The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

A Messenger from the Great Country of Deprosia

As the humans trained, it started to get warmer, as if their passion was tangible.

I said so to Eve, but she just laughed.

“Master. It is less their passion and more that summer is approaching.”

“Ah, right. So this world has seasons as well then.”

There were worlds and regions that did not have four seasons, so I had not thought much about it. But it was apparently almost summer.

Well, that also meant that the produce from the farms outside of the castle would be entering the markets. And so I asked Eve to bring some to me.

She brought a melon.

Eve cut the melon in half and removed the seeds before pouring som condensed milk over it.