38 – Soot and Ice Cream
“…Ugh.”
The fainted Nephilim woke up. The Demon King and her friend are standing in front of him.
“Flare…”
A Nephilim trying to attack the demon lord who gave him all his teeth while he passed out a while ago.
This bastard is definitely first-class. He’s been knocked out a while ago… He’s very quick to deal with the situation. However, it was not as fast as the Demon King.
-Pirorong!
Before the Nephilim finished chanting something, a beam flew from the tip of the demon king’s finger and hit the Nephilim’s arm.
-Toouk.
-Degurur
The cane in his hand lost its support and fell.
“What is this!”
It’s because the Nephilim’s arms, which used to hold the staff, changed like the wings of a bird.
“Keuuugh! Is it transformation magic?!”
-Food Duck! Food Duck!
Nephilim patted his hands, no, his wings. His feathers fell out in all directions. Avian virus.
“Because you keep being nasty, I made it out of a parrot’s arm. If you keep doing that, I’ll turn your legs into parrots.”
“Such a demon like dirty water! How dare you do such an insolence to a 4-year-old or a nephilim! Disembark right now..”
“You can’t even talk?”
-Pirorong!
The Nephilim’s mouth, which was about to say something more, turned into a parrot’s beak.
-Kiruruk! Kiruruk!
I don’t know what it means, but it’s probably a nephilim who is insulting the demon king in parrot language.
‘That wasn’t a lie before.’
It is said that if you lie, you will be turned into a parrot. At least I almost lived in a cage. As usual, the demon king took out a coin tied with a string from his pocket.
“Now, take a good look at this.”
-Daerong, daerong
I made a fool of the half-parrot that was floundering like that and sent it away. It is said that the wings and beak will return to their original state in about a week. It tasted like sesame salt when I imagined the Nephilim who couldn’t even unzip their pants for a week and pecked at birds. That’s it, you f*cking arsonist. Why do you torment the devil?
“Oooh, the smell of burnt… Let’s ventilate and wipe the burnt area.”
“…Is there any magic to erase the soot?”
“There is, but the time doesn’t go well. Have to do it by hand …Thank you more than that.”
“What?”
– Chabak, chabak.
The approaching demon king half-opened his eyes beautifully. He said with cheeks that looked like glutinous rice cakes twitching.
“Just. All. Hee hee…”
“… Uh.”
“Thank you for saying that I will write a storybook for you once a week forever.”
‘? When am I?’
*
-Buck buck buck
Me and the Demon King are wiping the soot from the walls of my room where the Nephilim burned. My arms are so sore
‘Keuuugh. It’s f*cking tough!’
This is all because of the nephilim, you bastard… No, you bastard. I’m sending them out with their beaks tied so they can’t even eat.
-Buck, Buck, Buck
Suddenly, I remembered the toothpaste machine that Sergeant Go ordered in the army.
-Hey Dongha. See your hand?
-Ah… No.. Ugh.
– Huh? Is your face rotten? f*ck you? f*ck you, did you come to the army early?
– No. f*ck you.
-Buck buck buck!
‘Lee Ik!’
As soon as Ko Byeongjang’s cocky face came to mind, the villains listed in my rankings passed by like a panorama. Nine, Rebecca, Dorothy, and even Yuria. Ugh, there’s no such thing as a very Suicide Squad. This made me feel very dirty.
“Kkeeungcha. Ok…”
-Swipe
‘…’
Remembering the twisted trash of the plague, seeing the expression of the demon king wiping the wall with a dry towel from the side made me feel a little purified.
Even with his slender forearms, the demon king did a good job without making a single expression. Or have I gotten used to it because there are so many cases like this?
‘… Damn bastards.’
Too many rude trash. If I came to fight against the demon king, would I just fight fine and then disappear? Of course, it’s just a look, but a ninja stabs a thin woman in the first place, doesn’t he strike down a greatsword, doesn’t he throw a fire dragon, doesn’t he step on a dagger in a 4:1 ratio… Oh, this is what I did too. Anyway, they are bad guys who can’t be found in chivalry.
“… Haam.”
“Do you want to sleep?”
The Demon King asked. I wake up early in the morning and stay awake until the sun rises in the middle of the sky. It was natural to fall asleep.
“You can sleep. I’ll clean it up.”
“… Are you alone? It’s hard. Just wait. Let’s go together when I wake up.”
“No. No. I’m really good at this Is my friend sleepy? Right?”
…!
Demon King!
You’ve improved!
There is no such thing as a dog who doesn’t sleep for three days and makes you bubbling. Only a benevolent horse and glutinous rice cake remain. You too have grown…
“If you want to write a book for me, you should sleep now. And you bought a new golden hoe, right? Aren’t you going to play Little Farm?”
It’s been an impossible year.
“… Little Farm.”
If you say no, you will probably say, ‘Don’t you? Then lend me the golden hoe. I’ll be using it.’ Red tomatoes were also taken away in the same way. A b*tch like a b*tch.
Fortunately, the bed didn’t burn, so I lay down straight away. Then, the demon king who was wiping the wall walks over and sits on the bed.
-Tsudam
The demon lord caresses my head.
“Good, good.”
Looking down at me lying down with a happy face.
…
…The hand.
“… Are your hands okay?”
I asked the demon king. I saw that it was all better with the heal magic, but I wanted to hear that it was okay.
Come to think of it, I was fine when I was hit by Dorothy’s flare storm, but why did I get hurt this time? The Flare Wheel was only quick to activate, but it was a much lower power magic than that. Was the Nephilim that strong?
“Yes! Are you okay. Look at this.”
She grinned as she showed her white and pretty hands in front of her. I was a little proud because it seemed like he was trying to calm me down.
– Swoop.
-Kok.
“… Huh..?”
She reached out with one hand and gently grabbed the demon king’s hand. There is no particular reason. I just wanted to do this. She rolled her eyes again at my actions. Really… I don’t know why I’m surprised at each one of these actions when I snort at disaster-level magic.
“…What? Uh huh?”
“This hand saved me earlier. I said thank you.”
“…”
Did I lose my language function? The demon king’s spinning eyes roamed around the room, avoiding my eyes. Then it landed just above my eyes.
“…Okay. You. Children’s book… That… Thank you. Me too.”
… What do you mean?
The demon king whose word order is messed up. Her language was messy, but the meaning was conveyed.
“Yes. I now… Haaam… Sleep…”
-Sueuk
-Tight
…Huh?
When I tried to take her hand away, the demon king held it tight and wouldn’t let go. I guess I held her gently, but luckily my hand didn’t hurt.
“…Why?”
“You sleep. I’ll stay like this for a little while Just a little… hehehe.”
…
“Yes…”
Heavy eyelids closed.
…
Comfort, warmth.
Things that could not be found anywhere in the world. Looking at it now, it was in her little palm.
*
… Smells good.
The sour soot from the arson of the Nephilim no longer remained. A subtle fruity scent hits the tip of her nose.
“This happened!”
When I opened my eyes, the Demon King was still sitting there. It is a welcome expression, as if someone who had starved for a week saw a chicken delivery man arrive.
‘… Mmm.’
It was already evening just before sunset outside. You slept all day. The soot buried in every corner of the room is almost completely erased.
“Hee hee. I’m glad you woke up.”
She looks down at me as I lie down. Wherever i go…
“I was about to write the cry of the berserk dragon… hehehe.”
‘f*ck! To rip someone’s ear off!’
*
I was treated to a delicacy that made my upper legs bend. It’s been the same until now, but if the devil decides and makes it delicious, endlessly delicious food comes out.
“Wow. It’s really delicious.”
“Dogs are delicious? Is it more delicious than f*cking delicious?”
“…Well, something like that.”
“I see. Then I like you.”
“Don’t use that word. That’s bad.”
“Yes! I won’t use it!”
“Don’t use that either.”
For a moment, an unrealistic happiness hung over the delicious meal that made my tongue hang down. What’s even more amazing is that it doesn’t end here.
“Hee hee… Is there dessert today?”
“Dessert?”
“Yes.”
…Is it beef jerky? Or canned beans?
But what the demon king brought…
Oh my god…
“…”
“Huh? Why are you like this? This is the expression on my face when I first saw kimchi jjigae…”
“…You know this. Didn’t you just use hallucination magic?”
“Isn’t it? I haven’t written since the iron fist you and I had before… Oh, no! I never wrote one!”
What the f*ck. What dirty trick did you use when you were fighting iron fists? Somehow, he did really well sometimes.
No, that kind of thing is fine.
“… You know this. Twinsang bar… Right? Twins.”
There is ice cream in front of you. That’s what they used to sell in Korea. It has two bars stuck in it, so you tear it in half.
“Yeah, an adventurer before… Preserved it with magic… Only one… Very dear…”
She recited something about Sangba’s specs, but unfortunately, it didn’t come into her ears at all. At this moment, I just want to grab a stick of ice cream and take a big bite.
How long has it been? Of course, I have never seen anything like ice cream in this world.
“This is a very, very tasty deal.”
She is right. Surely it will. There’s no way that chocolate-colored ice bar wouldn’t taste good.
-Chiik
She opened her bag.
In it, the double bar that exudes cold air revealed her noble figure.
-Gulp.
“Come on.”
…
“Huh?”
She gave me the whole bar instead of splitting it in two.
“…”
After handing it over, they look at it with a smile on their calyx as usual.
“… What are you doing? I’m not going to eat?”
“…I’ll give you everything?”
“Yes. Show me how to eat fast. Hee hee.”
Wow. Had a windfall In fact, the amount is a bit ambiguous for Ssangsangba to eat alone.
…
– Boom
‘Ah… Shiva.’
I made a mistake at this crucial moment. One of the twin bars was abnormally large and the other was small.
“Huh? Why tear it up! It’s precious!”
“… This is how it is originally shared. Ruler.”
She accepted the bar I gave her.
“… Huh? Is this much bigger?”
“You eat the big one. It’s yours.”
“But…”
Before she could say anything more, I put mine in her mouth. It was also ignorant.
“You eat too. It melts.”
“…Yes.”
-Asak
!!!
Her eyes widened as if they would pop out.
“Wow…! So so so delicious! It’s like sugar. It tastes as good as 6 chopung!”
The demon king squirmed happily with ice cream in his big mouth. Seeing that, I felt like I knew a little bit about her heart, who tried to give everything to me.
It’s sweet. Also a double bar.
…
“I ate well.”
“Me too!”
“…Then why didn’t you eat alone and wait?”
I ask her, and I tap her fingernail on an empty ice cream bag. There was a commercial logo that said, ‘Eat with friends, it’s even better!’
… I’m not lying.