Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil

chapter 11



11 – Holiday

-Shooaaa

-Toduk, toduk

The sound of heavy raindrops hitting the walls of the tower is tasteful.

Of course, this is the top floor higher than the clouds. There was no way it would rain. It’s raining downstairs over there. Only a gentle vibration can be heard here.

‘Come to think of it… I haven’t done laundry since I came here.’

I think the leather clothes I was wearing smelled.

Because I always struggled at the crossroads of life and death, I got lazy about the basics.

‘Yesterday’s demon king was a little sentimental.’

Since my body is stretched, I have room to become sentimental.

Yes, it will rain. The Demon King seems to be a little quiet today. Will leave me alone I have to do overdue laundry.

– Knock!

“Come out.”

‘f*ck.’

*

The castle of the devil, which room.

-Glaring

Surprisingly, there is a sun the size of a billiard ball on the ceiling of this room. It was made by the Demon King himself.

The Demon King is now picking cabbages in a vegetable garden about 10m in diameter.

“…Do you need to farm?”

“Of course not. I also grew the cabbage you ate.”

– Took.

Her hand movements are busy as she plucks out cabbages that are supposed to be buried deep in the field with one hand. With that power, I would become an ace at any distribution center, not farming.

“… If you stay still, won’t the adventurers take care of themselves?”

“… There aren’t many kids who come with money. That money is just a side job. And I have something to save money to buy.”

… It’s a demon full of realism. Even so, there were signs of saving everywhere in the Demon King’s Castle. Like using an empty canned food container as a cup when you count it, or collecting the soapy water you washed and doing your laundry.

The demon king picked 8 cabbages and put them in a cart. He walks this way, clapping his yellow boots, which bear no resemblance to her.

“You have to help me with my work starting today.”

“…What happened?”

As she took off her soiled gloves, her face stopped right in front of her nose. The weasel opens its eyes and says.

“If you want to live together, you have to pay for food too. Are you going to keep playing?”

‘I never meant to do that.’

“Wasn’t it nice to just play until now?”

‘The f*ck wasn’t good. Go away.’

“You will work with me from now on.”

‘I’d rather have that.’

Rather, the sea I wish for. A serf is a hundred times better than a tug-of-war.

I nodded and the demon lord lowered his head. I laughed and laughed awkwardly.

*

“I have to do it all within today.”

The demon king brought a large sack and turned it over, and round things poured out on the floor. It’s the head head.

‘Be surprised.’

It was a doll’s head. Yes. The demon king’s main job was the middle stage of the doll process, that is, handicraft.

“Um… Anything you can do… Everything is difficult, so what should I do?”

“Show me once.”

Mawang started making dolls by threading the parts of the sewing doll. There are teddy bears, rabbits, and dinosaurs.

“…But.”

“Huh?”

“Are you selling these yourself?”

At those words, the Demon King’s needle, which had been moving in perfect order, stopped.

“….No?”

“Then?”

“… Come and pick it up later. I will leave it to him.”

!!!!

‘Has anyone come and gone here?’

However, I immediately discarded the idea that I could get out through it. He is a guy who communicates with the demon king, so there is no way he can borrow his power. I was just surprised that there was a person who cooperated with the demon king on a regular basis.

‘Well… If you think about it…’

It is hard to believe that all the food ingredients, meat, canned food, and daily necessities such as soap were all made by the demon king or brought by adventurers.

“I’m done…”

The Demon King completed a doll. There was nothing to criticize about it, but the difference between jade was that the level of sewing was wide.

“Give it to me.”

“Huh? Why?”

Once I received a new doll from the demon king, I carved into my red eyes what the dignity of a craftsman is.

“What are you!?”

The demon king’s eyes widened in amazement. I wonder if those eyes resemble mine when I saw Nine’s Absolute piercings pierced with my bare hands when we first fought with our party.

‘It’s done.’

Her art was great, but nothing compared to my doll. The area of contact with the fabric was minimized by supporting it only with the thumb, forefinger, and the tips of the two knuckles of the fingers. That is, it hardly ever burns. Unlike the demon king’s, where the needle pierces the top and bottom, if you look closely, there are traces of sewing. My doll passes through the thread horizontally, so unless you forcibly pull it out, it won’t show through.

‘The basics of dolls. It is to hide that it is a doll.’

f*ck you, you look useless here.

“Have you tried this?”

The demon king with bright red eyes next to him asked.

“I’ve done a lot of similar things.”

Dog b*tches. Because of the party members who believed in their stats and fought with their whole bodies, I was able to sew clothes on a fictitious day, and I got better at stitching. Among them, it reminds me of Yuria’s face, who behaved terribly.

-Dongha. Didn’t I tell you to embed the logo with hyacinth?

-You said it was a tulip.

-I definitely said hyacinth.

-I bet my soul and said f*cking tulips.

-Hey. Everyone. Did you hear what I said to f*ck you?

– Hyacinth!

– Look at it.

-Give me. Just. f*ck. f*ck. I’ll take it off again and put it on.

‘Lee Ik! f*ck b*tches!!!’

Emotions run high. f*ck b*tches. Rolling around like a dog, ordering all the f*cking things, then being f*cked by the demon king, abandoning them in a place like this, clearing their memories and going out hand in hand.

‘You f*cking eat your life raw! f*cking b*tches!!’

“Huh? Hey! What’s the matter!”

‘Ah, oops.’

The head of the doll I was working on was torn. It’s because I was over-emotional and I wound up tightly without realizing it.

“…One is defective. Sorry.”

‘I have nothing to be sorry about. What if I said, ‘You can put your hair on instead’.

“… That’s all right. One would be fine.”

*

After a while, the deadline was over. The demon king carefully put the finished doll into a clean sack.

“Oops, now you can bring it to the 1st floor”

!!!

The demon king, who was stretching, said.

“Hey, me too.”

“No.”

The demon king’s eyes were bloodshot. An eerie aura spreading from under his feet speaks of a swift dismissal.

“Absolutely not.”

“Okay.”

I don’t know what’s keeping him from following me, but he’s probably worried about something similar to my escape.

“… You know. Is that the only thing you have?”

The demon king said, pointing at my leather clothes.

“…Uh.”

That’s exactly what it says, our party was a candidate for a popular warrior party, but all financial gains go to the 4 combatants. In fact, I was no different than a riding mule. I always washed these leather clothes several times before wearing them.

“I see. Hi-Hi..”

?

‘Why am I laughing at being a clothes beggar?’

It’s a laughing code that doesn’t make sense at the moment.

“Hee hee hee. Let’s eat first.”

Bob! Kimchi soup!

Describe a happy moment living with the devil. The only thing that can be written down in the fingerprint is the meal. It was a bit disappointing that there was no rice, but compared to the rubber clay-like food we ate before coming in, it is a delicacy of a different quality.

*

Maybe because I ate well the past few days. Now, even in front of a well-appointed table, it is possible to abstain from voracious predation.

“…Take this.”

The demon king handed over something like a gift box. The wrapping paper made by weaving things like leaves and branches was not pretty, but I could feel the sincerity.

‘…No way.’

-Gulp

An ominous feeling rises. Unpack the sincere outer packaging. It has a head in it. From one of our party members. And the devil will say this.

-Your colleague? Ah, is that what you mean? Kick kick.

!!

‘f*ck…’

I thought it wouldn’t be, but it was an inevitable doubt for me who couldn’t resist the fear of the demon lord.

“Open it.”

“…Yes.”

-Brush. Rustle.

Unwrap her wrapping paper, which she must have carefully weaved. The Demon King staring at me. He is laughing with one hand on his chin and his mouth tearing open.

‘Let’s not be shaken no matter what comes out.’

I firmly hold my heart to never show the reaction the devil wants. A rich reaction is the first step to bullying.

‘I solved everything.’

I opened the lid of the wooden box inside.

‘… Huh?’

It was clothes. Navy clothes.

“hehehe, take it out.”

“…Uh.”

When I lifted it up, it was a navy colored hoodie made of special cotton.

“Do you want me to wear this?”

“… Yes, hee hee. How is it.”

How about…

I really liked it.

I wished I had a new leather jacket, not to mention the hoodie I would have worn when I lived on Earth.

‘…And.’

I looked around for clothes. A modest design, only a flat bone-colored mark on the left chest.

“It was made by melting Fenrir molars.”

… His molars are going to be offered or given away as prizes at every opportunity. In fact, wouldn’t Fenrir’s molars be f*cking useless?

I don’t know anything else, but this kind of fabric must be very valuable in this world.

“Can I try it on?”

“Yes.”

I don’t even remember when I took it off, so I took off my ragged leather clothes and threw them away. And she puts her head carefully in case the clothes she gave her won’t tear.

‘What is it? It’s just the right size.’

It was a crazy fit. Originally, I’m pretty good at clothes, but this isn’t that much.

“hehehe, right? I got your size back when you slept.”

‘Crazy b*tch! Don’t measure someone else’s body arbitrarily!’

… Okay.

Anyway. Really.

I really liked it.

‘Gift…’

When was the last time you received it? Even adding up the memories on Earth, it was a blur.

I didn’t know that I would say this to the demon king.

“Thank you.”

“…What?”

The demon king looks at my face with a bewildered expression.

“…Why?”

“No, it’s the first time I’ve seen something I like that much.”

“What?”

“Hee hee hee… Hee hee hee.”

She smiled prettily. I was dumbfounded and just looked at it.

“Hee hee. I’ll bring the finished doll sack on the first floor and come back. I am eating.”

*

‘I liked you?’

‘That’s bullsh*t. sh*t.’

My former party members thought of me as a chained dog. I think that if you throw a few ribs, chew and chew some ribs.

The same would be true of the Demon King.

‘With just one outfit like this…’

No, thanks for the clothes. However, there was no way it could act as a catalyst to tie me here.

‘…Let’s take it off for now.’

The soup may splash while eating.

‘Huh? What’s this.’

I looked inside the box to put the clothes in finely folded pieces, and there was a piece of paper with writing on it. I took out the paper and looked at it.

‘…What did you write?’

It’s a crooked mess, but it’s just a big font. It looks like it was written by a kindergartener.

[Let’s get along well for a long time to come]

– Knock, sigh.

She must have used teleport. She has already been there.

…!

‘What is that face…’

What is your expression now?

Angry? Sadness? Emptiness?

Even I, the discriminator of the demon lord’s expression, can’t read it. Because it’s something I’ve never seen before. Still, there are things you can be sure of.

It’s a dirty feeling on a different level than before.

“Why… What…”

“What is this?”

I put the folded paper down on the table. Stuff you’ve seen.

[I’m captured by the evil demon, please save me]


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