23 – Drinking Game (2)
‘How far does it weaken?’
There is no need to kill the Demon King. Her drunkenness causes her to lose consciousness. At the same time, the barrier that prevents her from going outside from within the 100th floor is broken.
‘If that’s the case, then it’s up to me.’
I will run at full speed to the first floor of the tower, run out and never come back. Goodbye to this damn prison.
“…Whoah… It’s the first time I’ve felt like this. Whoa…”
It seems that the demon king is unable to control his body because he is drunk for the first time in his life.
“Then it’s your turn to ask the question.”
“Oooh… Okay. But you suddenly look happy?”
“No. Fun.”
I feel like I’m going to run away with joy at the thought of running away.
“… I thought.”
Let’s quickly binge feed them and send them away. Who would have known I never thought that the drinking technique of freshmen that I learned at college empty would shine in a place like this.
“Is it alive?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
She answered my question in a coquettish voice. Perhaps because she drank a big drink, her tension had already changed. This will end soon
“Second question, can humans speak?”
“Huh… Are your questions sharp? Yes. That’s right.”
Your question is stupid.
“… Correct answer. Me.”
She jumped at the correct answer I submitted.
“No! How already!”
‘How many people do you know…’
When I saw him designing for chess or the last Little Farm, he looked smart, but when he sees him like this… Is he stupid or pure?
“…Uuu, do I need to drink again?”
She hesitates with her bottle. Red eyes shining brightly. It sends me a sad rescue signal. If those beautiful, innocent eyes wished me salvation…
“Can you follow me instead?”
Did you expect me to watch you? There’s no way. Regardless of whether it’s Sulin or Alth, it’ll give you catfish with all your might.
“Huh? I’ll just follow you!”
The demon king refills the cup himself, as if he had noticed my trick to pour it in overflowing.
!!!
‘…No f*ck!’
Have you ever seen a girl with no morals like this? After less than half of the pour, he puts the bottle down. If it were in Korea, they would be trampled on by stepping on the wooden bridge.
“You know. You have to pour enough to fill an entire cup.”
“… Dimenimendo.”
-Pyorororong!
The demon king shot a beam from the tip of his finger and shrunk the cup.
“…Now?”
The demon king’s water cup is the size of a soju glass. It really isn’t too bad. This is why f*cking mana insensitive people are sad. In this world, they are treated like elementary school students.
‘Yes. Yes spoiled child. You’re supposed to stretch today anyway. It just takes a little longer.’
I’ll make sure to make it into a kkolla. There will be some green onion on the floor of the demon king’s castle tomorrow. Have fun putting it away. Of course you are alone
It’s been a long time since I smiled.
*
I suggested the next game because I was motivated. The Demon King, who felt sorry for me, accepted the offer without much resistance.
So the Hunminjeongeum game was created.
“For example, if I say ‘gift’, what should I say?”
“Ugh… Death? Annihilation?”
“Even if I had to say those words… Well, that’s right. That’s how you do it.”
That’s how the game started. By the way… The demon king’s vocabulary, which was better than expected, led to a fierce battle.
Finally, it was upgraded to three letters.
“Progressive tax.”
“Flying beast!
“In, inscribed.”
“Street vendors!”
“…Kuh… Najaxo?”
The demon king tilts his head.
“You’ve been saying strange things since before? Najaxo? What is that? Isn’t it nonsensical?”
“There is.”
“If you lie, I’ll turn you into a parrot.”
“Hee… Hee. I’m not lying.”
I usually don’t notice it, but I only smell it well when it’s like this.
… We drink while giving and receiving each other, and in the end, we come up to five letters, and we bow one verse, two verses, big bows, and even brain bows on holidays.
“Teromite.”
“Turimiatu!”
“Sat, torimuon…Ta.”
“Terimient!”
‘You bastard!!!”
Of course, I’m not saying this from the point of view of the same bullsh*t, but… No matter who sees it, it’s made up on the spot!
“Terama U Turn!”
“Hey, hold on!”
“What! You’re caught! Drink!”
“Let’s play as human beings. Shouldn’t we be talking about real things?”
The word “Humane” Given to demons is funny, but isn’t it?
“What are you talking about… I didn’t lie. Demons don’t lie.”
‘Wow, you shameless b*tch!’
-Gulp
After… Yes. Let’s go till we go At the end of this Paralympic Games, who will hang the gold medal around their necks!
*
“Orion Porpennant.”
“Eriaparfenont!”
“Warrior Prophynote.”
“William Palapennant!”
“Whoa… Oops. f*ck.”
Around the time I couldn’t tell if this was a drinking game or a mouth-to-mouth battle. My tongue got twisted again.
“Wow! I won again!”
The Demon King who goes round and round while cheering. Her phenomenal pronunciation and vocabulary put me on a high wall.
‘The class is different.’
The dog was robbed. The answer came out like a machine. It’s hard to believe that that ridiculous combination of syllables isn’t a lie.
Even though the demon king drank several drinks, I drank 5 times more than that.
“Ehehehe. Drink it! Hurry up.”
Even though I’m drunk, my calculations fall apart. If you’re a housewife, you’ll be good at keeping a household account book.
-Gulp.
‘… Kkeuk. I will turn.’
Several empty bottles of alcohol are scattered on the table. It is a trace of a long struggle.
“Okay. Then, this is a game I made.”
The demon king flipped through her notes with her half-closed eyes. Then, stop on a certain page and take a deep breath.
“Wow! This is it! I really wanted to do this!”
The demon king, whose cheeks are as red as the color of his eyes, is excitedly holding up a notebook and waving it. How far does his tongue curl?
“What this game is, it’s a game where we take turns praising each other’s good points!”
!!!!
‘What. There are all Hell difficulty games like that!’
There is no time for this. If the demon king’s tension had soared to the 101st floor, there would be no way this game would collapse.
‘Think quickly! Baek Dong-ha! The good things about the demon lord!’
“Then I’ll start with me! First of all, you dig the potatoes well!”
The demon king who doesn’t give you time to think starts the game. No f*ck… If you can’t answer this, it’s not usually a f*ck…
‘Maybe it’s because I’m drunk… I can’t remember.’
The devil with a flushed face is holding a calyx and only looking at my lips. What compliments will she hear, she expects.
“You, you cook well.”
Yes. That one thing was certain. It’s 10 times more delicious than Yuria’s, which cooks like beans in a drought.
“Hee hee hee. Ki hee hee. Thank you. You are good at chess.”
‘You cowardly b*tch!’
It would have been convenient to list only the games that had been lined up. Even if I say, ‘You’re good at playing chess for the first time’, it’s just like making her angry as a loser.
After that, I couldn’t answer several times and got stuck.
“… Don’t you compliment me?”
“….. So… You…”
I have already said everything that comes to mind. You are good at fighting Break the pot well. You’re a great wizard with so much magical power. Good vocabulary, etc…
I couldn’t remember anymore.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….Drink.”
The demon king’s voice became chilly. Even though he won, he didn’t look happy at all. And the game continued.
*
“I like to see you when you smile sometimes.”
“………..”
“….. Drink.”
-Gulp
“You make beautiful origami cranes well.”
“………”
“…….Sniff…Drink.”
-Gulp
…f*ck. Drunk is also drunk, but her reaction makes me go crazy. It turns red enough to make you wonder if it’s about to burst into tears, or about to explode.
The following questions must be answered.
“…You’re good at avoiding Ryuk’s chili bomb.”
“……You are pretty.”
“……Drink… Huh? What did you just say?”
“It’s pretty. It’s not like I’ve ever seen it. Anyway, the best.”
“…..Huh?”
I’m not lying. The Demon King is just so pretty. Previously, all of my head-to-head party members were pretty, but this one has a different status. To the point where I wonder if I won’t be able to flutter with women anymore when I return to Earth.
With that one word, her face, which had been so gloomy, completely cleared up. She then gulped down her cold glass, saying she had lost.
“…Can I play another game now? You’ve played a lot. This.”
“Yes! Yes. Yes. Hee hee hee.”
The haggard demon king turned over the booklet. Say the next game. It was a game I had never heard of.
“Next is the ‘Truth Game’.”
*
The truth game. Promise in advance to tell only the truth, and if you can’t answer, drink instead of punishment.
The penalty for lying in the truth game is as follows. Like God sending a thunderbolt and spending the rest of his life as a vegetative person, or a re-enlistment notice coming in.
…
‘You’re f*cking.’
If there is a god, there is no way he would have thrown me into such a gutter. Even if there is a god, it must be a god who hates me.
In other words, in this game, I will tell a complete lie. Thoroughly.
“Okay then I’ll start.”
The drunken demon king staggered and grabbed an empty bottle.
– Whiririk!
Busy drinking bottles. The mouth of the bottle stopped in front of the Demon King.
“… Huh? It’s me… Hee hee, now! Ask me a question!”
She said, puffing out her chest.
What should I ask? I do not know.
There were too many things to ask. What are your weaknesses, how many buffs do you have, why do you like breaking heads so much, why did you make a potato farmer, when will you kill me, why do you act like a human, why…
But more than that, I thought of a suitable question that she was unlikely to be able to answer. You have to do that. The important thing is to feed her alcohol, not her personal information.
“…Why did you lie down in my room before you left?”
“…Uh…Uh?”
The demon king’s heated cheeks quickly cooled. Her characteristic bewildered expression signals a successful question.
If you’re pure, you won’t be able to lie in the game of truth.
“…”
As expected, the demon king suddenly drank.
-Gulp
When I pretended to sleep, it was something I did carefully so as not to be noticed by me. It was something she wanted to hide herself, so she didn’t seem to be able to answer.
‘What do you know?’
I was not curious about the cause or purpose of that action. I just want to get you a drink and get out of here.
“Yeah, yeah… It’s the second edition…”
She turned the bottle around. Again she stopped in front of her.
“Ayy… It’s me again. Ask me…”
…Don’t hesitate.
Even if you pierce her chest.
“When you suspected that I sent the rescue letter before. Did you go out and cry?”
“……… Huh…? Huh…?”
I was relentless. She revealed everything she wanted to hide, who was naive and showed off in all directions. To give you one more drink. To get out of here
“……”
Before she even drank, her expression turned bitter, and she drank the next glass, crying and eating mustard.
‘It’s done. As it is, I will only tell lies… I will only ask for the truth from you. Then someday it will stretch.’
…But why?
Now that I am digging into the demon king’s chest, I feel so dirty.
*
Even after that, the mouth of her bottle stopped in front of her and I continued to ask sharp questions. She, who thoroughly followed the rules of the game of truth, gradually collapsed.
-Gulp… Gulp…
“Whoa… My eyes are spinning…”
The Demon King has clearly weakened. I could tell by the fact that the neck of the hard origami crane was folded by her body leaning against the table.
‘Not yet. I’m not sure. Let’s feed some more.’
“… You know. I have a favor…”
The demon king, who was breathing heavily on the table, said.
“Can I just ask you one question?”
The Demon King said what he wanted to ask about the rules.
“… Yes. Hiccup… Do it.”
There is no truth to tell you anyway. Whatever you ask, I will answer lies.
“Do you want to get out of here?”
…
Direct and sharp questions, the playful face of the demon king suddenly became serious.
‘Let’s say no and have another drink.’
…
However, the mouth did not come off. Why? Could it be some kind of mind control magic?
-Gulp
I should have lied. As usual, ‘No. Are you happy being with you?’ It was enough to say that. But it didn’t. For some reason, I drank a glass.
“….. hehehe. That’s the answer…”
The devil’s serious expression was resolved into an empty smile. Leaning on her table, she lifted her head and turned the bottle again.
– Whiririk
Undoubtedly, it stopped in front of the demon king. Even in oak barrel roulette, the demon king was always unlucky.
“… Ask me…”
…
Questions that have torn the devil’s heart so far.
She is a demon. There’s no way she could be heartbroken like a human being.
‘… You’re a demon, but you…’
There is a human heart.
Nevertheless, I had to put the next question into action.
“Can you get me out of here?”
The Demon King and I. In this place where it was only the two of them, a rare silence came.
The Demon King did not drink for the first time in my question. Her pale pink lips parted.
“… No way.”
After that, the demon king closed his eyes. It must have been that he finally reached for drunkenness.
I approached her unconscious. Then he raised the tips of her fingernails and gently pressed her palms.
– Kwok.
…
‘… That’s it.’
The demon king’s body was equipped with all kinds of end-of-life buffs. At the tip of her palm, the imprints of my fingernails, which are incomparably human, are engraved. The demon lord’s magic has weakened.
‘…Let’s go out like this.’
I am drunk.
His steps are staggering and messy.
So, so.
The last thing I heard before walking out the door was her little voice, which I must have heard wrong.
“Stay here. Don’t leave… You’ll die if you do.”
*
“Haa…Haa…”
…Why?
I stumbled and arrived at the entrance. However, the barrier on the 100th floor was not erased.
Suddenly, I remembered what Dorothy had said in the past.
– As magic power decreases, less important things are unlocked first.
…
That means… She thinks this barrier blocking me is more important than her own body.
… Hard to understand.
“In this case… There’s only one way.”
Killing you defenseless. Have to get out of here
Returning, I pulled out the two-handed sword that the Demon King used as a kitchen knife. And approached the devil. I brought the blade to the white neckline of her lying face down on the table.
‘With this… We can save this damn world… And return to Earth.’