88 – Christmas (1)
Today was the Christmas day Dorothy told me about.
When I opened my eyes to the foreign chill, I found a fur hat and scarf wrapped around my body.
…
-Sueuk
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Get up from your seat and walk towards the door. Strangely, the floor seems to be cold too.
I tried to open the door, but there was something lying underneath.
-Sueuk
When I lifted it up, the Christmas card fell out.
Under the cards are gloves and socks. I tucked my limbs into my gloves and socks. It fit perfectly, probably because it was made by measuring my body size. Thanks to the warming magic, it was very warm, as if you were warming your hands and feet on a stove.
-Jumping
-Kiik
I opened the door and came out.
… Wow.
And the scenery unfolding in front of my eyes immediately told me why the demon king gave me this gift.
‘What is this all about?’
Isn’t this still indoors?
The whole hallway was covered with pure white snow. It just keeps snowing. There were magical sparks in the air, much brighter than the usual dark castle. There is only one person who can do this.
“Tada! I am dressed for Christmas!”
The demon king shouted from behind. It seems to have been hiding in the crevice of the open door.
I thought before turning my head.
That’s it. That’s why it’s like a Santa girl.
I was a little excited after imagining it. No, actually quite a bit. A devil wearing a hat and wearing a red Santa suit instead of his usual black suit? I felt excitement enter my heart.
-Wack
…
“Damn Rudolph.”
“Yes! Do you like Rudolph?”
“No. Damn deer. Get lost.”
It was Rudolph, not Santa. One-horned Rudolph with a red ball attached to his nose and strange twigs attached to his antlers. Suddenly, deer, reindeer, and elk were all disgusting. Even if you see an elk roadkilled on the highway, you will no longer feel sorry for it.
“Why Rudolph and not Santa?”
“Rudolph is cuter. They also have hooves.”
“Is Santa giving presents?”
“It’s Rudolph who decides who goes home.”
Obviously, it’s plausible after hearing it. Looking back now, Rudolph is pretty cute too. Especially those shabby horns of hers went well with her. So is his red nose.
-Sueuk
“No.”
Let’s stretch out our fingers to press the demon king’s nose. She hurriedly stopped.
“This nose is a self-destruct button. You can’t touch it carelessly.”
“Aha, I see. So, why the hell did he put a self-destruct button on his nose? Huh? It’s crazy?”
“It’s been a romance since long ago. Self-destruct button.”
It was her unknown world.
…
The light falling snow is beautiful.
I stretched her palm up and stretched it out. White snowflakes piled up on her gloved hands.
“Kee hee hee. It’s good? It’s good?”
“Yes. It’s lucky.”
Since I came to this world, sunny days. All other weather conditions were negligible. All the rest of the bad weather made the porter’s job difficult.
It was different now. It was good that her castle, which had been dark every day, was bright, and seeing the stamps of her feet that she had stamped on the floor of her eyes, I liked that I could imagine her walking around excitedly since morning.
The white snow falling from the black stone wall didn’t even resemble the gloomy castle of the Demon King. But. It suits Rudolph standing next to me very well.
…
That is. She and this cramped last name did not suit her. The role of my friend and the evil demon king did not suit.
… Someday. I want people to know. The monster demon king who lives in the tower that everyone hates. In fact, it’s just a girl who makes a Rudolph cosplay out of shabby tree branches.
…
It would be useless even if the famous Nine Party talked about it. Rather, they will be tied up with the Demon King and publicly executed.
… As expected.
I want you to go to Earth together.
“What do you think?”
“Thought Rudolph.”
“Isn’t that my idea?”
“You are Rudolph.”
“Yes. That’s right.”
The Demon King was barefoot today as well.
“You don’t want your feet to get cold?”
I asked the demon king.
“It’s too cold. If this continues, I will die.”
The Demon King lifted up his pure white feet and showed them.
“Then why did you only knit my socks?”
“Just.”
… I think the foot massage is a joke.
“Let’s go. I’ll carry you to the kitchen.”
“Yes!”
-Gap
The demon king was carried on his back. Aren’t people supposed to ride Rudolph? It’s a jugaegjeondo. If that’s the case, I’ll even put on a Santa suit. Then I would be Rudolph.
“Hee hee. Then let’s go eat breakfast. Depart.”
Seeing her holding her body close to her back as if she had been waiting for her, I thought I could understand why her socks were woven only for mine. It was Demon King Rudolph who only increased the number of goals every day.
*
Today’s lunch is pickled beef jerky and stir-fried kimchi beans. Potato stew.
… By the way.
“…Can’t you keep the kitchen from snowing?”
“No. He said it was good earlier.”
… The pleasant snow garden with the demon king quickly became an outdoor cooking in the cold season. Somehow, even the rice seems to taste like combat rations.
“It’s big.”
As if the demon king wanted to see him, he cleared his throat. And they act unbelievably even when they see it.
-Cock
Isn’t it because I picked up the carrots from my bowl and put them in my mouth? His expression was so rotten as if he was taking poison.
…
“You bastard. Isn’t it the demon king?”
“Me, I am.”
“Then why do you eat carrots? That’s someone else’s carrot.”
“Oh, I missed you. I told others that I shouldn’t do good things. Whoops. I can’t help it.”
Eolssigu.
These days, the demon king is doing a lot of good things with his Christmas buff.
…
‘It has nothing to do with receiving gifts.’
If the chance of getting a present from Santa at Christmas is directly proportional to how kind she is, then the demon king should have been rewarded a long time ago. At the top of the tower, he cooks rice in a pot with holes in it, farms, and sends all the challengers who come to kill him well.
‘I’m about to stop saying that the demon king is good.’
Santa and all are nothing more than tricks of parents who want to manage their children kindly and calmly. Because there is no Santa in the first place.
“Hee hee.”
– Nope
A demon king who writes down the
The demon king writes down the
With a happy face. Not too long ago, I peeked over my shoulder to see what the demon king was writing in bed and learned about the existence of that notebook.
Every time I see her, the words that she doesn’t have Santa go down her throat. I could understand why parents couldn’t tell their kids that there was no Santa, even with a knife in their throat.
‘…’
-Help
As a result, I naturally had a task that I must complete.
Secretly checking inside the devil’s shabby socks hanging by the window. On Christmas night, putting her gift behind her back.
…But that was impossible.
‘I really almost died yesterday.’
Her bubbly with her yesterday arrived at her golden room. Promising to drive her golden candies, leaving her to eat her candies in her game room, she said to go to her bathroom and came out to secretly check the inside of her socks as she had planned. Don’t you know what to give as a gift?
However.
-Kreurreure!!! Kung! Kung!
As soon as she put her hand in her old stocking, her three-headed dog jumped out and chased me frantically. I could see that this was the devil’s demon living in the devil’s cheek.
By the time her feet were sweating, she came out and asked her to sit down, and her hellish beast obeyed her, wagging her tail at her.
-You tried to look inside my socks? And then I’ll turn you into a mallard.
-…
The demon king, who firmly believed in the legend that the right to wish would disappear if the contents of the sock were checked, put a crime prevention magic on the sock.
‘… I don’t know what to do to give a present or something.’
Of course, the gift she wants shouldn’t be something like a lifelike dinosaur or a fusion robot…But maybe what she wants isn’t that grandiose.
I wanted to be her Santa this year. To her for consistently remaining a good kid despite being betrayed by her Santa year after year.
‘But there’s no other way.’
It was impossible to see the contents of the sock without touching it. Considering her game-loving nature, I suggested it to the demon king.
-Do you want to ask 20 questions?
-Me, really? Huh. I want to
-Bet on what was written inside each other’s socks…
– I hate it. I will not.
Perhaps the demon king is a gift he desperately wants to receive, and has blocked all games related to socks.
‘Ha ha.’
It was a disaster. She didn’t want to disappoint the demon king, who had been nicer than usual for today. She sure she didn’t get her presents every year, but she might have become resistant to her betrayal, but she hopes this year will be different.
…
“Kee hee hee. Done.”
The demon king waited until the snow piled up after scooping beans in a spoon. When it accumulates to some extent, put it in your mouth together with your eyes.
“Huh. It’s like ice cream.”
“Isn’t the tail of the dinosaur doll finished? I will do that You only water the field. And don’t skip carrots.”
“Hey, hey. What are you doing for Christmas? You’re stupid? Huh?”
To hear a fool from a kid who waits for snow to pile up on a bean spoon and then swallows it.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“Even Mt. Everest is after dinner. Eat quickly.”
… Without knowing what Everest is.
*
“… What is this?”
“Whoops. I drew it a few days ago you never know Maybe Santa will come to see you.”
As she said, when I looked through the window, there were several paintings that did not suit the black tower, like flags. It was snowing inside, but not outside, so it felt strange.
In the living room, a large Christmas banner made of drawing paper is hung.
“…..”
What is this terrifying picture? A man who appears to be a Decepticon laughs with her mouth torn apart from the brimstone fires of Hell alongside a horned monster.
“I drew you and me. We are having a Christmas party.”
After hearing her words, I looked back and saw that the horned monster had her hair tied to the side, and the Decepticon was wearing a scarf and something like a hat. Yeah, let’s put it like that. The picture is still the devil who can’t draw dirty.
“… Huh? Why was this cut off?”
Yellow text written at the bottom of the picture. The word “Christmas” Was cut off, and “S” Was written in black next to it.
“I ran out of yellow while writing.”
…
Even her blunt crayons have begun to disappear.
There are almost no bright colors left. She is increasingly left with colors she doesn’t like. Black, red, dark colors always near her.
“What? You are less colored here.”
She got up on her tiptoe and painted the Decepticons… No, my hair with black crayons.
…
-JuseomJuseom
She bent her back and stretched out her hand to make her snowball.
-Shoo Woowook!
-Paat!
“Ah!?”
The demon king, who was hit by a snowball on his back, looked back in surprise.
“You won’t have time to look away just because you’re drawing.”
“You! Is it a betrayal?”
“Uh. From now on we are enemies. Have you ever had a snowball fight?”
“… Huh! I haven’t tried it. Let’s try it. Hee hee.”
The demon king turned his back on the painting.
“Now, I will teach you how to play a snowball fight…”
She was about to give the devil a dainty snowball, but blue light magic radiated from her hand. Then, the snow that fell from the ceiling was sucked in, and a snowball taller than me was formed. He immediately took off his hat and hammered his head. We dramatically reconciled and immediately became on the same side again.