136 – Festival (1)
“How is it?”
As she came out of the dressing room, she asked.
“Pretty.”
My usual black corset dress.
I have mended it.
As expected, her appearance is the prettiest.
“… Hee hee. Eight, you are also Cha-am. It’s plain.”
The shy Demon King tried to hit his arm with his hand as if he couldn’t dry it while twisting his body.
Oh no, I almost got hit while I was lost. Move slightly backward to dodge by a short distance.
-Huh
… The wind pressure blowing heavily said that the decision to avoid was correct.
*
The sun set slowly over the horizon of the sea. The orange-tinted sky creates a calming atmosphere.
-Look around, look around
“… Stones don’t fly.”
“… Ah, yes. Is that right?”
Okay. She’s been subjected to it all her life, but it’s deserving of becoming a habit.
“Everyone here likes you.”
“… You too?”
“… What, of course.”
“Of course I want to hear it. You also?”
“I like you.”
*
The stepped street has a slight slope. It seemed like I could go up and enjoy it slowly from the bottom. Up to the top of the mountain, the lanterns hanging in a row exude a festive feeling.
A colorful festival banner is hung at the large arch-shaped door.
–
Someone put something on my head.
-Stutter
When I touched it, to my dismay, it was cat ears.
The testosterone that was flowing in my body vomited a strong sense of rejection.
…
I turned around and saw Nine standing there with a red face.
“Explain what you are doing.”
“Ah, no… Dongha. Don’t look so disgusting. I prepared it for you and the demon king to try it out.”
Before I took off this headband and threw it away, Nine rummaged through her bag to quickly put it on the demon king.
-Look around
“Oh, I definitely put it here.”
-Swipe
Then, Rebecca stood next to her. Wearing a cat hair band, she was smiling profusely.
…
“No hey hey! Rebecca! Mr. b*tch! Are you crazy? Why are you using it!? You clearly said that it was Mawang-nim and Dong-ha’s!”
“Now! Take that b*tch’s ear away right now! This is not the picture I wanted! Ugh, dizziness…”
“Ha ha ha! Yeah, what I’ve already worn cat ears with Dongha.”
Rebecca smiled and stepped on it, sticking out her front tooth that she wanted to break, with a face that seemed to be enjoying herself. She also lost her headband.
“… Oops, if this happens, I will try it too!”
“Next is me.”
“I’m sorry. My party members are the main plan… I’ll try to use it for just 10 seconds.”
The cat fell to the floor sequentially, putting her ears on her head and making V hands with my side. I can’t understand what that ceremony means. Well, trying to understand those b*tches is itself unreasonable.
The headband, which had been spinning around, fits snugly into the demon king’s ear at the end.
…
‘It’s cute.’
Now I know what that headband is for. It is a necessary item to challenge cuteness beyond human limits.
“It suits you well…”
Everyone nodded at Nine’s words.
“Do, Dongha. I have one last favor before I die.”
Nine bends over her waist and floats her luck.
“If I listen to that, will you die?”
“… Huh? No.”
“Then I will decline.”
“Hey! That’s too much!! Just listen to it and reject it!”
“Tell me.”
“…Can’t we just say ‘meow’ once when the two of us stand there? I want to see you from the point of view of fans…”
“Did I get shot in the temple? I can’t…”
Then, a yawning Rebecca comes into her eyes.
…
The kids who slept a lot spent days and nights making games with poor manual skills while reducing the amount of time they slept.
For her sake and her sake.
… Whoa.
“Meow!”
The demon king raised both hands and made cute cat noises.
“Oh! So cute! Our demon lord cat!”
“Ahahahahaha, you are the prettiest cat I have ever seen!”
…
-Wack
…
You said please do it too.
A bright gaze.
… Whoa, f*ck life.
“….. Meow.”
…
…
“…Ah, to be honest, it doesn’t suit me very much. Right?”
“I see… Dong-ha, you can’t meow anymore.”
“This, you bastards. You guys asked me to do it.”
I gave the headband as a gift to a couple passing by.
*
“Then, we’ll get out of here! I have something to prepare.”
As if he had waited as he entered the festival street, Geumdong is about to fall with everyone.
“Yes. Live well.”
“That easy!? And what is the reaction of wishing we never met!”
Keumdong and the four suggested that they separate themselves and enjoy the festival.
“Why? Why away? I want to play with…”
“Close your mouth and come here! Pink Monster!”
“…”
With synchronized movements, he covered Rebecca’s mouth and disappeared.
She was going to tell the demon king to go up slowly and take a look… But she sprints to the store right next to the arched door.
It was a ring toss.
A sparrow can’t just pass by the mill.
“It’s a game.”
“I know.”
Somehow, I have this ominous feeling that I’m going to throw rings all day long…
*
“hehehe… Huh?”
The demon king, who was excitedly throwing the ring, saw two young siblings waiting in line from behind.
-Oppa, that sounds like fun.
-Shh, other people are doing it. Wait.
…
“Kee hee hee. It’s a draw Let’s stop.”
“Yes.”
I didn’t ask if I was overturning because I was losing. Because she showed her good heart.
He stroked the proud demon king’s head.
– Busy Busy
The crowd, much more crowded than a few days ago, looks very happy. No matter where I look, the sound of laughter never stops.
The Demon King is busy looking around while spinning around. As he often waved at elves who waved at him.
“Huh? Do you dig here too?”
“… Huh? The voice is so loud I can’t hear you.”
“Wait.”
I went to the truck and bought some cotton candy. She in blue, which she likes. The price her owner charged was much lower than the one she had bought at the train station. Sugar is very expensive in this world… I don’t know if the original price will come out.
“Now, what I said.”
“Ah. Is this cotton candy!?”
At that time, the demon king lost the paper crane, so he couldn’t eat it and threw it away, but I knew she would like it.
– Fook
A demon lord who eats with his big mouth full without taking it off with his hands.
-Yum yum
“Oooh! The real yarn melts in your mouth! Run!”
She smiles with her big mouth wide open. She’s holding her cotton candy with her treasure jar looking eyes as if she sure liked her.
“Isn’t it?”
“You, let’s eat together!”
She handed her cotton candy stick to me to take a bite of. He takes her cotton candy and points behind her with her opposite hand.
“Uh, what is that?”
“Huh?”
As she turned her head, she quickly hid her cotton candy behind her back and picked up the finished cotton candy stick that had fallen on her floor.
“What? Nothing… Huh? My cotton candy?”
“Sorry, it was so delicious that I ate it all.”
“…….”
-Sulking…
Receiving the empty stick, she slumped like a bonobono whose shell was stolen by her.
“… Gwa, it’s okay. I get full just by watching you eat.”
You’re lying…
“… hahahaha. Now, double here.”
She handed me two guns, the blue one I had just hidden and the white cotton candy I had hidden behind.
“!”
Looking at it like this, it looks like there are clouds in the sky.
“Thank you!”
“Will you give me a bite?”
“No.”
She was the one who didn’t get accepted twice.
*
-Wow!
The children were riding mini vikings. It’s probably powered by a mana battery. The Demon King kept glancing at the Vikings before being caught by me.
…
“… You know. What do you think What kid am I? Do you want to ride it?”
“I didn’t even think about it.”
“…Did you really not?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“… Poop, kid.”
“Look! You’re right!”
…
“I want to ride. Viking.”
“…What?”
My words brightened the demon king’s complexion.
“Can you ride with me?”
“….. Kee hee hee. Huh!”
From the moment he entered the festival street, the dazzling eyes of the demon king acted like a water vein probe. She enjoys everything that her gaze stays on.
There was nothing wrong with that.
Because everything is a pleasure for her.
…
Like cabbage, little farm bird calf statue. Unlike her tower, which only occasionally gives her happiness, her place, which delights her minute by minute, seems like everything is there for her.
Except for this moment.
“Let me down! Drop me off!! Stop!! I was wrong!!! I feel like my guts are about to fall!!”
The Demon King was afraid of Vikings.
She trembles in fear on top of the Viking, where she eats teleportation, and her children are all burning.
*
“… Write, sniff. hehehe. I’m all grown up, but I’m the Demon King… I gave in to the Vikings.”
“It’s okay. It can be scary I used to be like that too.”
“…Really? How old were you…?”
“When I was five years old.”
“… Uhh, uhhh. Look.”
It was exposed to the whole world that he was a coward.
As evidence of that, her little classmates who rode the Vikings with her gave her candy and patted her on the back to cheer her up.
“Boo, please! Please keep it a secret that I screamed and begged the Viking man to come down while rubbing my palms!”
… I didn’t see it… Did you go that far?
It is definitely a dark history.
“… uuu, it can’t be like this. You will know me as a coward.”
… No, I knew that before.
“I need something… something to make up for.”
The demon king, who was looking around like a meerkat, found something and clasped his palms.
“It’s a game over there!”
It is
A half-elf ghost banner with a horn on one side of his head hangs at the entrance with his hands hanging down.
“… Let’s go down there?”
“Why, why, why? Scared? Does it look scary?”
…
Yeah… I’m so scared.
And you are shaking like an earthquake.
It seems that the Demon King is trying to trick me into being a coward. It is the mentality that if I enter a haunted house and pee on her, then I become an accomplice and her ugliness is covered.
“Let’s go!”
“I’m not going.”
Because I’m scared.
“Let’s go!”
“I’m not going.”
“Go.”
“I’m not going.”
After arguing for a while, the demon king gave up.
“Okay. Let’s not go.”
“Why did you give up?”
Then he takes out a coin tied with thread from his pocket.
“Choose. Do you want to erase the memories of riding mini bikes with me? Or would you like to go in there?”
“Wow, you’ve become a real bully. You.”
“I’ll just delete that word as well. I… Have never ridden a viking with a devil… Never…”
“Let’s go! Go! You can go!”