Although she said she didn't need to rely on her parents when she grew up, Ania was just a minor child after all. The only difference between her and other children was that she had stronger power.

The next morning, the boy who woke up from his sleep and felt uncomfortable all over his body thought to look at Ania who was curled up in his arms.

Last night, he did not sleep in the same bed as Ania, and the reason for refusal was what she said, "You don't need to rely on your parents' arms when you grow up." Ania pouted and ignored the boy, and lay down with her back to the boy with anger, regardless of how he should solve his sleep problem.

The boy, who had no choice but to clean the ground and lie down to sleep. Fortunately, there was a carpet in Ania's room. Although he could still feel the uncomfortable hardness of the ground, the boy was not demanding too much.

But in the middle of the night, Ania somehow ran down in the quilt and got into his arms.

The boy who was sleeping in a daze felt the softness in his arms and did not refuse. He thought that Ainia had thrown the quilt for him. When he felt something was wrong again, he found that it was already dark. After thinking about it, he seemed too pretentious to let Ainia go back, so he said nothing.

Although I didn't stay up late to play games last night, Ania has become accustomed to the lazy life and has become habitually staying in bed.

Although it was on the ground, most of Ania's body was pressed against the boy, so she did not feel uncomfortable by the ground like a boy. When the boy got up, she opened her eyes and looked at it, wrapped the quilt tightly and wrapped herself into a rice dumpling.

"Get up, Ainya." Due to limited conditions, the boy did not take off his clothes when he slept last night. As long as he stood up from the ground, he would be considered as getting up.

"No, I'm not in bed again, why are you getting up..."

The boy bent down and carried Ainia to the bed: "Now you are in the bed."

"Breaking - the big bad guy!" Ania pouted and crawled up reluctantly. She knew that the boy should urge her to think about her father's apology, but even after one night, she still felt that she was not mentally prepared.

Sure enough, seeing her finishing up with magic, the boy began to urge: "Don't be too slow, Ainya, you won't forget that you have to apologize to your father, right?"

"No." Ainia said angrily.

"It's good if you don't have breakfast. Going breakfast before you can make your father feel what you want..." the boy said while thinking.

"You are so annoying, mother-in-law." Ania didn't appreciate it. She felt that she didn't need the boy to help her think about these things. Even if the boy didn't say it, she understood what to do. The reason why she dragged it was just that she didn't want to do it.

Although Ania said she was annoyed, she sat there slowly for a long time without getting up, which forced the boy to urge her again: "It's been one night, Ania, aren't you mentally prepared yet? How about I accompany you?"

The boy could guess Ainia's thoughts, after all, she was very obvious.

"Well... well, this is what you asked for, not what I beg you." Ania said reluctantly, but her face was full of joy.

The boy did not expose Ainia's little thoughts, and smiled slightly, reached out to hold Ainia's little hand, and the two went out together.

Ania didn't know where her father would be at this time. There were no servants in the Demon King's palace, and a magic circle was set up to suppress magic. If you want to find someone, you must search for it slowly. Therefore, the two spent a while looking for it in the Palace.

Finally, they found the Demon King Cru in the Demon King's office. Ania stood at the door and hesitated for a while, raised her hands and put them down again. After several times, she finally knocked on the office door with the boy's encouraging eyes.

"Who?" "..." Ainia didn't answer, but fortunately the Demon King immediately woke up and there were no one else in the Demon King's Palace. "Ali? Come in."

When he walked into the Demon King's office with Ainia, the young man was so nervous that he did not dare to look around and look at the specific appearance of the Demon King's office. All his attention was placed on the Demon King.

The devil who saw his daughter come in stopped the work, but was obviously a little unhappy when he was a teenager. He remembered that he forgot to arrange a room for the teenager yesterday. Although he had some bad thoughts, he thought that his daughter should not be so unloving to herself, so he did not show much hostility except for his expression.

"Ali, have you had breakfast? What are you doing so early?" Although yesterday's conversation was unpleasant, the Demon King did not show any abnormalities. On the contrary, it was much gentler than Ania's memory.

"No, and no one makes where to eat?" Although there are no servants, there are still chefs and cleaners. They all have commuting hours, not living in the Demon Palace, and now there is no time for them to go to work. "I... are talking about other things."

"What - are you going to leave?" Just as I was about to ask what was going on, the Demon King remembered what Ania said yesterday that he must go to school and immediately felt that his daughter was here to say goodbye, and the expression on his face immediately became gloomy.

"No..." Ania shook her head, and couldn't say anything about her apology in a squint manner.

The devil looked at Ania in confusion, waiting for her to speak, but Ania just didn't speak.

The boy sighed in his heart, feeling that if Ania mustered up the courage to say it, he didn't know when it would be. The Demon King had the patience, so he stepped forward and spoke for Ania: "Actually, Ania is here to apologize to you."

"!" Ania glared at the young man fiercely, hating him for forcing himself to apologize. The person involved in this behavior felt completely shameful. Everything could be solved automatically when time passes, so she had to come over and talk about it now.

The Demon King glanced at the boy in confusion and looked at Ania again. He didn't want to pay attention to this human boy who jumped out of nowhere.

"After you left, Ania also thought a lot. She felt that she was too impulsive at that time. She said something heavier in impulsively, and she said something too much. In fact, she didn't think so..."

"Okay OK, I'll say it myself." Ania interrupted the boy's words. Because her shy little face turned slightly red, she didn't feel that she was wrong to need a solemn apology. Therefore, she always felt an irrepressible sense of shame when she wanted to say something about apologizing. "I said too much yesterday, sorry!"

When she said the three words "I'm sorry", Ania couldn't help but close her eyes. She always felt that someone would laugh at her and couldn't help but want to close her eyes and learn from the ostrich to escape.

However, there are only the boy and her biological father, the Demon King Cru, so naturally no one will laugh at her. Therefore, after a brief escape, Ania opened her eyes and saw her father looking at her in a daze.

"I apologize, what else can I do?" Ania thought her father was waiting for her to say more apology, and she was immediately dissatisfied.

"No, no, there is nothing I need to do. I just didn't expect it to be stunned for a moment..." The Demon King certainly wouldn't let his daughter continue to talk. He also saw that his daughter is making her mentality very anxious now, and if she continues, she might explode.

The Demon King looked at the boy with kindness for the first time. He knew that there must be the credit of this human boy behind this. Suddenly, he felt that it would be bad for his daughter to have such a friend. He walked out from behind the desk and patted Ania on the shoulder intimately. This was an intimate action he had never performed in the past many years: "Okay, Ailly, you came here so early and didn't have time to eat, and I didn't happen to eat either. Well, to celebrate your return, I will cook myself to show you my cooking skills!"

"Huh?" Ania never knew that her father could cook. In her memory, when her mother was alive, she rarely even cooked herself because she had many servants who worked in the palace all her life, let alone her father, who had always been busy with government affairs.

"That's the craft I learned when I was taking risks with your mother before... By the way, boy, I haven't asked what your name is yet?"
Chapter completed!