Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil chapter 43

43 - Preparing for the trip

43 – Preparing for the trip

Russian! Bass Rock!

– Kung! Thud!

‘… Until when?’

The Demon King, who said to prepare tomorrow, is constantly walking around the room, taking out something, and making it. A loud sound from the tightly closed door reaches my room.

‘f*ck! Let’s get some sleep!’

In the past, when I was hanging out with them outside the tower, I had a good night’s sleep even in the middle of the battlefield where arrows came and went and fire fell…

‘I wonder if my body has become more comfortable.’

Maybe that’s why I’m back as a sensitive modern person who can’t sleep even at this level of noise. I really… Do I have to like it.

-Kudangtang! Thump thump!

‘…A crazy b*tch.’

Looks like he can’t even sleep. He is

-Hee hee travel! It’s a trip!

I remember the bright smile she wore at her dinner table.

‘Leave it alone. If it’s good, I’ll prepare like that.’

She has done something wrong to her.

… And what if you don’t leave me alone… About dog f*ck.

– Right! That’s right! Good! Good! I love it!

‘It was cute.’

-Kudangtangtang! Kudangtangtang!

-This, this friendship trip… Right?

‘It was cute…’

-Kudangdangdangdangtang! Cudangdangdangtang!

– Too… I… Too…

‘Dear…’

-Kudang! Kudang! Kudang! Kudang! Courage!

Hmm.

‘f*cking demon horned b*tch. What are you doing when you don’t sleep?’

She pulled the blanket over her head. As she was doing that, she remembered only her pretty smile on her face. A little annoyance quickly turned into regret.

… Someday. I have to tell you the truth…

Using the sleep that never came as an excuse, she stopped thinking and surrendered herself to the thud. As she drew her busily getting ready, Suma came to visit.

*

“… Haaam.”

I opened my eyes. The smell of food that I felt intense from a long time ago.

‘… Ok. I’ll leave quickly.’

There is a distance between the kitchen and my room, so the smell doesn’t come out this strong. In other words, it must be the demon king’s magic fan that sends smoke.

-Sueuk

I pulled off the blanket, opened the door, came out, and walked to the kitchen. Turning the corner, as expected, the Demon King is fanning bacon sizzling in a frying pan.

“What? Uh, when…”

-Wack.

I really thought I could hide it with that, so I hid the fan. Let my eyes go there. The demon king takes out the fan again with a feeling of desperation.

“Ahhh… It’s hot.”

And fanning himself as if he had originally intended to use it because it was hot. What’s hot what’s hot Who knows who the fool is, this bastard.

“Did you wake up early? You can sleep more.”

“Oh, yes. I will.”

“… What?”

“… Huh? Sleep more..”

“…… What?”

-Jjiririt

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

Only then did she respond with a bright smile. It means one hundred points.

“By the way, do you know how to cook?”

“No, I have no idea…”

‘…’

She cut off the lies that had built up to the tip of her chin.

Not to mention cooking. Other than that, I already have a perfect score in all housework stats such as laundry, cleaning, cooking, washing dishes, and I have mastered all sorts of recreational activities.

‘…But.’

I wanted to continue eating the Demon King’s cuisine. I never wanted her to know about my cooking skills. So in the meantime, I actively helped with housework such as making dolls and cleaning. She’s only got by pretending that she can’t even fry eggs when it comes to cooking.

‘…Only this time.’

The wrong she did to her yesterday was too great. Let’s help with this dish.

‘I just need to look like a talented cook who is good at cooking for the first time.’

*

“You, what are you?”

Oops.

The moment the spatula was gripped, the artist’s soul was set on fire. When I came to my senses, I was carving the devil’s bean omelette into a star shape. The egg was baked to a yellow color, keeping the line close to the point where it would not burn. The point is to mix a little milk when making egg water.

“You… You…”

Everything is wrong. Probably the second best Korean cook, my ability to cook was exposed.

Taaang!

No.

“I learned from watching you make things. Poongwolgae Seodang recites three years.”

… What are you talking about? Asshole

I was scared and the word order was messed up.

“Uh-huh. Seodang-gae Poongwol would recite three years. Come on.”

The demon lord, who corrected the wrong words, stroked me proudly.

“You talk so pretty.”

It’s the first time I’ve heard that.

But these days, it seems that I curse less than before. It’s because he’s worried about what the demon king sees and learns.

“Then, from now on, we can take turns cooking. Huh. Now you too are a kitchen person.”

The Demon King tapped him on the shoulder with a smile of acceptance. As expected, it is catastrophic. That I could only eat half of the Demon King’s dishes. Well, that’s it Because I ate a lot during that time.

‘Huh? Why didn’t I cook this?’

A pot with some vegetables and meat in it. There was a bottle of broth next to it, so I took it in my hand. The moment you want to break in.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

-Paaang!

– Jjiririt. Thrill

Black lightning bolted from her feet. Even I, her magic-taker, entwine her strong kitchen to the point of urinating on her.

“Why, why, dude!”

“Put it down! That broth! I mean put it down now!”

I didn’t even go through the instructions of the devil who entered the battle posture, and I put the broth down to the original place.

‘Why are you f*cking sick again!’

Is it like an elixir made from dragon blood?

“… Whoa. Sorry. Are you a little surprised?”

“No, it’s okay. What is it for?”

‘You were so f*cking surprised. 10 Years old.’

“Because you are going to go camping and are going to cook hot pot right now, I don’t know…”

“… No. I understand. I didn’t think it was a portable hot pot.”

“I’m sorry I almost made it with charcoal soot…”

‘I almost turned to soot.’

*

After making the lunch box.

“… You know.”

“Huh?”

“Aren’t we going to emigrate?”

Prepared food is placed all over the kitchen. So much Sandwiches, hot pots, barbecues, omelets, canned food, baguettes, kimchi pancakes, salads, various fruits and more.

‘There.’

“… What is that?”

I asked, pointing to a large roast wild boar I don’t know where it was hidden.

“Yes. When it comes up, I’ll stop by the 82nd floor where the Leviathan is and give it to you. It’s her favorite.”

Leviathan was killed by Nine. She doesn’t have to kill the demons living on each floor to go up, so she doesn’t seem to know that Leviathan is dead yet.

‘What do you say? Here.’

She is a demon. I am human

How does confessing that she was part of the party that killed Leviathan differ from saying that she joined the group that slaughtered her own people?

‘…’

The Demon King may show hostility. With her personality that doesn’t know where to bounce, a lump of fire might fall on her head.

Stop making excuses.

Be honest. More than anything else, I was afraid of not knowing how her feelings for me would change. I remember a movie I saw a long time ago. A revenge story in which a friend who has been building friendships throughout the story learns that he is the culprit who killed his family 7 years ago and points a gun at him.

‘… I can’t talk.’

When we talked about the Ghost Highlands the other day, the demon king said that there was no one there and was bitter. Perhaps this is not the first time this has happened to her. Therefore…

‘I hope you don’t feel too sad this time.’

… I wish this was a game.

Because the dead Leviathan will come back to life like a regen mob.

“Now, since I can’t take everything with me…”

As the demon king raised his hands, the empty room began to crack like glass, just like when I passed the point of view of the omniscient donkey last time.

– Clink!

Isn’t the devil’s hand reappearing and taking her food one by one to the other side of the dimension?

“… Hey.”

“Huh?”

“Isn’t this some kind of great sealing magic?”

“Right.”

“…You want to store food with this?”

“Yes. It’s heavy when you carry it. Hell is cool, so the refrigeration effect is subtly good. Let’s go get our travel gear now.”

“…Then you didn’t put the book I gave you before?”

“What? Is not it. Even though it was terribly scary, it was a book you wrote.”

*

‘What is this? A bonfire firewood set… It’s the most useless thing in the world for the demon king.’

Isn’t he the demon king who can create high performance hell flames anytime, anywhere?

“…Should I throw this away?”

“What? You’re stupid? Why throw it away?”

“… No. You can even light fire in the air, so what are you taking this for?”

“Oops. You really need to get upset.”

She tapped her white forehead with the palm of her hand and said dumbfounded. I get hacked

“Hey, listen carefully. Camping and campfires are mutually symbiotic. That it cannot be separated. Understand?”

Ah. That’s it.

Romance.

Unlike her, who handles fire conveniently every time, I couldn’t sympathize with her because I struggled to light a fire every time outside her.

“I think I know. Because I am Camryn, my camping skills are lacking.”

“Be careful next time.”

-JuseomJuseom

A demon king who works hard to put something into it. I was curious and looked inside it.

‘… No! f*ck! What bullsh*t!’

There are various games in it, such as a chess board, a crocodile model, and picture matching paper.

“Hey! Are you going to take all of them?”

“Yes! Don’t you think it would be fun!?”

‘Funny dog man…’

It’s like a scene where the final boss resurrects all the defeated monsters and attacks them, just like in a cartoon I’ve seen before.

“But why didn’t you include that?”

“Huh…? Ah… That one? It’s a damn sh*t game.”

Let’s point to the oak barrel roulette and say it. He repeats the vulgar words I used and salivates! Spitting devil. After all, if you get hit ten times, you might not want to do it.

“… Wouldn’t this be too much?”

“Wouldn’t you like to…?”

The demon king opened his bright eyes like a fawn and asked. This bastard, in the past, he was definitely a one-tool threat, but recently, is it because of his mood that he strangely uses it to induce sympathy?

“… That’s not it. There are many things to do when traveling. Anyway, I will continue to live here from now on.”

At those words, her expression widened.

“You are right! Whoops. Then I’ll take care of only what I need. Oh and. Play a game!”

The demon king always plays games until the day before the trip. What a bet

“We each go on a trip and choose something to play. Whoever has the more fun game wins.”

…What is that ambiguous rule? Whoever sees it, it’s a demon king’s convenient rule.

“…Yes. OK. What is the product?”

“Umm… 10 Cans of beans?”

“Not much.”

“Grunt… 10 Pieces of beef jerky?”

“Something is missing.”

“Ummm… 10 Cheek touches?”

“Call.”

So we searched here and there in the dark warehouse.

*

I packed all of the tent, entertainment, food, fishing rods, gathering tools, and paper.

Thanks to the hand of the hell fiend she summons, she doesn’t have to drag heavy loads. Can I eat anything that went in and out of a place like that… Anyway, two light backpacks are all I have to carry.

After unpacking, we parted after dinner. I’m lying on my bed right now.

‘… I’m leaving in a few months. On the 100th floor.’

I look at the window where the moonlight comes in. I had the stupid thought of jumping off before.

‘… Please.’

I hope that the crybaby king doesn’t cry on this trip. I hope you laugh a lot. I want you to be happy.

“Is it there?”

I asked towards my visit. Although the demon king did not show any particular signs, I was certain that he would be there for some reason.

“…”

“…”

“Ah, it seems there is none. What game will I play with my friend on my trip tomorrow…”

Let’s try to unwrap the surprise gift prepared by betting.

“No!! I’m here! Stay here! Do not say!”

The demon king became desperate and shouted. He’s probably covering his ears with the palms of his hands. So why do you look at the liver?

“Bar, I just got here. Have you been passing by before? Really.”

‘I’ve been sitting for at least 20 minutes.’

“This, you know.”

The demon king floated luck beyond the door. And after hesitating for a while, he opens his mouth again.

“Thank you.”

“…”

“… You know me. I don’t know if I can be this happy.”

“…”

“Recently. Does the magic keep happening? My friend holds my hand, touches my face, and makes me an omelette. And now they say they’re going on a trip together.”

“…”

“… hehehe. Thanks to you every.”

“You know.”

“… Huh?”

“I’m really looking forward to my trip tomorrow.”

“Yes! Me too.”

“The best trip in my life.”

“Me too, me too! Lol.”

Since then she has been talking about her travels with her again and again like she did yesterday. For a while. Although she was blocked from visiting, she was not stuffy.

I can’t sleep like this.

“Because we have a trip tomorrow… Let’s go to sleep. You go to bed now.”

Somehow, I hinted at the demon lord, who seemed to be sitting in front of the door forever.

“… Yes. Good night.”

-Chabak, chabak

The sound of her footsteps at the end of the dark hallway got quieter.

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