Red Carpet [Sena]

Kenjirou couldn't help but chuckle lightly at what Sena inquired about between him and her, and his Father, the Demon King. While it wasn't always a good idea to be that way to a Demon King, this was His Father, and family treated family with a lot more respect. Little did Sena know she was already considered something close to family, and so there was no real cause or need for concern. Whether his Father liked it or not mattered little, the relations between the Demon and Human worlds was much more paramount.

" No, no, please don't worry about Father, don't you remember? It's Mother you need to worry about, he's a loose gun, but she's the one handling him. Hmm..I'm really bad with analogies, aren't I? "

Laughing once again, which he hoped his smile and cheer would also reflect on Sena, Kenjirou gripped her hand even stronger yet in accordance to Sena squeezing it. She should trust her impulses more often, and realize that, even if his Father looked young, he was actually very old.

" He's just a stubborn old goat, and that's how he's supposed to act. If he behaved any better, it wouldn't feel like my Father. Just try to relax, and realize this is a reunion, and a momentous opportunity to make use of my heirship. Can you do that for me, please? "

While one hand was clasped in Sena's, the other one that was free guided itself up the side of her arm, to her neck, drifting up all the way to her cheek, where he could cup his hand around it affectionately. Staring deep into her eyes, his eyes went from a deep blue to a bright purple, alluding that he was feeling more strongly about her.

" We should get back to them soon, you know? It'd be pretty rude to keep them waiting for long, and to let all the food get cold. I'm still famished, surprisingly. "

Soft laughter escaped Kenjirou's lips once more, taking in the scenery beyond him and Sena as he could see his Hometown, or city rather in the distance. Nostalgia, with the added bonus of the new girl in his life. There wasn't much at all in the three realms that could make the moment any better. Although in all truths, Kenjirou only truly came back because Sena would be there with him. Otherwise, this world wasn't so peachy to him, and the Kingship was more-so the added bonus, and it was the Queen he was really after.

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Kenjirou was happy that Sena seemed to be taking a turn for the better, his words speaking volumes to her, the blonde Human taking initiative to make amends for her slightly bizarre behavior and bringing Kenjirou back into the throne room, where the dining table at been placed. Sitting down with Kenjirou, he too scooped up another entire plate- Corn, gravy and mashed potatoes, plenty of stuffing, and a large piece of turkey to finish it off. Applying pepper and salt to his food, his Mother made a smirk, commenting on Kenjirou's taste for her food.

" Isn't my cooking enough for you the way it is anymore, Kenjirou? If I wasn't your Mother, I might feel offended. "

She laughed lightly with a bright smile, expressing she was making small-talk and not necessarily upset about it. Kenjirou laughed too, chewing his first bite well and swallowing it before speaking to her, after all, he was taught that it was rude to talk with your mouth full. Especially at the table.

" Sorry Mom, but flavor is kind of like money. The more you have, the better it gets. but just like money spoils a man with greed, too much salt and pepper ruins the flavor. "

It was a stupid analogy, but Kenjirou couldn't think of a better way to put it. He wasn't very concerned with pursuing that topic much longer, and he looked over to his Father before eating any further.

" So when is the earliest I can become the Demon King? Is there a literal requirement? Or could it be today- Right now? "

Allowing his Father, the Demon King, to talk without interruption, Kenjirou began to eat his plate of food while his Father elaborated the many, or not-so-many stipulations to becoming Demon King.

" That's entirely up to the prior Demon King- Me, and I'm not so sure as of right now that you should be taking that on. You've just returned, and your reputation here in the Demon world isn't that good. I'll have to get my people ready. After all, as of right now they're still the old-fashioned, stereotypical Demons, doing Demon things.

I'll have to start establishing gradual changes, new laws- Things like that. Meanwhile, I think you should get cozy with the humans in their world, try and get close to them, maybe make something of it, like an alliance or pact, something better than a treaty. Perhaps Sena here could even help you with that? She seems like she is fairly strong, I would think she'd be in the Third Reich, or something. "

Nodding to his Father, Kenjirou still had his mouth full, looking to Sena for her input on the matter before he would say anything. He was already fairly sure she would be up to task when it concerned helping Kenjirou out, but it didn't hurt to get confirmation.

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" I didn't mean that you were the Fuhrer, that much is obvious enough, the Fuhrer should be a lot more confident about their ability. Their decisions need to be absolute, and they need to be more responsible than the Demon Kings. They have a lot more people to worry about, and a majority of them aren't very strong, or even spiritually aware for that matter.

That's why it would probably be a good idea, as the new upcoming King, to go and build some relations with the Humans. Not that you haven't already, but I mean actual political figures- Like the Fuhrer, for example, or other Third Reich officials.

They need to know about this, and I don't feel like being the one to tell'em the Demons are finally ready to play nice. Not that I speak for the Demon Kings, and their subjects in the regions of Gandara and Tourin. They have their own principles, their own chain-of-command, their own orders and agenda. But they've been pretty quiet and reserved as of the last few decades, so you might just be in luck, Son. "

Smiling to his son, who was now finished consuming the food he was chewing, grabbed his cup of water and guzzled down a fraction of it's contents, before speaking about his thoughts on the matter. It wasn't as if he thought the Demon Kings were irrelevant, but they never were very good at what they did. Kenjirou's Father was the most civil of the Demon Kings, and also the most wealthy. Obviously to attain all of this wealth, his Father was no push-over, or submissive coward.

" I understand what you mean Father, but that is why I think it would be best if we took over those two regions alongside the Humans. We don't need tension in our homeland causing civil war outbreaks across the lands. We should dispose of the other two Demon Kings and place our own two best-suited candidates for the positions. We'll have to find some strong Demons, or others for the job, but I think that is one way to ensure things will go smoothly on our end in the Demon world. What do you think, Sena? Mother? "

Allowing the two of them to speak, Kenjirou began digging into the food on his plate once more, savoring the way the gravy glazed everything and meshed the flavors nigh perfectly. It was nice to be enjoying such a meal when discussing problematic topics as such, as it made for a great distraction, and who could take the time to argue and yell when they were stuffing their face? Certainly not Kenjirou.

" I think it's a fairly good idea, but doing that in itself could still cause civil war and rioting if the masses don't take to liking the new order. You'd better have some ace up your sleeve, or be God-sent if you plan to quell even a single region of it's Demon population during a riot. I can tell you've gotten a lot stronger, son, but I don't quite know if you're enough to accomplish all that. After all, it's always easier when you have friends. "

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When Sena took a moment of hesitation to answer, Kenjirou looked at her, noticing something was wrong. A subtle frown formed on the edge of his lips, and his utensils rested onto his almost empty plate. He wiped his mouth with a napkin while gazing in Sena's direction as she spoke, the King looking at Sena with his tow normal eyes, but his third leered directly at Kenjirou.

The King's expression began to shift, and he had already eaten his fill, and was content with being able to see his son- To know he was alive and well, capable of taking care of himself, and perhaps his lover. Sliding his chair out and taking a stand, he walked over to his wife, placing his hand on her should as she too finished the remainder of her food.

" Well, it was nice seeing you, Kenjirou. Oh, and you too, Sena. Sorry about my behavior earlier, I believe you are a much better influence on him than any of us here in the Demon world. Except his Mother, Asuna, of course. "

Sincerely insisting that he didn't mean to get on Sena's bad side, the King began to play with his wife's hair, calling to her, and alluding to the children that it was time to let the guests rest from their travels. " Come dear, I think we should let Kenjirou show Sena around himself. I feel like I need to lay down anyway. "

Kenjirou, who had been looking at Sena worriedly, spared a soft smile to his Mother and Father, who returned the favor and headed out of the throne room. Kenjirou stood up, taking Sena's hand in his while guiding her over at a walking pace before the ebon throne comprised of one of the most durable substances in the Demon world. It had lasted many eras without so much as a scratch.

" Well, I'm so close I can practically taste it...but I just can't see it. Not yet. at least...maybe the Jagan eye will help with that? Huh, Sena? "

Chuckling lightly at the joke, Kenjirou was still genuinely concerned with his responsibilities looming on the horizon. At least he could be optimistic that, at the end of the day- Sena would be waiting for him, arms open, and bright smile. I'd wager that's all I truly need.

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