Promote Me!

Maou appeared near the horse racing dome without taking anyone's attention even though literally a horse was floating by his side.

It's as if both of them were invisible to everyone's eyes. Maou smiled to the float as he laid her down—while opening his mouth.

"Wake up. Good boy should sleep late at night." Spouting a nonsense, he whispered.

'I told you, I am a girl.' Even though she never told him that she was a girl, a pissed expression appeared in the horse.

Like that, she brought herself up-suppressing the urge to kick Maou.

[It's Urara! She came back! Everyone, please celebrate our dark horse… no, dark pegasus of Horse Racing history!]

After Urara woke up, the two appeared to everyone's eyes—right after the broadcaster's wprds, everyone, literally all person in the place, including the participator were clapping their hands.

From the despair-like situation, Urara managed to turn everything upside down. After all, 5,000 meters gap wasn't something that is easily covered.

Although the broadcaster didn't know whether it was the arrogance of the horse, or the horse was purely unmotivated, but in the end he thanked the results.

For example, if the horse decided to bring out his full strength from the beginning and finish the race while everyone else has only ran 2,000 meters.

How awkward would that be? No matter how much handsome and capable broadcaster he is, even he has a bottom line and probably, would have no idea what to broadcast.

Afterward, the staff around called out Urara, MacKing and UltraWeek. Yes, not BulgarDong but UltraWeek.

The broadcaster came personally while holding 6 medals, one were horse sized the other were human sized.

"We congratulate Urara! Going against all odds, and faced with despair-like situation, refusing to give up."

"Through this race, we learned one things and that is: to never give up no matter what the situation is. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you to teach us a meaningful lesson!"

"Although this is an unofficial races—please take these medals as no one here except you two deserves it." Finishing his long sentences, he took out the golden medal and gave it to Maou.

This broadcaster, was truly handsome—his blond hair combined with his young face, he would be an lady killer—as long as he didn't speak. He had a good voice, but his word choice was sometimes the worst and good at annoying.

Maybe that's why he's doing the broadcaster job.

Maou took the medal and hanged one of the medal to Urara—as well doing the same to himself.

*clap* *clap*

The entire place was once again filled with clapping.

"As the winner of the tournament, does Mr. Maou have a word?"

The broadcaster lean closer and pointed his mike to Maou.

"…I have a single word to a certain person!" Maou pointed his index finger upward—indicating he has one thing to say.

At this moment, the crowds was now filled with lovely atmosphere as an romantic imagination welled up in their minds.

[a single person… it must be someone he really loves. How lovely!]

[I wish my husband loved me so dearly. After my husband come home from work, he's too tired to speak with me…]

[I want a girlfriend…]

[Thank you… thank you for saving my life.]

The last thoughts belonged to a certain dumbass who bet on unknown horse called Urara.

Then finally, Maou opened his mouth as unfounded expectation filled the dome.

"Boss, please give me an promotion. I worked really hard for it." There goes that part-time job idiot.

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At the same time somewhere in the spectator seat:

"…what a shame. But it seems like what Maou-san would say."

A single maiden in love's expectation was trampled in love—tears can come up anytime but she suppressed it as she gently smiled over the man at the center of attention.

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"Err… Let's continue! Being at the 2nd place, MacKing! Fo you have any words to give us!?"

To change the awkward atmosphere, the broadcaster shifted his mike direction to MacKing.

"Eat MakDonald's hamburgers! It's delicious… no, seriously!"

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Ehhh… the crowds—as well as the broadcaster, even the staffs everyone who managed this tournament didn't know what to think of.

At the same time, this dome became the hell for broadcaster.

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Being tired with the aggressive water play she did, Okayu were now tired, and fell asleep, trusting that Kuro would do something about it.

And she was right. Kuro got himself dressed with the clothes Ayame made first.

That's right, since this all time, the orphanage clothes were outdated. Ayame made a clothes for him.

Feeling refreshed with his clean body, Kuro wiped Okayu clean and neat, while dressing her with the clothes Ayame made as well. Although Ayame's clothes weren't the best one, it wasn't also the worst one.

Carrying Okayu, Kuro carefully walked as to reduce the shaking as much as he could so that the cat wouldn't wake up from her sleep.

Getting nearer to the Tree House he and Ayame made, he spotted Korone waiting for them angrily with her arms together.

She looked at Okayu in Kuro's hand, before pointing her head to tree house, indicating that he would let Okayu rest first.

Nodding to her, Kuro went ahead. 'As written in Korone's face, she may also meant to come back here. I'll get scolded again?'

With this in mind, Kuro pressed the button in tree house as [Elevator (BETA)] came down, and took the two upward. It has been a month since he found the inconvenience. There's now way he would leave it there.

Laying down the sleeping Okayu in her room, Kuro left the room as he heard a weak cry of the cat.

As such, he walk outside of the room, with the help of elevator peacefully leading him down to the ground. Walking a bit, he saw the silhouette of the 'dog' waiting at the exactly same spot.

The silhouette she had brought a somewhat sad feeling. Despite seemingly energetic she usually was, her back seemed this lonely.

While her mood still unfixed, Korone lightly stomped the ground as the earth shook, and the mud formed a square—pushing Kuro somewhere far away.

With another steps, the ground beneath her formed an square also taking her to where Kuro were launched.

'I-in just 2 days or so, she fixed her condition of needing to touch the ground with her fingers…!?' Instead of the alertness of danger, Kuro was more surprised at Korone's growth.