42 – Where would you like to go if you were to travel
In the end, the demon king, who was deprived of the red horse, has been crying for several minutes.
“Shall I give it back?”
“… What?”
Put out your lips and let go of your pretense.
“The red potato.”
“… Ugh. No. It’s a bet, but what… The two of you live happily ever after.”
No…
Doesn’t this make me look like dog trash? It’s mine in the first place. This.
And strangely, I am afraid of remorse.
“…Cheer up. Wouldn’t it be better for me to ride this to send you to Mars quickly?”
“…I don’t have to go anymore…”
“What?”
“Oh, no.”
With a red clay pot and a golden hoe, I am solving all the tasks that have been frustratingly blocked. When you borrow it, you need to take it off as soon as possible. Because of that, I ignored the stinging gaze of the demon king character that I could feel from behind.
I rode and ran around busily all day long.
“Go, go together.”
The devil’s character, who used to follow me on a red horse like a noble lady, is chasing after my character by pulling up her skirt and jumping on her feet.
“Together…”
-Slippery
-f*ck!
Her character soon fell into a riot and got stuck in a potato field. The field was very sticky because it had been watered a while ago.
‘Huh.’
While I was busy running, I quickly got off the horse and stood her character up.
“It’s okay… it’s okay… hee!”
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Good f*ck! The gold dress I bought is covered in dirt, and my face is full of mud packs like the cannibals in the movie King Kong.
“Poo Sup! It’s f*cking ugly…”
Oops.
The face of the devil character covered in dirt was so funny that I burst out laughing in real life without realizing it.
-Help
When she looked back at her, she opened her bloody eyes and glared at me, unable to contain her laughter. It feels like the temperature of the surroundings has also decreased at the same time.
“I’ll wipe it right away. Crawl…”
“… No. I’ll clean it.”
Even though she was clearly smiling, her expression was extremely cold.
“…Are you really okay?”
“Yes. Are you very busy? Go ahead. Go quickly I just have to wipe myself in the pond over there.”
‘…Are you okay?’
“…Okay.”
“Yeah… Go.”
She borrowed her red tomatoes from her. I left her muddy character behind and sat back in the saddle.
-Dagdak, dagdak.
“… Are you really going…?”
The demon king muttered something. I couldn’t hear it because the sound was low.
“What?”
“… No. To work hard.”
…
It must be fine.
*
“I’m sorry.”
I apologized to her for her ignorance.
“Huh? What?”
On the dinner table.
My bowl is full of canned beans and carrots.
“I’m just sorry about everything. So can I give you that too?”
In the bowl of the paper crane, which cannot be eaten, there is a kimchi stew that gives off a savory smell. Gruesome year.
“I want to do that too. But what? Sorry, that’s all We have to feed the origami cranes.”
“… Paper cranes can’t eat food anyway…”
-Zerith
“The goon is eating really well.”
If you hold on to it any longer, the chain lightning will pass by the back of your ear.
Really…
This bastard… That’s for sure. He’s definitely getting his revenge on me with the Little Farm Gun.
“…At Little Farm earlier…”
“…Yes.”
“I’m sorry I laughed at your character’s face.”
“… Isn’t that what it is?”
No?
Then why?
…
-Cheap
-It’s sweet. Sweetly
In the quiet kitchen, only the sound of clinking dishes and chewing food remained.
… It’s not a very good sign that the demon king is constantly at low pressure. She looks like she’s firmly pissed off like Taesan… But let’s change the subject.
“Ah, so, speaking of travel.”
-Wriggling
“… Hey, travel?”
…?
…
I’m sorry.
Until 3 seconds ago, her face was dark like a private before returning from a recruit leave, but her eyes shine with a word from her travels. Still, the inertia that had been strained a while ago remains, so I immediately go to ‘Travel! It’s a trip! Hee hee!’ I didn’t do this.
…
“… W, what is a trip? Keep talking.”
When I didn’t speak, I impatience demanded that she continue her story.
“We decided to go to the Ghost Plateau on the 32nd floor and the Mist Lake on the 66th floor, right?”
“Yes! Wow. You! I remembered…! Oops!”
She unknowingly, her tension soared in a hurry, and she hurriedly opened her mouth and ate it. She cleared her throat twice and lowered her accent again.
“…Yes. That’s right. It’s the Fog Lake.”
…
It’s f*cking clumsy…
The demon lord holds back the tension, probably knowing that if he laughs while angry, hair grows on his butt. But after I spit it out, it all came loose.
“That sounds like fun. Shall I bring something to eat?”
“That’s it! What do you take sandwich? Beans?”
Excited, she put down all her feelings and her pride, got up from her chair at the table, and jumped up and down.
“Travel! It’s a trip! Hee hee!”
I just recited the lines I predicted earlier.
‘Wow… I was very excited.’
My estimate, the Mawang Meteorological Agency, is zero humidity, no clouds, and clear weather. If it were her now, she would listen to any request. For example.
“Can I eat kimchi stew?”
“Of course. You haven’t eaten yet, what have you been doing?”
-Huruloop.
“Can I touch your cheek?”
“Sure! Of course.”
Instantly turning off the buff on her cheek, she walked up to her gun and showed her face.
-Wow!
‘…Kiya.’
This is it. This. It’s a feeling you’ll never get tired of for the rest of your life.
Her cheeks stretch more smoothly than anything else in the world. It was wonderful.
Ah, since I’m a demon survival expert, I can precisely measure her mood and make a request. If a beginner sees this and follows it, be careful, as you may be visited by a dog overnight or bitten by the demons of hell.
‘… I’m sick.’
Suddenly, even the beans and carrots you chewed in your mouth feel sweet. Ick, let’s just touch this far. Because gourmets don’t overeat.
“Uh-huh. Then tomorrow we will be ready for camping all day.”
“Yes. But where are you going? Fog lake? Ghost Plateau?”
Then she threw her face at me. Then he puts his lips to my ear and whispers as if he’s telling a very big secret.
“Aren’t you too surprised to hear? I will go to both.”
… I don’t mind going to both places. I like it like that.
“You know. Didn’t you want to go to the Ghost Highlands the other day?”
She asked me. I certainly remember answering like that in the past.
“Oh, yes.”
“What was the reason?”
…
‘… Come to think of it.’
The reason I asked you to go to the Ghost Plateau on the 32nd floor before. It was simply that she might seize some kind of escape opportunity as it was the closest to the ground among the places she had proposed as her destinations.
…
‘…There’s no need to be honest.’
Not at all anymore.
“The atmosphere there is nice and cool, so I feel good.”
“Sure, then. Are you sure you know Camryn properly?”
“The feeling that something is about to pop out, yet still.”
“Huh, right! Just right Doesn’t your whole body feel tickled?!”
“I like Mist Lake too. Sometimes I can’t see the stars because of the fog, but sitting on a calm lake was pretty.”
“Oh! Did you see that star!? Hey, have you tried it there too? That! That… Splashing stones in the water…!”
“Water sujebi?”
“Right! Water drop! It’s a water swallow!”
“I tried it while all the party members were sleeping. Every time you throw it, the stars floating on the lake break like candy…”
-Tadadat.
She, who was blooming with the story of her travel destination, finally embraced me who was sitting there unable to hold back her excitement. As she was listing her travel destinations with her, I was also slightly agitated, so there was no time for fear to intervene.
After all, won’t the day come when you’ll be stabbed by her horn?
“Right! That’s right! Good! I love it!”
The demon king rubbed his face against my stomach. I felt itchy as my breath reached through the hoodie she had gifted me, and I was worried that my waist surrounded by her white arms would break, but for some reason I didn’t want to take it off.
“Hee hee… I feel like my body is going to explode for some reason.”
She lifted her head as she rubbed her face in my arms. Like her child in front of the ticket office at an amusement park, she had a very recalled expression.
‘…That’s cute.’
It feels good to me as well. I hope it will be a pleasant journey for her.
…By the way.
‘Why haven’t you been on a trip?’
Seeing how unbearably happy he is, the demon king really likes to travel. It’s not like you can’t go out on the 100th floor, seeing as he sometimes goes to the first floor to deliver finished dinosaur dolls.
‘Why?’
“… Ehehehe. Maybe i’m good It’s too noisy here.”
She said, pointing to her own left breast as she was still on her lap.
…
‘Let’s not ask why. It’s not that I haven’t been there in a while, but if I haven’t been there, there must be a reason.’
She hasn’t put her buff back on her own cheek yet. For the first time I put my hand on her cheek without asking her permission. Not pulling, but stroking.
“…hehehe…”
She also stretched out her white arms and lifted them up and she touched my cheek. It would be a pretty ridiculous sight for anyone to see.
“Does this feel really good? I need to do it more often.”
“…Do it.”
“… That… This is… Then… A friendship trip, right?”
‘Friendship Trip… I’ve seen it in a catalog somewhere.’
The demon lord asked me carefully even though he was very excited. She often seems to want to get something checked out on her.
“Uh. Because we are going with friends.”
-Hook!
Instead of answering, she placed her head in my arms once more. Very tight, probably never intending to show her face. Then she rolled her white feet.
Why?
Am I a little excited about her trip with her?
Or is it because I like her smiling face?
I made a terrible mistake.
“… It would be nice to leave it as a picture.”
…
Ah.
The moment I spit these words out of my mouth, I felt sorry for myself. But the sound had already traveled through the air and into her ears.
Did she gain confidence in my words that gave her joy? She stopped talking through her brain.
“Wow… Whoa…”
She pulled her head out of her arms and admired her mouth shut.
“So… I… So…”
A demon king who only licks his lips and can’t connect words. Perhaps sensitivity is proportional to magic power? Then I must be the second most cold-blooded.
‘… Ha.’
-Tadadat.
Before she could say anything, she ran to her warehouse. No, even if I had had enough time, I wouldn’t have been able to find the words to retract the lie I just made.
*
“Whoa… Haa… The picture… Must be.”
She runs over and holds her camera to me, gasping for breath.
…f*ck.
I must be a b*tch. When I get out of here, I decided on the title of the book to be published.
It was the moment when I hated myself so much.
“Doesn’t a photo taken on a trip come out in a year? Huh?”
“…”
“… Huh?”
…
I’m sorry.
“… That’s right.”