The moment the king closed his eyes, a part of Hamonit's life passed away with him.
From Jedidiah at the beginning to King Solomon at the end, from a lonely soul from another world, rejected and denied, to the seventy-third demon god, whose name was erased,
--the long story would finally come to an end.
Refusing to be linked to Goetia, Hamonit embraced the name the king had given him and fell asleep.
Until...
In the distant Far East, a miracle happened again.
"Hello, everyone! I'm the new head of the Chaldea cafeteria. Just call me Honey!"
The white-haired boy twirled a stray lock of hair sticking up on his head, his smile bright and sunny.
"Roman? What a romantic name."
"No, no. In the accent from my hometown, my name is pronounced like this. Come on, say it with me: ho~ney."
"Flauros, Barbatos, I suggest you show your senior some respect. For instance, take a look at this. Doesn't it look like a photo of all seventy-two of you dressed as women back in the day?"
Beneath a meteor shower in the highest heavens, the radiance unique to humanity shone bright.
"I, Hamonit the Mediator, hereby fulfill my duty to admonish the king and bring an impeachment against Goetia of the Unified Administration."
"Why did you fail? Of course it's because you, Unified Administration..."
"Are blind."
"Wait! I can explain... Wait! I don't drop hearts or pages! Let me go! Take me back to the kitchen! I don't want to go hunting for books! The training grounds are out of the question too!"
Finally, he pushed his teasing too far. Congratulations!
The story of the Demon Gods and the king has ended, but Honey and Roman still have a long future ahead of them.
Bright-smiling, two-faced, secretly sharp-tongued, mischievous top x stomach-aching, sarcastic, secretly doting, mutually supportive old-married-couple bottom