years later... Will it be the same as before?
He was the person I was most curious about. Even as I entered the hall of Duke Hesmann's banquet, my heart kept pounding. However, Isaac did not come until Axion, Henry, Mirissa, Carratt, and Dominic came in one by one. I waited for him nervously, putting more effort into the cutlery in my hand. And just before the appetizer came out, it was announced that there would be a banquet at seven o'clock. Finally, Isaac opened the door and appeared.
"Sorry for being late."
"Welcome!"
Isaac walked over naturally and took my side. I relaxed my hand on my cutlery and stared at him.
"...Welcome, Isaac."
His voice trembled a little. Because I feel like I'm looking at someone else. Five years later, Isaac became a little more mature. Originally, he didn't look that young, but the free man he used to look like is gone. He was literally the epitome of a gentleman, wearing a neat suit and accessories like cuffs. The appearance was somehow unfamiliar, so I spoke to him openly, his slightly trembling voice softened.
"You came just on time."
"Yes, I'm a little busy with work."
Isaac rolled his eyes and smiled. Seeing that smile, the affection for me was still there.