77 – I like new clothes and people like old ones.
There was one thing I was worried about. When the demon king takes them to the bathroom, they might say strange things to the innocent demon king while I’m gone.
The Demon King is smart, but apart from that, he was naive and had a tendency to trust others, so he was anxious. She believed that most of my lies she believed were outrageous things that would make her snort if I told others.
“Now, what did I say?”
“uuu, it’s already the fifth.”
“Answer me quickly. It’s important.”
“Yes. When I go to the bathroom with them.
First, you must walk behind them. They might attack me if I walk in front.
Second, don’t listen to what they say. They’re stupid kids.
Third, I am much prettier and much better than them. Is this right?”
When did you say the third time?
“Okay. Now I can believe and go to sleep.”
“Before that, I must have prepared the goods.”
The devil imitated a cowboy by making the shape of a gun with his index finger.
“Of course.”
“Kee hee hee.”
Because of the former party members, the payment of the paper dolls and twenty-seven nights that were supposed to be paid to the devil was delayed.
I decided to pay for the night in another way, and I took out the paper doll I had made in advance and hid under the bed to give to the devil.
“Wow, Archeopteryx. Archeopteryx.”
“…A Duke.”
“…A Duke? What is it?”
“What is that…”
I stopped talking. This is because the next children’s book to be published soon is . Of course, there are also Dukes.
Instead of telling the demon king about the duke, he read the I wrote the other day. The demon king spoke the female character’s lines, and I spoke the male character’s lines.
“By the way, are you okay today?”
“Huh? What?”
“When I read Peter Pan the other day, I said so much that I don’t look like Captain Hook.”
“Oh, it’s okay. I am reading exactly the same now.”
…
“…..Hey. The man from here, not me.”
“… Yes. I will think of myself anyway.”
The demon king enjoyed reading his conversation. He laughed with her and read her book several times, then fell asleep at one point.
*
The next day.
I didn’t sleep until late in the morning the previous day, so I woke up when the sun was up in the middle of the sky. When I woke up, the demon king was buffing the paper crane next to me.
… They’ll be all right.
It’s the tops that I don’t want to see, but I visited the devil’s cabbage field with me because it’s precious.
-Duck
-Kiik
… What is this?
“Are you crazy?”
Aren’t the idiots sleeping with precious cabbages one by one and using them as pillows? In addition, Dorothy pulls out another one and hugs it and sleeps. It was because of his habit of not being able to fall asleep without a teddy bear, which has no resemblance to what he is doing.
You really think this is their home, right?
“Hey, everyone wake up.”
It just won’t wake up no matter how many times I scream.
I can’t. I have to let you know. What will happen if you lose your military discipline and flinch?
“Call of the berserk dragon. Scream.”
“Yes.”
-Rumble.
-Kiik
I went outside alone and shut the door. As I learned in the military to respond to a nuclear bomb attack, I lay down on the other side and covered my ears.
-!@!@!@!@
Pleasant echoes are transmitted along the floor of the room. Standing up, opening the door and entering, everyone was sitting there with their eyes wide open a little while ago.
The four, who were afraid of the demon king, looked at me and gave me a slightly disgruntled look. That would be too. A bastard who was no different from their slave until a few months ago left the arrogance. Dorothy, who was worse off, narrowed her purple eyes and expressed her dissatisfaction.
“… Mr. Dong-ha. This is not so much to the sleeper.”
Is there no such thing as conscience? Guys.
“Then what about Rebecca crushing on me when I was sleeping? Dorothy, why did you freeze your eyelids so you couldn’t open them? What did Nine try to take off her clothes? Did you try to put a seal on the hand of the person who slept with Yuria and stamp it?”
…
No one answered. He’s just making a sad face.
“Yes. It’s okay. What has passed. It’s hard for me to remember too. Open your ears and listen carefully to what I am saying from now on. Although the Demon King said he would let you live here. It’s not like they’re giving you a room for free. From today, you will work until the day the barrier disappears.”
Twenty-seven one night to be beaten by the devil. Instead, they decided to repay them with their labor. Of course, I did not seek consent from these years.
“Stretch your face. Did we tell you to come? Didn’t you guys come in with knives?”
“…”
“Don’t you answer me?”
-Hook!
I made scissor hands and groaned at Nine, who was barely awake. Nine rolls in the dirt, clutching her eyes. Dorothy swallowed dry saliva, perhaps recalling yesterday’s pain. Then, a loud reply came from all directions.
*
Returned the hands of the parrots of the idiots.
I was a little worried, but the demon king said that it’s okay to be relieved because I put a lot of weakening curses and physical weakness. In addition to this curse, swordsmen do not have swords, archers do not have bows, and magicians do not flow, so there should be no problem.
First of all, I ordered them to clean.
“Hey.”
“Uh, huh? Why? Dongha. Right now I’m cleaning with water as you ordered.”
“You idiot. You said put water on the mop, who said put water on the broom?”
I knew about it, but maybe it’s because they’ve lived their whole lives with only one strong thing, so their housekeeping performance was terrible.
Otherwise or not, it was against the utilitarian for the Demon King and I to clean up the things that the demon king and I spent a few days cleaning up, among the intruders yesterday, all of which were smashed and soiled by the greatest number ever. Let’s clean up and put it back into the cabbage field.
Rebecca, whose intelligence is one step behind that of a ball bug, was tasked with pulling out the arrow that Yuria had shot at her.
-Sok, Sok
There were so many arrow holes on the floor of the castle.
“…Uhh. My carpet.”
The demon king felt depressed as he touched the carpet that had become honeycomb due to the arrows.
“What they put in the wooden box yesterday, let’s check later. There will be expensive ones. I’ll buy a new carpet with it.”
“…Yes.”
*
Dorothy and Yuria farmed.
“Mr. Child! The soil keeps splashing!”
Dorothy is making noise like a pterosaur. While hoeing, he wears arrogance that soil is splashing on his robe made of high-quality silk.
“Hey, you bring that.”
“Oh, my God. Dong Ha Mr. Do you want to do it for me? Curry. This is why I am Dong-ha.”
“Let’s do it by hand now.”
…
“Yes?”
-Wack
Dorothy jerked the hoe she was holding lightly by the end of the handle, as if touching a dirty rag.
“Even a hoe is a luxury for you. Don’t you hurry up Shall we bury them in this field?”
“Oh no! How can a person touch soil with their hands!”
He drives people crazy again.
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Grabbed the fallen noble Dorothy by the collar and made his scissor hands. A magician without magic was incomparable to a civilian woman.
“Oh, okay! I’ll do it!”
Dorothy started crying and digging with her hands in the dirt to get out her carrots.
“Dorothy. Are you not good at that one thing?”
“Shut up and pick up pumpkin shoots. You stupid b*tch.”
“Ears, dwarves!!”
Yuria widened her eyes. Because it is a racist statement.
“Thank you?”
“… No.”
*
I rolled the party members all day long.
As if it was better than not having a cat’s hand, there was quite a bit of progress in cleaning. At this rate, it might end today or tomorrow.
-Turbuck, turbuck
Cleaning and farming macros are turned back and the Oni demon is cooking in the kitchen.
!
What is all this?
“Hey, why are there so many?”
“Huh? Because there are many people.”
…
“Hey. They don’t need to take care of it.”
“Ah!? Why? Are you on a diet?”
“No… That’s not it. Give me something pretty. You hate them too.”
“Oh, you are really mean. No matter how bad a villain is, he’s hungry. I can’t. My friend needs to be punished Two more of my carrots.”
…
The Demon King has a very kind heart. They are not well off, but they picked up four more cans of beans for their share. He served everyone equally with kimchi stew and rolled beans.
*
Bap is rice, and I really didn’t want to make them sit at the table. As if the demon king had agreed to this, the opinion was narrowed down to bringing a prize to the cabbage field.
The Demon King made three precious fried eggs to eat, one for each two people, and gave them two. With four bowls of kimchi stew.
-Duck
-Kiik
As we opened the door to the cabbage field and entered, four people with tired faces saw us. It’s an expression of what more can I do.
“You naughty kids. Eat food.”
-Chin
The demon king put down the table.
“… What is it? What about that food?”
“Yes, this is kimchi stew. Fried egg. Lol. The mayonnaise is all gone.”
“…..”
None of them willingly came to the table. After a while, the demon king’s expression looked bewildered.
‘… These bastards can’t believe it.’
Aren’t you complaining about side dishes in this situation?
“….. Ah. Well, this kind of food doesn’t suit my taste…”
“Me too. How are you supposed to eat this…?”
“Ugh. The garlic smell is disgusting. I wish I could clean it up a bit.”
“Is there really no mayonnaise?”
You have a picky appetite, but you haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. I didn’t know it would come out like this.
“… Whoops. Okay.”
The droopy Demon King takes the prize and goes out of the room.
…
That sucks.
I don’t know because I’ve never been hungry. I don’t know because I’ve never saved it.
A long time ago, when we were arm-wrestling, I remembered how the skeleton, Parangi, scooped up a spoonful of canned beans he was saving for and handed it to me.
…
This is why it is only right to give favors to those who deserve it. I just hurt the devil’s feelings.
“Hey.”
The four looked at me.
“Just ask for your food.”
-Two.
I spit out a spit befitting a noble aristocrat.
*
Have the demon king sew a dinosaur doll for a while. Originally, I was supposed to stick close to her, but I said I had something to do and came out.
To come to my room and finish writing
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-Crash square
‘… As much as possible…’
The demon king’s animal dictionary is erratic here and there. A donkey in a kangaroo’s pouch… Scribbles on its face and says it’s a half-moon bear, not a panda bear.
She likes animals, but wanted to let her know that she doesn’t know much about them.
Even if I can’t go to the zoo, I want to let people know the feeling of walking in the zoo together.
Fortunately, her pleasant imagination of going to her zoo with her went smoothly, and she was able to write down her contents like her previous storybook.
*
Since it is a children’s book with animals, there are of course animal illustrations. Even with my lack of skills, I worked hard to draw the animals that appeared in the story.
The children’s book was a great success, but she cried instead of laughing.
“… Whoop… Thank you… Whip.”
The Crybaby Demon King held up a fairy tale book with both hands and shed tears. This work is also evidence of success, but seeing her tears always hurts a corner of her heart.
“Ughhhhh.”
The demon king, who was reading a fairy tale in the seat next to the bed, was overcome with emotion and her tears did not dry.
“Ahhh… Sniff. Gorillas… So good. Thank you thank you.”
“…Are you okay? Blow your nose.”
“Yeah… Sniff. Sniff!… All my life… I will… Write this book all my life, I will read it all my life. Thank you so much.”
‘…I don’t have to do that.’
She gifted her a zoo that she could enter for free anytime, for the rest of her life. When she thought so, I thought she was good at writing too. She also worked hard on drawing animal illustrations in her spare time when she wasn’t looking.
“What do you like best here?”
Perhaps it was the killer whale that made her cry.
“Sniff… Boy.”
In a children’s book, the demon king points a finger at the back of a man who holds a girl’s hand and guides her through the zoo.
“… No animals.”
“… He is an animal too?”
With that kind of biological approach, there’s nothing to say.
“Sniff… Kihehehe. Hey.”
“… Yes. Say.”
“I want to go to the zoo with you someday.”
“…”
Me too.
Me too.
*
Dawn.
“Mawangniii-im! Restroom”
Rebecca’s voice echoed in the dark hallway.
The king, who had already read “The Zoo” 16 Times next to the sleeping Baek Dong-ha, closed the book and put it by his bedside. He gets out of bed and walks toward the cabbage field.
-Chabak, chabak
– Boom
Magic energy flowed from the demon king’s hand and the magic bomb was removed.
“You can come out now.”
“Yes.”
When Rebecca came out, the Demon King planted the bomb again. In between going to the bathroom, the other three might sneak out and harass their friend.
– Bruise, bruise
-Chabak, chabak
“Demon King. How old are you?”
“…”
– Bruise, bruise
-Chabak, chabak
“Demon King. Are we working tomorrow too?”
“…”
– Bruise, bruise
-Chabak, chabak
“Demon King. Why is there no answer?”
“No. Pink. My friend told me not to talk to you.”
“…”
– Bruise, bruise
-Chabak, chabak
“Demon King. What are you wearing around your neck? Bird?”