93 – The New Family
“I was rude a little while ago. I tried to give Dong-ha some advice as a senior in my life who went around wearing dolls in the past.”
Rangplegank, whose words became a little more natural, spoke.
“It is too late. Asshole First impressions sucked you.”
“I have nothing more to do. Bye.”
Me and the Demon King approached to defeat him.
“Wait, wait! Like intellectuals, let’s solve it through dialogue!”
“It is dismissed. You’re not even a person in the first place.”
“Right! To a subject that is not even a person.”
“Hey, that goes for you too. Devil.”
*
First of all, we have to immobilize him.
As I have seen the series of Satan’s dolls several times, I couldn’t be relieved even of the cute doll’s body.
“First stop it with magic. It would be a big deal if he rushed in hastily and then jumped down with the marble.”
I whispered in the devil’s ear.
“Yes. By the way… Kissit! It tickles my ears.”
“What kind of plot are you guys plotting!”
Rample raised a suspicious look, but it was already too late.
-Paji weave
Rangple’s body froze after being struck by the demon king’s paralyzation.
“Ugh, the body… This is why black hair…!”
Except for the mouth.
“Noisy. Before you pull out all the yellow dung hairs from your head, quietly spit out a marble and go back to your duty.”
“Do, Dongha. Are we like this? Aren’t you and I secret friends who even went so far as to go bong-ga-bunga?”
“f*ck you. Grow It’s not bunga bunga, it’s doungadunga.”
Besides, it’s even weirder to have a secret friend behind you.
“We were always together. Even when playing oak barrel roulette and secret boxes… Those memories. Those hearts were nothing to you…”
“The heart.”
“…”
“Leave it.”
Lang Plagank, who was talking kindly, stopped laughing and moved his target to the devil, as if I couldn’t get an estimate.
“… Demon King. Are you really going to kill me? Really?”
“…”
“It’s not like you. Are you a good kid who saves lives? And I’ve been watching you ever since. In a dark room. Go ahead.”
“This bastard emotional arm started the engine.”
“Because I am working on it, the porter’s bagel is tight.”
Rangple Gangk, who used to sway me emotionally a little while ago, changed his attitude towards me. He quickly corrected his tone with a pitiful tone and appealed to the demon king again.
“… We are already a ‘family’. Is it right to kill a family member because they speak strangely?”
“… Eh. That’s right. That’s wrong…”
“Then what should I do with the ‘family’?”
“…You have to feed me.”
“Yes. I like fruit for breakfast.”
“… Let me wash it.”
“Cleanliness is a prerequisite for cohabitation. I know that.”
“…Give me a place to sleep.”
“Yes. In the same bed as you three of us.”
“Umm, no. You should also be gone.”
*
Rangple Gangk suggested playing a game as a last resort. He said that if he won, he would get his hands off of him. It really is that doll to its owner.
The game he requested was oak roulette.
“I hate it.”
“I refuse.”
Of course, we refused at once. Cunning kid. To come out like this knowing that the devil is out of luck.
The world of competition is ruthless, and it was clear that we were in the position of superior. We thoroughly apply for a showdown on a stage that is advantageous to us. So I immediately went to the game room to play iron fist.
*
The bet was that if Rangple Gank wins at least one of the demon lords, he will be awarded the victory.
-It’s a joke!
‘Wow.’
This is my first time…
Really…
I can’t f*cking do it.
No matter how much it is the first time. This was so bad that I couldn’t even use it against the computer. But. It seems that it is difficult to press buttons with the doll’s arms that are full.
-K.O
Rample, which was robbed of me long ago and now gave 1 set to the demon king. Now give me one more game and he’ll go back to the warehouse.
…
From the guy who was actively moving his doll’s arms, I could see myself overlapping with the previous death game with the demon king.
“Now, here, turn this half a turn and press this…”
The Demon King stopped playing the game and taught Rangple Gangk various techniques.
“Keuugh…”
Nevertheless, he was a rambling gank who was not doing well. I couldn’t perform continuous movements or even write a single simple roll, so I kept failing.
“Hey, fast-forward a little bit.”
Hearing my advice, Ranple Gank swung his arm.
“As soon as you close it, it’s the B button.”
Rangple Gank seemed to be concentrating, but he succeeded in doing a half turn B properly. With an exciting ‘Oh!’ Sound, the deungkwon was activated.
“That’s it. See It works!”
After saying that, the Demon King instantly turned Langple Gank into a bowl of dog ink.
…
Rangple Gangk puts down the gamepad.
“I need the bathroom.”
-Ppojjak, pojjak
As it was, I naturally headed out the door.
“Hey, where are you going? Go through the procedure. It’s Rangple Gangk.”
I grabbed Langplegank’s head as he was about to leave.
“…”
Rangple Gank seemed to have given up as well, and did not resist. Even if it’s a doll’s resistance, it won’t be a big deal.
“…”
-Sueuk
I looked back at the demon king. The demon king who has not let go of the gamepad yet. I, the demon king’s facial expression discriminator, can tell in an instant. While they were playing together, she found out that she had developed a bit of a fondness for Gank in Rangple.
…
Actually, I didn’t hate this guy that much either.
“Hey.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t talk like a pervert to the demon lord. If you s*xually harass the demon king, I know you’re going to run away.”
“What! I’m a gentleman! It’s not because you’re a staunch dating eunuch, dude!”
“What are you talking about? The demon king and I are not like that.”
“… Wow, phew. Okay. Let’s be patient for now.”
Rangplegank let out a cheeky sigh. Shall I pull it out?
“A friend.”
I said to the demon king.
“Huh?”
“How are you? Do you want to accept the Rangple gank?”
Even though I had already grasped her air flow, I implied the question. She hid her true feelings and laughed mischievously.
“Um, what should I do? What will Langplegank do for us?”
“He helped out with the farming, laundry, fed the chicks, and took Dongha for a walk. I’ll help you clean your room.”
“You cotton ball bastard. There’s something strange in the middle.”
“And?”
As if there was something more, the demon king said.
“And what? Uh… Ah, I won’t make greasy comments.”
“And?”
“… Help me make dolls…”
“And?”
“….. Maybe… While sleeping. You guys won’t go to bed… Are you talking about this?”
“Yes. You are our friend now.”
*
Rangple Gangk, I, and the three Demon Kings are sitting on the table.
“Let’s change the name first.”
Now, instead of two, three live together.
There is little confusion when calling even one person by name. In my heart, I wanted to name the demon king, but there was no good name that came to mind. He said he wanted to think about it for a longer time, and the demon king understood it.
Ah, of course, I’m not trying to make a rough name for Wrangple Gangk, or use it as a practice field before naming the demon king. Never.
I hated the name Rangplegank because it was hard to pronounce, and it reminded me of someone who likes tangerines.
“Umm, what’s pirate?”
“A pirate. Do I look like a group of criminals who don’t cooperate and don’t pay taxes?”
Rangplegank said dissatisfiedly.
“…Me, I don’t pay taxes either.”
“It’s okay. Originally, there is no duty to pay taxes for pretty girls and cute dolls.”
“You, don’t call me pretty.”
After saying that, the demon lord crosses his arms around me. He’s a demon king who dies just because he’s pretty. Why are you doing that?
“Aren’t you a pirate?”
I asked Ranmplangk.
” But why do you look like a pirate?”
“Dongha. It seems to emphasize like an enemy in a strange way… I am not a pirate doll, but a little prince doll.”
…
“…What.”
What kind of little prince is that visual? Saint-Exupéry will wail.
“Huh? See him? Don’t you believe me?”
Ranfle Gank turns around and points a finger at his hip. There was a star, the trademark of the little prince, very minutely.
…
“Then why are you wearing a pirate costume?”
Rangple Gangk’s skull-marked hat was definitely a pirate hat.
“…That’s it. It’s because it was used as an ingredient when your friend made an oak barrel roulette…”
… Indeed. It was worth knowing. This kid was also a kid with a lot of stories.
“Oh, yes. You didn’t introduce him! This is a paper crane.”
…!
Paper Crane. I haven’t talked to him Before the conversation breaks down, let’s say something first…
“It turns into a super fun game soon, so say hi before that.”
f*ck!
I was devastated.
When the demon king showed the paper crane to Langplegank, he greeted him.
…
“Awesome. Hello origami. Let’s get along until the day it turns into a game.”
The demon king greeted the two and smiled brightly.
… Maybe he’s pure…
That doesn’t seem to be the case. When I saw Ranple Gangk, I looked at him with eyes wondering what are you doing… It seems that he is the type with eyes.
“Oh, I remembered the name. How about ?”
…
Wow, he really has a great naming sense. Judging by the rotten expression on the face of Langplegank, he seems to have the same thoughts as me. Rather, I think , Which I thought of a while ago, would be better.
“Actually, I have a name that I have decided on. It’s Sebastian.”
Damn it…
“I can’t. There will be no end to this Write down one at the bottom of the ladder, and let’s go to the one that gets caught by climbing the ladder.”
“Isn’t it too rough to decide on someone’s name!?”
“Then let’s use Pompo Coring.”
“It’s Pom Pom Coming.”
“Yes. That.”
“I’ll climb the ladder. You can ride it.”
And the ladder results.
The one I just came up with and wrote was the winner.
“Damn it, I’ll just do a Langple gank. Don’t do this This is not it.”
Keumdong denied the reality.
“No, now you are gilt bronze.”
“Nice to meet you. Gilt bronze. Let’s get along well in the future!”