80 – I like new clothes and people like old ones (8)
“You dude!! What are you doing now!!!”
I got angry with the demon king.
“… Huh? Why?”
“What were you doing!? Uh?”
When I woke up in the morning, wasn’t the demon king practicing Nine’s s*xy provocative posture next to the bed?
As soon as I called her, I didn’t want her to be.
-Yoohoo!
…
The demon king turned around and held his head with one hand, showing his neckline and sending a deep gaze. And the dynamite wink that follows. It is undoubtedly my work.
“If you do this, men will… Especially Red said you like it…”
‘They’re talking nonsense.’
In the past, every time I saw Nine’s s*xy pose, I wanted to stab her in the eyes with chopsticks. The nightmares of the past coalesce into forms and resurrect in my head.
*
-Yoohoo!
-… Woo-wook.
I was on the verge of being separated from my body and soul in a demonic scene reminiscent of Agwido while receiving Nine’s dog-like movements and cute acts one-on-one at a tavern. Well, who am I to blame? I’m an idiot for coming here after being told that I’m buying chicken skewers for some reason. I had no veto anyway.
-Ah, f*ck, why are you doing that?
I kept fiddling with the handle of the Battle X hanging from my back, as if the tough-looking man sitting at the table next to me wouldn’t be able to look at it anymore. Be patient, brother. Because if that person is not a person with the power of the DonggangDongGang Fruit, he will never win.
– Dongha. That guy keeps glancing at me? You are looking at me with burning eyes. Do you think I’m f*cking s*xy?
-… Woowook.
-Don’t you answer? Do you want a dog?
-….. Yes, s*xy.
I wondered what the meaning of following to eat chicken skewers was if I regurgitated everything inside.
*
“You damn bastard bastard…”
I have learned that the Demon King is bad.
This is why the surrounding environment is important to people. It feels like someone poured jajangmyeon on a freshly washed white blanket.
The demon king poses while showing his neckline again. Apart from how pretty she is, she’s not into that.
“Can you stop doing that?”
Holding the Demon King’s hand, he asked with a serious face.
“… Huh? Why? I practiced all night what Red told me… What’s wrong? Wasn’t it a bit annoying to wink?”
“Just don’t do it. If you do it again, you will break up.”
“Kyaaah! I…!”
The demon king covered his ears and squealed. She is the word she fears the most. The devil’s pupils and lips trembled loudly, and he ran to me and clung to me.
“Sorry! Wrong!! I won’t do it again!”
*
The reason why the pit was dug so deep yesterday.
It was not to bury idiots alive, but to bury kimchi jangdokdae. There will be no demon king anywhere in the world who grows cabbage and makes kimchi in winter.
Dorothy, who is sensitive to the cold, washed the cabbage with cold water and salted it in between.
Yuria, who hated garlic, made seasoning by grinding garlic and adding red pepper powder.
Procuring materials for Rebecca, who has no talent.
Nine, who taught the demon king things like dogs, was entrusted with digging a pit.
-Shovel! Shovel!
“… Dongha. I dug it all up.”
Nine with a shovel said.
“Really? Then cover it again.”
“No, why are you only doing this to me…? It’s already the fifth…”
“Then why do you teach my friend strange things? Uh huh Don’t you show your face? Can’t you Let’s dig another hole.”
*
“Ohhh… My hands are sore.”
Dorothy’s hands turned as red as chicken feet as she was washing cabbage in cold water.
-Chabak, chabak
The Demon King approached Dorothy.
“The hand of a polar bear.”
He holds the frozen Dorothy’s hand and casts a spell.
‘…The hand of a polar bear?’
It smells like haste. Couldn’t the demon king just invent any kind of magic these days? Became suspicious…
“Thank you for the hand of the polar bear. Demon King. If you do this, your hands will have more resistance to freezing, so they won’t get cold at all.”
…
It’s real magic.
*
“uuu, that’s miserable…”
Yuria, who was grinding garlic, put on a painful expression.
-Chabak, chabak
“Yellow. Ruler.”
The demon king brought a clothespin and put it on Yuriwa’s nose. It was a truly demonic idea.
“You don’t smell anymore?”
… Are you okay?
Prideful white elves are extremely reluctant to make physical contact with others. They were the ones who had to apologize two or three times if they just brushed their shoulders while walking down the street. With a clothespin stuffed up her nose, it wouldn’t be strange to pull a pistol out of her waistband and shoot her.
“I see. It doesn’t smell at all. Thank you so much.”
Yuria conveyed her thanks in a snoring voice.
…
I wonder if YuRia knows now? That there is not the slightest bit of malice in the demon lord’s actions.
“These tongs are great.”
… Maybe I just liked the clothespins.
*
-Clang
“…”
“… Huh?”
Rebecca, who is diligent in what she is told to do, ran around and moved her saucepan, but then she fell into it and woke up.
…
The Demon King said that he went to the warehouse for a while. He should be on his way by now. A bewildered Rebecca looked at me with a look for help. So I offered her her rational solution.
“You’d better just jump out the window now.”
“What!? Why?”
“Before, I… No, a kid called Kurdan of Destruction came in and broke the pottery that the Demon King cherished, but after that, I was dragged into the warehouse. And for a long time, sorrowful screams spread throughout the Demon King’s Castle. You must have been subjected to terrible torture.”
“… Oh no!”
Rebecca’s face turned blue. He must be imagining what he would do to the person who first informed him of his pain.
“Do, Dongha, is there any way out of this situation?”
“Yes. Doesn’t exist.”
“…Ahh. It was a big deal.”
Rebecca sat down and tried to put her broken saucepan on, but she couldn’t be of course. Putting the rubble down from her hand, she turned to the three of them and said,
“…Now that it’s like this, I have no choice but to fight and defeat the demon lord. Will everyone help?”
-Wack
-Wack
-Wack
But the three turned their heads and went back to their work. It’s an expression that it’s someone else’s business anyway.
“Traitor b*tches! Cee… If this is the case, even if I live alone…”
“Even by yourself?”
When Rebecca looked behind her, she saw the demon king right behind her. Rebecca freaked out and fell behind her.
-Clang
Then, he broke another saucepan with his head. Now I’m getting rid of it. Bye.
“Sa, save me! Please don’t hit me overnight…”
“Hey! Are you okay?”
The demon king, who knew how to shoot a killing beam from her eyes, stroked the back of Rebecca’s head.
“… Huh? Aren’t you angry?”
“Huh? Why?”
“… I broke two of these?”
“Umm, no. You were trying to help. Come on. Heel.”
It wasn’t Rebecca who would get hurt if she bumped her head against the saucepan. If he had died like this, I would have hit him on the head with a soju bottle before.
Apart from that, Rebecca’s expression looked like a person being healed.
*
The kimchi-making is over. I put kimchi in the saucepan and buried it all.
The Demon King said he would wash the clothes of the four that had become dirty while working in the field. Then the four were very happy.
“Then, can I ask you a favor? Your clothes smell like Rebecca.”
“Hey! Dorothy! What are you talking about!”
“Ha ha ha!”
Then take off your clothes one by one. She quickly turned her head before losing her sight.
“You will die if you look at Dong-ha.”
Nine, who was taking off her clothes, said in a greasy voice.
“If you show me, I will die.”
…
It’s strange.
Why, those b*tches are laughing heartily.
I know because I’ve been with them for several years. A showy smile that is used externally and a face that is genuinely happy.
Now that was closer to the latter.
…
Why the hell.
You guys are making faces like that.
The demon king came out with clothes. He told me to let him do his own laundry, but he said he would do it himself since the idiots had worked so hard.
…
“Is it okay if I don’t make you new clothes now? You really wanted it before.”
She had a promise to her. She said she would take off the clothes of the former party members and make them new.
“Yes. I have enough of this.”
“…”
The demon king, who waited for new clothes every day, no longer coveted other people’s clothes.
“…hehehe. Doesn’t this suit suit me well?”
She asked, smiling as she grabbed the hem of her old dress, which she wears every day.
“Yes. Very.”
“Thank you. Hee hee.”
…
While wanting new clothes.
Perhaps the demon king has grown a little affectionate with those idiots for a few days. Maybe that’s why I hated sending her back home naked.
– Tuk, Tuk
The demon king dusted off his worn-out clothes. Then he straightened his clothes and stood right in front of me. He looks a little nervous.
“Hey, are these clothes pretty?”
The demon king suddenly requested an evaluation of his clothes.
It was the first time. Less like this.
‘…I haven’t really thought about it.’
I thought the devil was pretty countless times. But she never gave much thought to her clothes.
… Mmm.
Looking at this black suit now, it looks pretty. Maybe it’s because the mannequin is so outstanding.
“Pretty. Too.”
“… hehehe. All the way in the future? Do you think it will always be pretty?”
“… Yes. I guess so.”
“Okay! I’m done with that. Huh. You don’t need new clothes anymore.”
*
New clothes and new blankets are always pleasant. It was the same for the four warriors.
Because the demon king dried it with magic, it quickly became a dry, dry new clothes. And there.
-From today, you will sleep in my room.
If I slept in the cabbage field, it was almost certain that the clothes I had washed would get dirty again. The Demon King made her warrior party sleep in his room. Of course, the bomb still remains at the entrance.
The four of them, who enjoyed the devil’s egg and bean rice bowl for dinner, were looking at the paper house on the old quilt in the devil’s room. The Demon King allowed me to look around. Do not touch. He said he would drop the Meteor Drive if he touched it.
“Dongha’s skill is definitely right. It is a flawless design.”
“Look here, there’s a rabbit in the window.”
“Look at this. You look just like Rebecca!”
“You know. Dorothy. That looks like a wild boar.”
The four chatted for the first time in a long time.
In the months since Baek Dong-ha went out, the party has rarely been this loud. It wasn’t fun who came in as a porter, and I wasn’t excited about any adventure.
Of course, there was no Baek Dong-ha in the demon king’s room where they were, but just living with Baek Dong-ha again in the same space revived their energy.
…And.
I’d be lying if I said that living with the Demon Lord wasn’t fun either.
“Uh, is there a book here?”
Dorothy said, finding only one book in a shabby wooden bookshelf.
“That’s the handwriting of Dongha… ? Did Dong-ha write the story himself?”
“Let’s open it quickly.”
The four opened the book without asking permission from the owner. It was impossible for the four of them, who had lived their whole lives as they wished, to have learned such manners. The four of them lay down on the blankets laid by the demon king and read a book written by Baek Dong-ha together.
-Charak
…
-Charak
…
“Please pass it quickly.”
“Your reading speed is really slow because of Dongha’s words.”
“Ah, dizziness. Didn’t you learn to read?”
“Why is this? I brought it. Hey! Don’t pass it! I haven’t read it yet.”
Rebecca thought. She thinks that she is not a tank that blocks the attacks of the avant-gardes, but rather a tank that is insulted by them.
…
After a while.
-Tup
The four who read To the end. Then the same thought popped into everyone’s head.
A cute and charming girl from a book.
The idea that this girl is very similar to the demon king.
Nine, YuRia, and Dorothy, who had only unpleasant thoughts, received a decisive blow from Rebecca, who was ignorant.
“I guess Dongha gave it to the demon king as a gift.”
…
The four were very envious of the demon king.
…
I learned a lot about her after staying with her demon king for quite some time. So I somehow understood the feelings of Baek Dong-ha, who wrote the book.
… But.
At the same time, jealousy rose. Grumpy.
It was unavoidable despite the evil they had committed against Baek Dong-ha.
…
Everyone had a bad expression. It was a complex feeling that is hard to explain. Only Rebecca carries on with her words.
“Dong-ha seems to really like the demon king. I guess so? Since the demon king was good to us, he shouldn’t have been much better to Dong-ha. Unlike us.”
…
It was the stupid Rebecca’s words, but I couldn’t refute them. That fact made them even more angry.
“Ha ha.”
-Gap
Dorothy picked up The Library and nervously put it on her bookshelf.
“I’m going to bed now.”
“Me too.”
“I am tired too.”
Somehow depressed, the three of them went to bed.
“Um… Dong-ha didn’t just gift me magic paper cranes.”
Dorothy asked after hearing Rebecca’s self-talk.
“Magic Paper Crane? What is that?”