9 – Arm wrestling (1)
Dinner with the Demon King.
An unbelievable sight unfolded before my eyes.
‘Is it high-level magic? Hallucinatory.’
How many years have passed since I came to this world?
In front of me are food I thought I would never encounter again.
“… Why is that?”
She who calmly cooked kimchi stew probably doesn’t even understand the fragments of my joy.
“This… Where did you get the kimchi?”
“…I soaked it? Look at the book.”
I can’t believe it.
Who said the devil hates garlic? The demon king in front of me was living proof that it was nonsense.
-Gulp
Saliva flowed so much that I wondered if the salivary glands had melted away. Like a hound with a taut leash, I feel like I’m about to run away. Wait. Not yet.
“I’ll take it easy.”
The moment she sets her stew bowl down in front of me.
-Shuuk!
Fantastically, he banged his head into the bowl and started eating. No, I started drinking.
I forgot everything at this moment. I don’t want to think about anything anymore. Both the house and the demon king. Just, me and kimchi stew. I wanted to focus on the two.
“Why, why? Are you very hungry? You ate peas yesterday.”
The moment I heard that, an indescribable gag came up. I open her ax eye and stare at her.
What? Pea?
This heavenly bastard is angry! Put that kind of vegetable naburengi on the same scale as kimchi stew?
If it wasn’t for the demon king, he would have shaken off all the corn right away.
…
It’s so, so, so delicious.
…
Of the kimchi jjigae I’ve eaten in my life, no, it was the most delicious of all the foods, even without any meat or tofu floating on it. The Choco Pie I ate at the training center seems to have to put down the champion’s crown.
At first, she was taken aback, but looked at me happily as she absorbed me.
“Is it delicious?”
That creepy question from the other day. But now I was able to answer several times.
“Oh, damn, damn delicious…!”
“Joe, what a f*cking…? Is it delicious anyway?”
I responded by handing over the empty bowl in an instant. Her eyes went round and round, perhaps because she thought the food had been praised.
“Would you like some more?”
“Uh, uh!”
That’s what you mean… If you can eat more stew, you can kiss the soles of the king’s feet.
“Now, here.”
A golden-brown stew with only kimchi floating around.
Just for this moment.
Coming into this castle.
No, I was the happiest after coming to this world.
*
“Eat a lot now. That way you can use your strength.”
My hand, which was shoving the stew into my mouth, suddenly stopped. My appetite has gone.
…
-Toouk.
I put down the spoon.
“I’m sorry.”
First, apologize first.
“Huh? What suddenly?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what it is, but I’m just sorry.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I was so excited to eat, right? I was wrong. Please forgive.”
From my experience, it is obvious that if he has a face right now, he will make a fantastic bet after dinner.
“What are you talking about… Ah, I’m going to eat and do something fun.”
Look at that…
“I got it.”
We don’t have the right to refuse anyway, so let’s just be calm. It might take a few days, and it might gnaw like it did when it was bubbling. I now have the ‘hope’ of paper airplanes.
‘Even if I get agitated, nothing changes.’
Is it because of the paper airplane I flew earlier? My inner self has grown surprisingly strong. Now, I think I can calmly respond no matter what happens. Okay. Like rhinoceros horns.
“We are going to arm wrestle.”
What the f*ck?
*
The mental preparation is complete. It’s not that he has no legs, he’s not blind, he’s missing an arm… Why don’t Japanese cartoon characters fight well without arms?
‘I’m glad though. Because I can eat it last.’
I thought while looking at my rice bowl that the demon king was washing the dishes.
After washing the dishes, the demon king approached wiping his hands with a cloth.
“Did you wait a long time?”
‘No.’
…
There is one conciliatory plan in mind. If this doesn’t work, then it’s the real Captain Hook.
“You know. Arm wrestling is originally supposed to be a tournament. It’s no fun doing it together.”
“Tournament? What is that?”
I told her about the rules of her tournament.
“But there are no people?”
“So… Wouldn’t it be better not to arm wrestle? In my hometown, people who arm wrestle one-on-one are considered idiots.”
Yes. This is the main point. Making a justification and refusing somehow that the two of you can’t arm wrestle while hitting the ball. If that’s the case, she won’t be able to do anything.
“…Does it have to be a tournament?”
“Sure. It’s not even arm wrestling unless it’s a tournament. It’s the groping of cowards.”
“…Surely?”
“Must be.”
“…Yeah… Okay. I hate to write.”
? What are you writing
A gloomy feeling of magic flowed from the demon king’s hand.
“…Summon the Commander. Skeleton,”
Then, 6 living skeletons came up from the floor. The basic skill of the necromancer. There was no way the demon king could not use it. The demon king gave each one a different color to distinguish them. And he named each of them as a sucker-no-cho-pa-man.
“…Don’t you remember me?”
The skeletons tilted their heads at the question of the demon king who had colored all the skeletons. Skeletons could not speak in the first place. Darkness filled the demon king’s expression.
‘…Why do you ask such a thing? Does it have something to do with not wanting to use summoning magic?’
She said with a downcast expression.
“We are going to arm wrestle. Everyone get ready.”
*
It’s best not to even start at all, but you can survive the current situation.
‘The chance of losing is only 1 in 7.’
Yes. If you didn’t face the demon king right away in the first round, it would have been enough if you lost and were eliminated on purpose.
These mindless skeletons looked eager. Blue and Yellow took a side chest posture and showed off their respective muscles (?).
“Hee hee. Then I’ll make a bracket.”
After summoning the skeletons, the demon king, who looked depressed for some reason, left the room as if his mood was relieved.
“Just- just right.”
“Tada, perfect. Crackle.”
The skeletons communicated with each other with an incomprehensible, grinding sound. The kids, who had been alert and not moving earlier, lay down on the floor and sat on chairs as soon as the demon king, the summoner, left. There was no separate barracks dormitory without seniority.
-Kick, Kiki
“I’m here. Did you wait?”
“Just, right!”
“Just, ttadak!”
Her skeletons greeted her eagerly. Hey, you stupid bastard knows who he is.
She wrote eight names on a large draw and covered it with stickers.
“hehehe. Will it be fun? There are also prizes depending on rank!”
“Tack! Exactly!.”
“Just right! Tadak! Exactly!”
‘They’re complete demon king idiots.’
Hey, even from a human point of view, he is a demon king with unbelievable beauty. In the eyes of the demons, it would be terrifying.
-Chiik!
She tore off the sticker on her bracket with the look of her father unwrapping her Christmas presents.
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Group A: Red vs. Scarlet
Yellow vs Demon King
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Group B: @that vs green
Parangi vs Nami
1St Prize: The wish ticket that can become anything.
Second Prize: Shoulder Massage Ticket
Third Prize: Fenrir’s Fang
4Th Prize: Ticket to play all night
Participation Award: 1 can of peas
‘The 1st prize is crazy?’
However, under it, in small letters that you can’t tell unless you look closely, it says [You can’t get out of here]. It’s lethal.
The 2nd place is just passing the Jordan River, the 3rd place is useless, and the 4th place is also a hell ticket.
‘It doesn’t matter anyway.’
The coveted 1st place is absolutely impossible, so just lose on purpose in the first round and get a can of beans, and that’s it.
…
‘[She] Is me.’
Come to think of it, the demon king doesn’t know my name. He doesn’t bother asking, so there’s no need to tell him.
‘But what did you write in front of my name and paint over it?’
I was curious and approached to take a closer look. Then, the demon king suddenly folded the lineup.
“Did you see everything? Let’s start right at the table.”
*
‘It’s honey. This.’
There was nothing to do with the Demon King. This arm wrestling, which was on the verge of giving up, can be thought of as a game of rest. It was enough to just lose to Chorong or something in the first round.
And then the confrontation between red and vermilion begins.
“Just,,,, Tttadak!”
“Right..Snap!”
The two holding onto each other tight. The skeletons next to them were clenching their fists and crackling, and seemed to be cheering.
“The heat is… Great.”
The Demon King is explaining the situation on the ground as if he were a scout. It seemed that he could roughly understand what the skeletons were saying.
“Ta…Dak!”
“….. Wretch!”
Perfect!
The match ended with the sound of bones falling on the table.
The scarlet wins.
Red fell on the floor and patted as if he felt so unfair. Are you crying that bastard
“Just right. Tadak! Right.”
Juhong was soaked in victory and was in the spotlight. Skeletons rushed in unison and rinsed him. Every time you fall, the sound of bones crashing is perfect! Right! Walks
“Right! Tda-dak!”
Juhong had sportsmanship. Leaving behind their compliments, they rushed over to the sobbing Red and stretched out his hand. The two hug each other and cry.
“…Sniff.”
!? The Demon King was also weaving.
“… Are you crying?”
“… Well, sniff.. What are you saying? Who is crying?”
The Demon King, who must have a rough idea of their situation, is just as moved as the other skeletons. Isn’t this arm wrestling?
After the impressive fair play, the next opponents, the devil and the yellow, stood facing each other from the top.
“Please take good care of me. Let’s have a great showdown that we are not ashamed of!”
“Daddak! Exactly! Exactly”
The skeleton’s answer to the question of the demon king, who is sober and flirting with lines that can only be found in boy cartoons, is probably ‘of course! There’s no one watching!’ Isn’t it something like that?
“Hey, you give me a start signal.”
That was what I was saying.
“… Then… Start preparing…”
-Shuuk
Quaaang!
?
*
Yellow, whose arm was smashed, could not stand up any more. Right now, I’m lying down with a towel over my head, and I’m exhaling thinly.
‘Crazy b*tch.’
I asked because it was strange that the tabletop didn’t break.
“It’s okay with Gaia’s touch and Demeter’s protection.”
It is roughly said that this tabletop is harder than Rebecca.
This bastard must be unaware of his power. Skeletons still tremble. Not the joy of battle, but the fear of death. Yes, the skeletons, symbols of death, are trembling with fear of death.
“hehehehe, I won.”
Her arm wrestling made her opponent half-deep, and she laughed shyly. The face of Ju Hongi, who is scheduled to face the demon king next time, is full of worry.
“Come out with the next square pendulum.”
Chorok, who finally learned the identity of the demon king, crawled out onto the table. And I, his opponent, also followed.
‘…It’s okay. Well, it’s not like I didn’t know that the demon king was like this.’
It seems like I’ve been tempered by the parade of dog-like situations I’ve been through so far. The thickness of the crossed line itself was different from these high-calcium lumps that were trembling belatedly without even realizing it.
I sat down at the table and held hands with Green. The feeling of the cold bones without a single piece of flesh was awkward.
‘I’ll lose pretty quickly… Let’s hit another bowl of kimchi stew.’
The smirking Demon King jumped up and started counting backwards. A smile formed on my lips, as if I was enjoying the situation at the moment.
“3,2,1 Start, start!”
Following the demon king’s signal, he slowly released his strength.
‘Now… you just win…’
!!!!!
“f*ck!”
I felt the impure intention the moment it started, I hurriedly tightened my arms. And desperately pulled toward me.
‘…! What is this chewy? ‘
It looks like this skull that pulls its arms towards itself is just as full of thoughts of losing as I am.