48 – Mist Lake (2) Water Swallow, Portrait
“…”
“…”
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Someone said. The true taste of fishing is the fun of waiting for a bite. At least the person who left those words didn’t come to the Mist Lake.
For three hours, there is no bite. And, of course, it’s no fun.
Did all the fish disappear as well as the demons who used to live here?
“Shall we stop?”
“uuu…”
Her hand, still holding her fishing pole, was full of strength, and the corners of her mouth went down in disappointment.
“Joe, let’s wait a little longer. Huh? I’ll throw the rice cake again.”
Unable to let go of her lingering feelings, she threw the rice cakes she had made toward the lake where no one would be. She is made by mashing beans with her favorite sugar.
-Aren’t the fish fighting each other to bite each other?
As she prepared her fishing tackle and sipped kimchi soup, the foggy lake where no air bubble rose from her seemed to laugh at the idea.
-Toduk
The rice cake thrown by the demon king on the clear lake slowly sinks. After that, I did a little more with the demon king, but the loose fishing line did not become tight.
*
She puts down her fishing rod and the next thing she does is water sujebi. It’s her turn first.
-Shuwook!
-Tong Tong
– Fondant
Her stone bounced twice on the water and sank in the lake. Then, the arrogant face that the demon king shows is ‘Have you seen it? This is a water swallow!’ He seemed to be saying.
“hehehe. The winner throws a ball at the loser…”
-Shuuk!
-Tong tong tong tong tong….
I didn’t even have to count from five times. Her dainty chubby is enough to lightly play around. It means that I won even if the demon king duplicated two people and stepped on me 2:1.
The demon king’s mouth fell open. There was a strange feeling of pleasure when a child who summoned an ice dragon or a meteor drive without chanting had such an expression.
“What about the jjangdol?”
“Uh, uh?… Mo, don’t you know? I… like a stone sling.”
She took out her cruel bet out of her pocket, but she hurriedly denounced her. I heard it all. This b*tch
The punishment for the bet was decided to light a bonfire at a barbecue party. Anyone who has ever made a bonfire on an uninhabited island or trapped under a bridge over the Han River will know that this is difficult.
“Just lighting a fire with hell flame…”
“Write!”
“Okay.”
Even if the demon lord dies, he cannot use magic. This is why romance is a problem. All the romantics who lived in this harsh world froze to death. Or isolated on the 100th floor of the tower.
She didn’t do well. No, she never bounced. The previous two were career highs. What do you believe in and bet on?
– Fondant!
– Fondant!
“…”
I just eat a lot of stones and eat a lot of stones, so I’m full.
“… Uhhhhh.
“Shall I tell you?”
“…Yes.”
The champion without a challenger dropped all the stones he was holding. It is admitted own defeat.
I didn’t whine like I used to, saying, ‘This sh*t… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…’.
“Look carefully. First you need to choose a flat stone.”
“Yes.”
“No, it is a round stone.”
“Wait. Yes.”
She put a stone in her mouth. And the dainty white cheeks mumble and spit out the stone again. f*ck the hell The stone became taut like a plate.
“Now, I melted it a little in my mouth and bit it. How is it?”
“…You are the best.”
“What do you mean? And why are you suddenly falling away from me?”
“… No.”
When she said that she was too old to chew her stones, she was referring to her.
*
– Fondant!
– Fondant!
I corrected her posture like a golf instructor. Bend her back slightly, pull her hips back, and throw the stone with the feeling of drawing a rim on the surface of the water, not from top to bottom. Like this.
“Look carefully.”
-Shuwook!
-Tong tong tong tong tong
“Wow…”
-Pulseok
My reaction is going away from my hometown, Mrs. Park Ok-ja, at six o’clock. She slumps down in her seat and trembles. She climbed to the top of the peak of stupidity without knowing anything about water swallows, and now that she has learned the theory, she knows the true value of my skills.
“Can you do it?”
“Yes.”
– Fondant!
– Tong Tong Fondant!
*
“… Now let’s eat.”
“Chi… Do you think I can’t do it five times?”
-Soowook
– Fondant!
‘Yes.’
The demon lord, who has a personality where once he starts, he has to wait until the end, has been like that for a while. I am sitting on the grass behind her and watching her drill.
If I go with her to her arcade on Earth, I might not be able to get out of there for several years.
Then.
-Soowook
– Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Fondant!
“Uh… Wow!”
In the end, she, who had never been able to do it properly, succeeded five times. Terrible talent and perseverance. She feels the same way in the last Iron Fist 6, but there is nothing she can’t do if she’s determined.
“Wow! Saw? Saw?”
“No.”
“Huh?”
Unlike me, a sense of mischief kicked in.
“I didn’t see it.”
“Ba, you just succeeded? It bounced five times.”
“I didn’t see it. What do we do?”
“Gee, it’s real! Trust me.”
“…Hmm. Then try again.”
Embarrassed, she reluctantly picked up one of her stones, put it in her mouth, and turned it into a flat stone again.
-Soowook
-Tong Tong Splash
“Twice.”
“Really! I really did! Clearly!”
“Mmm.”
“aaa, that’s unfair. I did it. I mean you did! I swear before God.”
… Who believes that the Demon King swears in front of God? This horned bastard
“Ah, yes yes. I will trust you.”
“You…! Lee… I don’t believe it!”
Hey. Damn, this is fun. Her reaction was so cute that she almost pulled the ball without even canceling the buff. If she is this cute, the devil of hell might say, ‘Hey, this is what I admit’ and put her teeth back.
“No. I really believe you.”
“You don’t believe me! The corners of her mouth are twitching and her nostrils are gaping! You’re laughing at me! You devil!”
‘Take off the horns and call them devils.’
*
Unlike Ghost Highlands, the sun rises and sets here. After playing all day, we greeted the evening when the sun went down.
I am making barbecue skewers with the devil. She said she wanted to make a special memory for her and asked us to make skewers for each other, and I accepted.
The demon king, who was still busy with the previous work, put a lot of carrots on my skewer. She, who at first sandwiched only meat and carrots with no other veggies. When I increase the ratio of carrots, I am not going to be able to beat this, and the devil, who has puffed up his cheeks like a blowfish, is making carrot skewers with only carrots on my skewer.
This is the year of the Carrot Devil. Okay. Are you playing Ellieon? What about a barbecue party, let’s go to a carrot party.
-Kok kok kok kok
-Kok kok kok kok
“Stop, stop…”
“Huh? Why? What?”
“Stop plugging it in… I would really die if I ate that.”
“What do you mean?”
I took off my pretense. If I put it in the stance of telling my carrot to die too openly, the chain lightning might come flying. So I subtly increased the number by one or two so that I couldn’t hang it, but the demon king seemed to have sensed it.
“… I’m not in the mood to eat carrots today. Put something else in I’ll put some meat on you too.”
“I don’t know what you mean, but okay.”
I don’t know why, but the devil doesn’t say that he hates carrots, even if he dies. I always make up reasons like, ‘I took your meat, so I’ll give you my carrots.’ Being picky seems to be quite embarrassing.
The demon lord stopping my hand from putting carrots on her skewer. Then he removed the carrots he had been putting on his skewers and began adding meat and other vegetables. He was the handshake of a peace agreement. In the first place, the confrontation between me, who can eat anything, and the girl who can’t eat carrots, doesn’t even work. Why are you messing around therefore.
“War is bad.”
Then she sent me a message asking me to take out her carrots with a pitiful look. Only this time. No soup from next time.
*
-Sizzle Sizzle
-Gulp
-Gulp
Mawang and I are salivating at the pork belly skewers being grilled over a bonfire, like beggar brothers who grew up without food. If there is someone stepping on this skewer right now, even if the opponent is nine, I am confident that I will turn the bamboo bread right away.
“Sure.”
-Sizzle Sizzle
Over a campfire, three skewers. Mine, hers, and paper cranes.
“… I think it’s ripe?”
“Oh, not yet. Calm down…”
The demon king, who seemed much less calm than me, calmed me down.
-Sizzle Sizzle
“All right, all right.”
She took out one of her skewers and placed it on the front plate of her paper crane. Then he took out two and compared them, and handed me the bigger one. She was a little touched by her kindness, but, sir, I just gave it to her because she had another carrot in it.
“Then eat well…”
“Wait a minute!”
She stopped me from putting the thick meat off the tip of her skewer into her mouth. And runs to her own bag.
An ominous feeling came over me.
“…A proof shot before eating? Anyway, you have to leave it there!”
…
Damn travel brochures. I don’t like either one. As for the cause, my share is the biggest.
“Come here.”
Excited at the thought of leaving a proof shot, she crossed her arms and dragged her in front of the camera.
“How do you do it like this… ah.”
Then, in front of her skewer, he stares at the camera with his mouth open.
“… What are you doing? Like this, ah, wide open and shoot.”
“…”
“Now, ah. Sun.”
“… Ah.”
-Click
…
“hehehe. Hey. I have something to show you.”
“… What is it?”
When I asked back, the demon lord carefully put the camera in his bag, fearing that he might drop it. Then he takes out a booklet from his bag.
“… What is that?”
“… Uh-huh. I made it.”
-Chellarak
What the demon king unfolded.
This is a photo book. An empty photo album with nothing on it.
“I made it. Pictures to come in a year. I’ll put them all here.”
…
I flip through one or two pages of the photo book she gave me.
, Etc.
Photo titles written in crooked letters under the blank photo boxes. All i know
*
After finishing the barbecue, we are sitting on the short grass beside the lake.
“Whoa… It was so delicious.”
“Uh.”
“…Why? Didn’t it taste good?”
“… No.”
I felt depressed. I wanted to make her laugh a lot on her trip this time. On such a subject, what kind of rudeness is she doing under the lies she spits out?
‘Asshole.’
I tried to alleviate my sadness and avoid facial expressions as much as possible, but it didn’t work out. What is a veteran Lies, idiots, scumbags, scammers. She said it was cupronickel.
“By the way, can I ask a question?”
The demon king asked next to me while I was staring blankly at the lake.
“… Uh.”
I don’t know what it is, but I was anxious. Her language gives me a different kind of fear these days. She’s a completely different color than when she first met her.
“We made a fun game import bet… Didn’t we? What did you bring?”
“…”
Anxiety mixed with her voice. He seems anxious that I might have forgotten the bet and brought nothing.
“I brought it.”
“Huh?! What?”
Yes. There was this
-Tadadat
Leaving her sitting on her grass, I ran to her bag that was parked by her tree. She unzips and pulls out the one game I brought.
“Whoa… This is it.”
I took it out of her bag and handed it to her.
“… A blank sheet? A picture matching game?!”
Is anything good? She matched her palms and greeted them.
“No. It’s a drawing game. Whoever draws better wins. How is it.”
At those words, the demon king’s mouth opened like a crescent moon.
“What a great idea!”
*
Although I am not well versed in painting, I have tried drawing a little bit of portraits. It was because I was interested in photography.
“You said you couldn’t draw very well during the drawing quiz before… I just draw weirdly, right?”
That’s not what you’re talking about. You bastard draws a seagull like a bastard sword.
“Don’t worry. It draws quite a bit.”
“Yes. Then…”
*
The Demon King decided to draw it first.
I sat with my back to the lake. She says she wants her lake as the backdrop. It is the first time that someone draws me. Not too far because of the fog, I drew at a distance of about four steps.
… Actually, I didn’t like my paintings.
“Don’t move.”
“Uh.”
…
-Seopteol, Seoppeoll
Demon King drew carefully as if connecting dominoes that had been piled up for a week. How much time had passed
“It’s done.”
Having finally completed her painting, she stood up. Looking at her picture with her proud face, she walks up to her gun.
“Here!”
I received the picture she gave me. Actually, it doesn’t matter what my picture is…
Ugh…
‘…’
Are we going to fight each other?
I drew it like a real dick. I get more king by making use of the strangely characteristic part well. Done. Let’s move on. Because it’s her sincerity.
“This time you come over and sit down.”
“Yes!”
She made her sit on the grass where I sat her, and I went and sat down where she was.
*
…
I put all my effort and sincerity into it.
-Square, square
I worked harder than ever.
-Square, square
‘…It’s done.’
I saw the finished picture.
It’s beautiful. Madly. Even though the fog covered it and the sunset light cast shadows on my face, I was still satisfied. I hope she knows my sincerity in trying to capture at least a part of her own beauty.
“Now, here.”
I gave her her picture.
“…”
“…”
When I think of the last time I sealed the … She has a transparent personality and accepts most things with a smile… But she says that it is not too much. If my paintings are so trash that I tear them up, I think it would hurt my heart.
‘…But.’
That’s how it feels to atone for her, so she must be at ease.
“Thank you.”
“… Huh?”
“… Thank you so much… Gaia’s blessing, Demeter’s blessing…”
The demon king, who opened his eyes wide and looked at the painting as if he was about to be sucked in, applied buffs one after another. It means pass.
… Thank God.
With this, she has left at least a piece of memory on her journey that almost left nothing behind.
…
“… Hey, I have a favor.”
She said after admiring her picture for a long time.
“What is it?”
“Wouldn’t you like to have a water swallow showdown?”
“… Ok. What are you betting on?”
“… Gulp… Bet each other’s pictures.”
…
“…Why? Don’t you like what I gave you?”
“No? What are you talking about? You’re stupid?”
She frowns while hiding the picture I gave her, fearing that it might be taken away. Wow, that dog is nasty.
“… I’m going to put it together.”
“… What?”
“The painting… I want to put yours and mine together… To make it look like it’s next to it.”
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Good idea. Then it has nothing to do with the picture. Because it’s the same person in the same place.
“…Then what do you do?”
She picked up a stone nearby. I put it in her mouth and flattened it.
“…Whoa…”
The demon lord’s hands trembled as if he was very nervous. He looks serious like a person who owns all his possessions.
“… Eight!”
-Soowook
– Tong, Tong… Fondant
“Ah…”
A short sigh escaped her mouth. Because I know my skills, I know that there is no chance of winning twice.
“…”
-Chellarak
She hurriedly unfolds the picture I gave her and looks at it. Before she is taken away, she moves her eyes busily as if to engrave it on her mind quickly.
“… Uh… It’s your turn.”
“Uh.”
-Soowook
-Dive!
?!
A look of bewilderment was evident on her face.
…
“You, didn’t you look at me…”
“My hand slipped… Haa… I loved this picture…”
Acting her clumsy, I returned the painting she gave me. She takes her picture with a quick glance, even though she puts on her bewildered face.
“Oh, can I do it one more time?”
She responded firmly to my skillful performance.
“No way! Where is the bet?”
Then she quickly put the two pictures of her in her own bag.
*
The sun is almost setting. The night is coming.
The end of the trip is approaching.
-Glance
She has been glancing at the sky since earlier.
Perhaps you are looking for a star.
There are no stars except the sun and moon in the sky outside the tower. Of course, there are no stars outside the window of the castle. I don’t know why. No one in this world knows Because this is the world
-Glance
The first time I saw the stars was after I climbed this tower. The old party members didn’t seem interested, but I was different. I liked the pitch-black night sky, resembling Earth’s sky, rather than all the loathsome things on earth.
-Glance
There is a star drawn with white crayons on the ceiling of the 100th floor where the demon king lived. She loves the stars, and there are times when she is looking at them in awe.
-Glance
… So
The last day of the trip. I wish she could see the bright stars.
I hope the fog will clear.
I hope the weather in the top, which is fickle, doesn’t run wild like it did in the Ghost Highlands.
-Glance
Please.
This is so sweet, i’m getting diabetes