Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil

29 – A demon castle without a demon

[I have a place to go. I’ve prepared food, so eat well, and don’t poop anywhere]

… Were you able to get out of here?

No more than that.

‘… What kind of dog am I raising? You motherf*cker.’

When I got up and came out, anyone could see that there was a note written by the demon king in a crooked handwriting on the table.

‘… It’s sweet. Anyway.’

It literally means to take annual leave and rest well. There will be a lot to eat. Let’s sleep all day…

Not! Could it be that the barrier has now collapsed? A great escape opportunity!

‘… Huh? What’s this.’

Looking closely, there were layers of different letters under the paper the demon king had placed.

-Sueuk

I opened the letter and saw the following contents.

[Of course, you really like living with me, but you might suddenly feel bad, right? And what if an intruder comes and attacks my friend? So I put a magic bomb at the entrance so that people can’t come and go. If you touch it, there probably won’t even be a corpse left]

… It seems that they have prepared a thorough defense plan.

‘… Isn’t this a lie telling me not to go out when there’s nothing there?’

-Sueuk

[It’s not a lie.]

… Yes. There’s no way she went out without any preparations. Well, that’s it Just getting away from her game for the day and lounging around was a huge luxury. Don’t be greedy anymore…

‘Huh? I have more letters.’

-Sueuk

[What you have to do today.

Laundry

Washing dishes

Cleaning the kitchen (wiping down all the utensils)

Ventilation

Floor cleaning (up to water cleaning)

Watering the cabbage field

Put over 50 Little Farm King Potatoes

Plant more than 130 Little Farm pepper seedlings (my character too)

Little Farm Egg Pickup

Finishing the doll embroidery (no need for dinosaur dolls)

Write a letter (put the paper under the table. Write it full)

Leave Kimchi Stew Reheated (I’ll kill you if it goes bad)

Cleaning the room (Don’t enter my room. I put a spell on it that turns you into a woodpecker if you grab the doorknob.)

… No, f*ck.

They didn’t give me a vacation. He left the job to me. Enough to fill a whole sheet of paper.

‘… And what about writing letters?’

…

‘It’s okay to pretend you didn’t see it.’

I won’t even step out of my room today. I put the letters in layers as they were, and when she comes back, it’s like, ‘Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see it. It was enough to say that.

… Here’s the next chapter.

-Sueuk

[If you pretend you didn’t see it, you’ll get scolded. This letter has a magic that draws a circle on the back when someone touches it.]

-Wack

As she said, there was a circle on the back.

…!

“… f*ck… I was beaten.”

I was overcome with anguish. This is a battle of brains, a war of nerves, that she walks through.

A magic that draws a circle when you catch it? This may actually be a lie. I’ve never heard of magic like this.

In other words, it was originally drawn with a circle on the back, but since I lifted it up, it may have been faked to look like it was drawn on the back.

‘To check… this last piece of paper’

[Then take a good look at the house. I’ll buy you something delicious]

You can check if there is a circle drawn on the back of the last piece of paper you haven’t touched yet. Her lie if it’s already drawn. If it is not drawn, I can touch it to see if a circle is drawn.

‘…But.’

There is no way to turn the paper over without touching it. This table won’t budge because of her magic. What if you blow the wind and turn the paper over? Even if a circle is drawn, it is meaningless because it is unknown whether the circle was engraved in the aftermath of the wind or not.

‘… A thorough year.’

Are you saying this is a device that was built with a foresight? Whether this magic is real or not, it is designed in such a way that I can’t help but trust her words.

‘… sh*t.’

If the former party members were strong idiots and could use tricks in moderation, the demon king is a type with intelligence in addition to that, so he often gives me trouble. It’s not an easy opponent either.

After returning my holiday in a matter of minutes, I had no choice but to head to the cleaning kit…

*

Do laundry first. Normally, she even did my clothes. Actually, there isn’t much to do with this one. My clothes were a hoodie gifted by the demon king and pajamas she took away from her adventurer. Since the fabric is rare, it will not last long if you wash it frequently.

‘… I only have pajamas.’

The demon king’s laundry consisted of pajamas with blue elephants on them, presumably from the transferred earth, and hooded pajamas with devil horn hats. Could she have a more useless hat for her?

Of course, there is no such thing as a washing machine, so everything is hand washed. No, isn’t it obvious, thanks to the earthlings, there are game consoles and TVs, but there’s nothing strange about having a washing machine.

-Pakpak!

The steel mace that the demon king uses as a clothespin was too heavy, so I washed it by hand. Old memories bloomed in the laundry after a long time.

-Jurrureuk

-Hey, Dorothy What are you doing?

-I’m spilling stew on my clothes.

-Wrong question. Why are you doing this?

-Before changing, I want to make it dirty so Dong-ha can’t wash it. Do you wash it clean?

-I really hope you get hemoptysis and vomit blood and die.

‘Lee Ik! f*ck b*tch!’

Compared to Dorothy, the demon king who did the laundry every time without saying anything was an angel. Could it be because his wrists were full of strength from anger? The laundry was over soon.

*

I went into cleaning the kitchen. There wasn’t much to touch because the demon king usually tidied up the original body. However, the cleaning that started already. I wiped off all the dust that had accumulated in every nook and cranny, and even cleaned the bottom of the bowl.

‘…There are many old traces everywhere.’

Devil’s favorite tableware. Not really of her will, but the by-products of her adventurers attacking her. So, the Demon King is very happy when her adventurers bring spoons and forks.

‘… It’s tough.’

I don’t know if her original personality was like that or if this isolated environment made her that kind of personality, but it was right that her life was maintained because of her personality. I’m a pretty wild and homely type for her man, but it’s nothing compared to her.

‘Huh?’

Her mayonnaise lid, which she had lost before, fell into the crack of her shelf. To be wild is to cancel. I’m not even looking for it.

‘… I would have loved it if I was here.’

While playing chess, he often cried, saying, “My tukkouong…”. Will you come? No, no. Let’s do some kipping. It might be something that could be used as a material for negotiations.

I cleaned the kitchen so that even the octopus would slip, and headed to the cabbage field.

*

The sun, the size of a billiard ball, is bright enough to make you sweat. Of course, there are no boilers in this world, so it’s very cold in the winter, so lying here and sunbathing is very nice…

‘…Are you crazy?’

Unbeknownst to me, I assumed that I would be here until winter. Of course, the possibility of that happening is strong, but you have to keep your mindset straight. Baek Dong-ha. Your place is not here

I saw cabbage worms everywhere, so I caught them and stole them. The face of the demon king, who was frightened each time, came to mind.

– It’s a big deal! Cabbage worms have appeared!

Apparently, because she was forced to push her back, she seems to have developed some immunity to the cabbage worms she was forcibly caught.

‘Oh, big cabbage.’

I found a cabbage of a size other than the standard. It will reach two small heads of the Demon King.

-Wow!

I remembered the image of her holding a cabbage larger than her own head over her head and spinning it around.

…

It was a pity that I couldn’t see that stupid reaction.

…

– Fook

I planted back the king cabbage I just picked. Having at least one more factor that makes the demon king feel better will be helpful in the future… Let’s just let her dig it up.

*

I came back from working in the field sweating… I’m working in the field again.

-Pirorong!

‘That’s right!’

My shoulders were naturally excited about the king potato, which is a particularly rich year today. It came out three or four times more than the original.

…

Am I serious about this dot game?

As life as a potato peasant became longer, even the brain became simpler. It was a potato that was going to be taken away by her anyway, but I couldn’t deny that I was happy. Embarrassed, I continued hoeing.

-Cock, cock, cock, cock

-Pirororororolong!

‘Eh…? What’s this? It’s the first sound effect I’ve ever heard… No way?’

-Obtained the Golden Potato.

“……. Whoa, whoa!”

It was the first time I actually saw it. She said before There is a golden potato that comes out here with a terrible probability in the potato field. She said it was worth as much as 200 king potatoes. After hundreds of thousands, no, millions of hoeing, I finally managed to dig it up.

I was so happy that I jumped like a demon king. Her ghost appears in front of her and runs with her.

…

‘…Ah, it only comes out when we’re together.’

“Whew,”

I let out a sigh of unknown origin, and the tension quickly returned to its original position.

‘… What are you doing alone? Me.’

I finished digging potatoes today. And she’s kind of pushed back on her promise to build her Martian city again. Other than that it makes no sense

The subsequent planting of red pepper seedlings and the collection of eggs were all completed quickly. It’s a simple job that I’m used to, so it doesn’t take too long.

*

After all the work… The hardest part remains. I sat down at the table with paper and pen.

‘A letter…’

There was no such thing as a vicious senior who demanded to be treated like a dick.

I re-read what I wrote earlier.

[Thank you for always playing with me. Every day with you is so much fun. Always exciting Then I’ll cut it down]

-Gugit Gugit

-Wack!

I crumpled up the rubbish I had just written and threw it away. If you showed me this as a letter…

Taaang!

…Whoa.

What do you mean? There was nothing to be thankful for. No, I had hardly ever written a letter to anyone before.

– Plop

‘… First of all, it is essential to praise the games you play, right? There should be a report on what I’ve done today…’

I lay down and bit my tail with my troubles.

‘… Well.’

…

…

…

‘…What is this feeling?’

It was difficult to name the feelings I had been feeling since a while ago.

…

She tried to get away from her every day.

The Demon King’s Castle was so quiet that no one was there.

…

I closed her eyes and tried to spit out some stupid thoughts, but it didn’t work. For some reason, the absurd thought that the demon king would come back soon.

… Should I finish writing a letter?

…

“Did you have a good time?”

!

She opened her closed eyes at the familiar voice.

It is the face of the Demon King. Red eyes, tear points, a large mouth, and black hair in a ponytail. The emotion that all of that puts together was definitely the pleasure of meeting me.

“… Here you are.”

“Did you do everything I said?”

“…The letter is still there.”

At that, she made a disappointed face.

“Pu-huh.”

“… Huh? Why are you laughing?”

A face I’ve seen before, before, before. For some reason, I laughed at the familiar sense of crisis conveyed from that expression, which was always dangerous.

“No. Sorry. I’ll write it soon. And I picked golden potatoes today.”

“What!? Really?”

As she looked down, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Then I got up and started running. Okay. It’s this reaction.

“Awesome, I’ll make you something delicious soon!”

“Yes. And the mayonnaise cap…”

No. This is not it. The tension rose for some reason, and I almost wasted one of my trump cards without realizing it. You don’t know what will happen tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

“Let’s go to the kitchen!”

“Yes.”

-Turbuck, turbuck

-Chabak, chabak

“But you are here.”

The Demon King, who was going ahead, turned around and asked.

“Huh?”

“You were lonely without me today, right?”

…

I see.

The emotions I felt. I can name it now.

…

Perhaps it is the madness that comes from being used to being confined. No doubt it will.

But for whatever reason, the answer to her question is.

“Uh. I was lonely. I missed you.”

The demon king, who had a blank expression for a moment, hugged me tightly. She wrapped her arms around her neck and said with a bashful laugh.

“Me too, me too.”