82 – New clothes are good and people are like old ones (10) Change
Once upon a time, in order to dig up the secret of the demon king, I made her jealous with childish methods such as Rangple Gangk and a secret box. At this moment, I’m going to repeat the mistake of that time.
Massaging Yuria’s back as she lies on the floor. This hand is no longer usable. Let’s cut off their hands when they go out.
-Casting Casting
-Wack
Let’s take a quick look around the entrance.
-Socks
The demon king, who had only been sticking his head out, hides behind the wall again. I could tell from the ponytail that reached down to her waist.
“Demon, Demon King! I’ll do it for you later!”
Hurry up, I shouted to catch the demon king’s heart.
“… No…”
The demon king was choked. It seems like she ran out and cried earlier.
“… Why are you guys doing this?”
I asked the three of her, who were waiting for her next turn, surrounding her in a circle around Yuria who was receiving her massage.
“…”
There was no answer.
…
I looked around the net. Unlike the morning, it doesn’t look very happy.
…
It’s not even for their own pleasure.
Only the naive demon king suffers from this kind of behavior.
In that case, by any chance.
Isn’t there something dissatisfied with the demon king?
…
‘…What did he do?’
If the demon king was good to them, he was good to them. Why are you bullying her?
*
“uuu. When do you do it…?”
During dinner, the demon king pulled me by the sleeve. Come to think of it, yesterday before I went to bed, I decided to do a bubbling today. I held the Demon King’s hand and said.
“Okay. Let’s go eat and go.”
“Call.”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
“Yeah.”
You assholes, not you.
*
-Byong, bye bye
Me and the demon king who have been stagnant in the bubbling bubble. It was now the golden candy room.
“Dongha. I want to play this game.”
“… The demon king is doing it right now.”
“I listen to it like Mawang-nim… Actually…”
“Dorothy. Come on. Do mine.”
I quickly handed the gamepad to Dorothy.
“… I want to work with Dongha.”
“… No, wait a minute. Then only the golden room here.”
“Now. Right Now.”
… Ha ha.
This dog is annoying.
…
Yes. It’s only a few days.
They won’t break their promise. Because they said if they broke their promise to keep the secret, they could shoot him to death with the robot.
After a few days, let’s entertain the demon lord.
“… Demon King.”
“Huh? Why? Hee hee.”
…
The Demon King is concentrating on bubbling for the first time in a while. Sounds around you don’t seem to reach your ears. All nerves are concentrated in the pink dinosaurs of the screen.
…
I have to tell you.
I hate myself for being forced to say these words to the demon king, who is at her best, and to her right before entering her golden chamber.
But I couldn’t help it.
“… Demon King. Will you move out of the way with Dorothy?”
“…”
– Took
The demon king put down the gamepad he was holding onto the floor and stood up.
…
Dorothy takes over and plays the game.
-Click, click
-Tick, tick, tick
Then, with a cute trumpet sound, they arrive at the golden candy room that the demon king liked the most.
“Dongha. Can I eat all of this?”
“…”
-Ttoing, Ttoing
-Pyororong
The devil’s… No, the sound effect that you hear whenever Dorothy’s pink dinosaur eats a golden candy. It was light and pleasant to listen to, unlike usual, it was very annoying.
-Wack
When I looked around the game room, the demon king had already left.
*
… I was worried when I told Rebecca what to eat for her iron bar.
I made the demon king sick all day today.
…
Just rather.
Shall I tell you everything honestly?
Since paper cranes are about to come to an end anyway.
Of course, it might not be the right timing to tell the demon king whose heart is now in rags…
If you hurt the demon king with their work, wouldn’t it be a turn of events?
Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I’ll keep torturing the demon lord.
A nice girl would only get hurt.
*
Nine, Dorothy, and Yuria are returning to the Demon King’s room after washing up.
-Ttogak, Ttogak
“Did you see the red eyes full of moisture… Like they were about to cry?”
“See… I told you I was successful. Her lips also protruded.”
“… By now you’re probably regretting not killing us. But you’ve already done everything you can to be nice… You won’t be able to do that either.”
Today, according to their strategy, they talked about giving the devil a shot.
…
But no one seemed happy.
-Ttogak, Ttogak
“Hmm? The light is on in the kitchen.”
“I see. Is it Dongha?”
“Let’s go.”
They passed through a dark hallway and came to the kitchen where the light was on for some reason.
It wasn’t Baek Dong-ha that was in the kitchen, it was the Demon King.
The dim light came from a single small light bulb. However, the location of the light bulb was a bit odd.
“… What? That?”
At Dorothy’s question, the demon king turned around. Their eyes are swollen, it seems that they have been crying all day because of their strategy.
“… T, tree. Christmas tree. It’s winter.”
…
There is Christmas in this world too, and the three of them know what a tree is. However, it was absurd that the demon king was making a tree, and her poor tree was even more absurd.
Those that appear to be pieces of broken pottery are decorated with stars or moon shapes to decorate the tree. At the top of the tree is a light bulb.
“…A light bulb? If you put several of them on… Isn’t it prettier? Why only one?”
“… That’s all. Oh, can’t wake up I have to write it again next year.”
…
The Demon King’s Christmas was quite different from their splendid Christmas. No grand parties, no wine, no four-tiered cakes. A small light in a dark room. Still, the demon king looked at the tree with sparkling eyes.
“… Isn’t there still a little bit left for Christmas? Why already…”
“… uuu, is it? Do you have much left? I don’t know exactly when… hehehe. Just make it ahead of time around winter time. Ever since I made kimchi.”
…
The Demon King felt sorry for the three.
Because her Christmas looked very cold. The Demon King, who was attaching pieces of pottery, smiled at the three of them.
“You guys are welcome. There is something I want to ask you anyway.”
…
The three of them were a little nervous.
What do you want to ask? Was it the idea of sticking to Dong-ha all day long and accusing them of their arrogance?
“Whatever you want, write it down on a piece of paper and give it to me.”
The demon king handed over a small piece of paper and a pen.
“… Huh? What do you mean?”
Nine took the paper and pen and asked.
“… hehehe. Don’t you want something? Would you like to think about it some more?”
Then he goes to the window and starts hanging up his socks.
One, two…
Three… Four… Up to six like that.
…
“What is that?”
“If you hang a stocking outside the window… Santa will give you a present… hehehe. I haven’t received it yet. It must be too high here.”
The three of them were not ignorant of such a custom. However, the number of matching socks aroused their curiosity.
“… Did you make six?”
“Yes. With yours, with mine. My friend’s.”
…
The three were stunned for a moment and looked at the demon king. YuRia, who came closer to the Demon King, looked at the socks and said,
“… Um? Only this one is old.”
Yuria pointed to one of the six socks that was very worn out and she said.
“That was what I used. The rest of it seems to be newly made this time.”
…
The three of them were speechless.
Something filled my heart.
It felt like it was blocking my throat.
…
Three thought.
He didn’t hate us at all.
-Flick, flick
Then, each of them sat down at the table and wrote down what they wanted and gave it to the demon king.
“Kee hee hee. I won’t see what don’t worry.”
The demon king put the paper in the hanging stocking. Looking back, the socks are also red, purple, yellow, and pink.
“… Later on… Can I bring my socks?”
The Demon King answered Nine’s question with a bright smile.
“Yes!”
*
Nine, Dorothy, and Yuria lie down looking at the ceiling.
…
In fact, I could understand Baek Dong-ha’s heart. Being isolated here and staying with the demon king for quite a long time, they all felt something in common. I tried to deny it and cover it up, but it was all revealed through a conversation with the demon king a while ago.
…
“…Isn’t the devil really okay?”
Starting with Nine’s words, one by one, good stories about the demon king poured out.
“He braided my hair this morning too. He also gave me this nice clothespin as a gift.”
“He even gave me a dinosaur doll to sleep with. It’s called Allosaurus.”
“Rebecca broke the jar yesterday and she was rather worried.”
There is no need to list the trivial matters. The demon lord accepted and took care of them who had invaded her house and tried to kill them.
The only enemies I’ve dealt with so far have been monsters that would send assassins in retaliation for destroying the guild, or bite off an arm if their heart was stabbed.
“… I think it’s different from what we heard outside.”
No matter how much Baek Dong-ha was selected as the most trashy hell party by Forbes, even the four of them couldn’t blindly hate the demon king anymore.
“… He is so nice. Too.”
… Just like the clothes the demon king washed for them, the image of the demon king was literally being washed away from them.
-Chararak
Dorothy picked up The Library and opened the first page again.
“Read again?”
“…Yes.”
“I want to see you too.”
They read and thought without talking to each other.
If they themselves.
Do not selfishly or violently exploit Dongha.
Like the Demon King.
If the Demon King had been good to Baek Dong-ha as he had been to them.
I wonder if the girl in this book could have been herself.
That would be the case too.
I’ve been with her for quite some time.
Because they couldn’t hate the demon lord anymore.
No… It was different.
To be honest, I was closer to feeling good now.
It’s been a long time indeed. To have these feelings for someone.
“… Ah, it’s not fun anymore. Finding weaknesses… let’s stop doing this.”
“… I agree.”
“Me too.”
They decided to admit it.
Today’s operation was not fun at all.
Rather, because the demon king was crying, he trudged out of the door without saying a word, and seeing that he came back crying later, it just made me feel better.
…
They weren’t fools either.
Baek Dong-ha, who did not give affection to them, but made them feel as if they were forced to travel together in order to go somewhere.
It was only that Baek Dong-ha hated the demon king who treated him with a lovable expression.
…
Not anymore.
No matter who was next to Baek Dong-ha, they were the ones who wanted to decapitate her and turn her into a honeycomb.
If that’s the demon king, then for some reason I didn’t hate it that much.
-Jumping
At that time, Rebecca belatedly opened the door after she told Baek Dong-ha that she would come to learn how to eat her cheolju. She erased the magic bomb that the demon king had been following, put Rebecca in, and installed the magic bomb again.
“Good night”
Then the demon king greeted me.
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
All three greeted the demon king for the first time.
*
Once started, the Demon King’s praise did not know how to stop. We will notice each other’s feelings. There was no need to hide my feelings any longer.
In fact, she was a person whose bad feelings could not but disappear when she saw anyone sticking with her for a long time.
“Isn’t it? Rebecca?”
The three asked Rebecca. Rebecca tilted her face as she scratched her ear.
“What are you talking about now? How nice she is I knew it a long time ago.”
…
The three laughed. Rebecca never once cursed at her Demon King, and never attacked her during her fights. She was a woman with good sense of her in strange places.
“Then, starting tomorrow, I won’t catch Dong-ha’s weakness. Wouldn’t it be a shock if that innocent child learns her secret?”
“That’s right. Mr. Dong-ha happens to be like that… Whew. I’m worried.”
“Did you hear that? Rebecca? I can’t tell you.”
“Huh? Dong-ha said he would just be honest today.”
…
“What did you say?”
“… Dongha. I’m just going to be honest with you today. Please tell us that you don’t have to pick up weaknesses from tomorrow.”
…
…
Three thought.
f*cked. Called.
“We have to get out!”
“Hurry up!”
“Miss Rebecca! Go out and pierce some magic bombs!”
The three of them, who were chattering around, stood up and pushed Rebecca.
“Why, why! If I step on that, I die!”
“You might not die! Hurry up!”
However, it was not easy for the three of them to push because Rebecca is a strong trader.
“Now, if I say one, two, three, push.”
“… Huh. Try! Are you pushing me?”
“One… Two!”
Nine, Dorothy, and Yuria pushed Rebecca, who was holding out, not three, but two. It was Rebecca who suffered every day.
-Cudangtang
Rebecca fell violently on the bombed floor.
I’m afraid I’ll get caught up in the aftermath of the explosion. The three leaned over to the other side.
…
But the explosion did not happen.
…
“… Didn’t you install it from the beginning?”
“This is not the time for this! Hurry up!”
*
He is comforting the demon king who is crying in his arms.
It seems that today’s work has upset you a lot.
I promised her thirty cans of her golden carrot juice. She said she would try to come up with five new games to play after the party members left.
“…Sigh, hug me.”
“… I’m holding you…”
“…More, tighter.”
I held the demon king tightly in my arms.
I always tell you that I belong to the Demon King…
-Jumping!
*
…
“Ah, no… I called but there was no answer.”
Nine looked at us and her face turned red.
“…That, more than that. Demon King you! Why didn’t you plant the magic bomb today? What if we escape?”
You already escaped. I’m sorry.
“… That, that. I’m afraid I’ll step on you while talking in my sleep.”
…
I understand that the demon king didn’t install it today.
“Why did you come?”
“… No. Call me when you’re done.”
“…What was I doing? What is it?”
Dorothy also stuck her head through the crack in the door.
“Do, Mr. Dongha. Come and see me. Quickly. Yes?”
“… Also, ah, if it’s about finding a weakness, go away. I’m going to tell you now…”
Then the three jumped up and ran at me.
“Shut that mouth.”
“Silence! Ah, oops. It has no magic power.”
“You don’t have to.”
Then he picked me up and dragged me out the door.
*
“Oh Mr. Lee. What are you doing? Do you want to finish it? There are still robots.”
In case you didn’t know, I took out the killer ray robot that was tucked into my waist. Four stumbling. It was Dorothy who spoke.
“… Mr. Dong-ha. We’ll keep it a secret too. Dong-ha, like now, keeps it a secret.”
…
Did I eat the wrong dinner?
“Why? What do you want again this time? By the way, asking me to take a bath with Nine is dismissal.”
“Why are you mentioning me! It’s not what I’m asking for.”
Then, for some reason, Rebecca, who seemed to have a lot of energy, said, clearing her voice.
“Dongha. We are also demon lords… Oops.”
But Dorothy shut her mouth.
“Wait a minute. Rebecca. I’ll just tell you. Because Dong-ha doesn’t believe you very well…”
I’m playing. I don’t believe a single word of your words.
“Tell me quickly. Wait my friend.”
“… Mr. Dong-ha. We also like Dong-ha’s friend… now.”