Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V4 Chapter 12.5

Side Story: “A Peaceful Day at Samatan’s House, Right?”

“Mammon-mammon! Listen, Samael-sama! I’ve got plans to go to the movies with Ako-san. That’s right, a date! I’ll need a new suit for the occasion, so please grant me a day off, mammon-mammon!”

“…A day off is fine, but a date? Does that mean you’ll be heading into the city?”

“Mammon-mammon!”

“Is that a yes? Don’t you think that might be a bad idea?”

“Mammon!?”

Having finished their morning work, Samael and Mammon had returned home for a simple lunch.

Today, they’d used some gifted somen noodles to make a chilled Chinese-style dish packed with vegetables.

Mammon’s special sesame dressing brought out the sweetness of the sesame and paired perfectly with the vegetables.

As Samael slurped the somen noodles, she turned to Mammon and said:

“Being serious for a moment, isn’t it kind of problematic for a guy who looks like he’s over thirty to be seen on a date with a real high school girl?”

“…M-Mammon. I didn’t think of that. But if we’re talking about age differences, I’ve been alive since before the Common Era, mammon.”

“True. I’ve also been alive for ages, but mentally, I’m still a fresh teenager.”

“—Mammon!”

“…You don’t need to explain, I can tell from your face—that was a pity laugh! How many times do I have to say it? ‘Mammon-mammon’ isn’t some magical phrase you can just throw around all the time!”

As Samael pointed out, Mammon may have lived for an unfathomably long time, but his outward appearance was that of a slightly mischievous man in his 30s. If someone like Mammon were walking around town with Ako Mamon, who had a reserved and quiet demeanor, it wouldn’t be surprising if they were stopped for questioning by the authorities.

Like Samael, Mammon had the features of a Westerner. Passing them off as parent and child—or even relatives—would be a stretch.

“But this is a problem, mammon-mammon. If I can’t go to the movies, I can’t carry out my ‘Oh no, our hands touched in the dark theater!’ master plan, mammon-mammon.”

“…Seriously… Are you a middle schooler? No, even middle schoolers these days would be more forward. Heck, they’d at least try for a kiss in the dark!”

“That’s a pretty big stereotype, mammon-mammon.”

Having finished his chilled Chinese-style somen, Mammon drained his glass of barley tea and tied a tenugui around his head.

As usual, he was dressed in a suit layered with a cooking apron, and on his feet were mud-stained rubber boots.

From Samael’s perspective, it was about time Mammon ditched the suit.

“Thanks for the meal. Now that it’s getting warmer, somen hits the spot.”

“Next time, let’s do flowing somen noodles, mammon.”

“…Would that even be fun?”

“We’ll do it as a two-person trick suit challenge, mammon-mammon!”

“No way! Absolutely not! I can already see you shoving chopsticks up my nose!”

“—Samael-sama! Could it be you have the power of foresight, mammon-mammon!?”

“You don’t need foresight to predict something like that!”

It was during their usual banter when it happened.

“—”

“—”

Both demons froze at the same time.

“Mammon. Did you notice that?”

“Mammon-mammon. Of course! If I rent a DVD instead of going to the movies, we can have a cozy home date instead. Problem solved, mammon-mammon!”

“That’s not what I meant! Natsuki Yura and his merry gang are nearby! And also, I’m sensing Thor’s presence somewhere around Tokyo!”

“What are you saying, Samatan? Thor already posted on social media this morning that he’s been in Akihabara all day, Mammon-mammon.”

“…You’re a demon. Why are you even connected with a Norse god on social media!?”

—And so, Samatan’s home in Aomori was as peaceful as ever.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

Since it’s a Sunday night, here’s a little side story.
It seems Mammon is slowly making progress with Ako.

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