Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil

4 – Home Party

The winners are generally straightforward when it comes to penalties. No, even obsessively trying to keep it.

This is why I, Baek Dong-ha, a bronze courier, doesn’t hesitate to put a free deal on the map of the world’s most powerful demon king.

aaah-!

“Wait a minute.”

When the heavy 8th night exploded, she stopped it with the palm of her hand.

“Why?”

“No… That’s…”

She won’t be able to talk. She asked me to stop beating her. That I was wrong ‘Cause you’re a hunk of pride…

‘In a way, this is a very dangerous situation.’

If she loses her sanity due to her rage, even if she counterattacks just once, my body will disintegrate into particles.

‘But I have to…’

I needed to imprint this crazy game bug. That no matter how much I am a bug compared to you, if I just throw a game, I might be stung.

If you get over it just because you’re scared right now, you’ll continue to bet big and small fights in the future. If I get caught just once, I’m going to die. At least that frequency should be reduced.

‘So.’

Put the 9th night into this b*tch’s forehead.

“Wait a minute. Then, I’ll do you a favor.”

“Huh!? Ask?”

Things can’t get any better than this. Ask? Let it go without a second thought…

“I can’t ask you to leave instead. I’ll kill you if you leave. I’ll give you one in my castle.”

“I don’t want anything.”

“Oh no…”

Difficulties were set in the red eyes of the demon king who was cooling the hot pot like lava with a hand fan.

“How about drying the alligator leather?”

“It’s okay.”

“What about Fenrir wisdom teeth?”

“I don’t need it.”

“Shoulder massage tickets?”

“You!? To me? f*ck!… No… That’s it.”

A demon king who evades all sorts of trivial things. I was thrilled to see the b*tch, the king of the demons, rolling her head here and there to try to get two fewer blows in one night.

“Oh. Really… Then…”

I get angry because there is nothing unpleasant about the topic that Ji is in a position to bargain with. In this case no pups.

Deal? It is dismissal. From now on, I will punish your forehead again.

When you stick the referee’s finger in. A loud noise echoed in my stomach.

-Grurl!

*

The place the demon king brought in, saying it was a kitchen, was no different from that of an ordinary family home. It’s just a bit wide for the size of the castle.

A cutlery box containing wooden cutlery and forks. Kitchen utensils such as spatula, ladle and spatula hung on the wall. There are pots and cups.

‘I made this after seeing this…?’

[Sophisticated kitchen making that she referenced] On her table. There is a catalog called Beginner’s Guide].

“…How is it? Are they similar?”

The demon king wearing a strange apron stopped cooking and looked back and said. That apron is alligator leather…

The tone is full of anticipation. The answer is fixed anyway, and I just have to answer.

“Uh. Your kitchen has more character and looks better.”

Her mouth fell open at those words, but she turned around and went back to cooking.

‘I thought it was good to hear. Wasn’t it great?’

Actually, I’ve been watching the devil for a long time. I was worried that I might have had a brain injury earlier.

‘It’s different from playing chess.’

At that time, she showed a convincing direction and ended with her pleasant half-and-half match. But the oak barrel roulette from earlier was literally bittersweet.

As long as I hit the devil’s mappak 18 times, there is not a single scratch on my forehead.

‘No matter how much it was to raise awareness.’

Number 18 was excessive. That’s enough times for the revenge game to come back. Even if he said he wouldn’t hit me anyway, he’s a b*tch with a lot of pride who would say he’ll bite the dog and hit him.

‘What are you making? I can’t imagine. Food made by the demon king.’

When she realized that I was hungry, her face brightened and she immediately asked for a deal with me.

‘It’s an unequal treaty… f*ck it.’

After being restrained and unable to leave, deal with food. It is an offer with virtually no veto.

‘I won’t drink poison.’

As I’ve been watching for the past few days, the demon king doesn’t have such a messy personality. I don’t know if I broke the earthen pot lightly.

“Uh hmm~♪”

!!!!

‘Is this a true story?’

Did I hear that wrong? Certainly, being squeezed and constantly rolling my head, I was exhausted. Even if you hear hallucinations…

“Uh ho hum~”

?!

No, it’s definitely the devil’s snort. Wearing an alligator leather apron, she uses the two-handed sword she extorted from an unknown adventurer as a kitchen knife.

‘They are humming.’

*

The dinner the demon king made in exchange for two less beatings was stew and fairy bread. Basilisk steak, and tteokbokki that you don’t know why it’s naturally included.

“Cheop, clump.”

Two days after entering the Demon King’s room. Before that, he starved for two days while climbing the tower.

“Sururup, Wagujak.”

It’s been a long time since

Was transferred to the world. Even taking that into account, I was aware that I was eating too passionately.

“Is it delicious?”

When you push a piece of steak that was full in your mouth into a stew. Our eyes met with her question.

!!!

“Puhak….Wup-woop”

I’m glad. I quickly raised my hand to stop the food that was about to explode in my mouth.

She was staring at me, who was devouring herself, but she was tearing her big mouth to the point where it caught on her ear and smiling seductively.

“Oops… Gulp, whoops…”

There is no way he was poisoned. Don’t you have to put in the effort to make rice for the opponent who will kill you with a single hand jjigeom?

‘Why are you laughing like that…?’

“Is it delicious?”

A demon king repeating the same words with an expressionless expression. It’s so terrifying, but this is a free subjective problem.

“… Uh. Delicious. Very.”

…

“…Hi heh… Kiki kit.”

Hey.

‘Don’t laugh. Please Please don’t split it.’

Because it’s f*cking scary…

…

I don’t know if this is horse or makgeolli…

Actually, her appearance was outstanding. Just for her appearance when she’s just standing still. As long as they don’t know that she is the Demon King who lives on the 100th floor of the Magic Tower, no one will think otherwise even if she gets casted on the street.

Just…

‘Is this a learned fear?’

My party was cut to pieces right in front of my eyes. The real monsters who squeezed the monsters as if they were trivial throughout the journey. In one not even funny fight.

‘I don’t feel the slightest bit of vengeance because they’re so b*tches, but…’

It wasn’t enough to instill fear in me.

“Is it delicious?”

…

Why do you keep asking…

“Uh… delicious.”

“Is everything empty?”

She lifted up the bowl of stew that I almost inhaled with another terrifying misstep. In the wind, the catalog attached to the bottom of the bowl falls and unfolds.

There was a bookmark in the chapter ‘Home Party Manual with Friends’.

*

“Let’s face it this time.”

I doubted my ears. The rice was just a jesabab.

“Ugh, huh? What confrontation?”

“Sear the apples quickly. The penalty is to eat carrots here.”

On the plate of stew she was eating, there were only carrots that she picked out.

‘f*ck! Why are you betting on your unbalanced diet!!’

And don’t pick out the carrots for the demon king.

Well, I want to have all these bizarre bastards, but I can’t make a loud noise. Because i’m scared

It’s a bit unsanitary, but I’m thankful that my head didn’t break.

“Now, cut yourself first.”

She handed me an apple and fruit.

I’m afraid someone isn’t the demon king, so openly making a bet in favor of a woman like this…

Did you know how to say

?

It sounds like a frog side kick. I’ve been through all the battles before and after childbirth. When I was in the military, I was a cook, and when I came to this world, I ate kusari every day and did housework for four picky people.

At times like this, I am the Sword Emperor and I am the Demon King.

It was difficult for the demon king to become healthy after eating carrots, but if I challenged him with a kitchen knife, I had no choice but to respond boldly.

*

I chewed the last carrot.

‘I lost…’

Enemy but forced to admit… The world is wide and there are many masters.

The demon king was watching the stag beetle in the cage happily like a child watching it eat sugar.

Cheap,, Jeop,,

Gulp-

“…I ate it all.”

He opened his mouth to confirm that the contents were empty.

“Wow… I was dubious, but did you really eat it all? Are you quite good at it?”

The demon lord with an expression that says he saw it again.

Don’t judge me like that just by eating carrots.

“Go and wait. We have something else to do together.”

!!!

‘Stop it… Please… What else…’

It’s just like the witch in Hansel and Gretel trying to kill and kill.

“…Okay.”

So what can I do? There is no brazier for the witch, and no clever Gretel.

-Titling! Tring! Tring!

?!

Inside the kitchen, no, an alarm that sounded like an alarm sounded throughout the castle.

“What is this? Is it a fire alarm?”

‘No matter how much I live like an Earthling, is there even such a thing?’

“… There’s an intruder.”

Intruder!

I sang delight!

You’re finally here! A party to defeat this heinous villain!

You late-witted bastards! How long have I waited!

I still love you!

Perhaps the amnesiac party member called for reinforcements.

Please! Top Ranker Pot! It’s not a crappy party!

My heart raced at the thought that I might finally go home.

“Where are you coming!?”

“…You… Like that…?”

…Oops! I was excited and the tension soared as if Santa had come.

As she concentrated her magic in the air, her translucent screen came out. The crowd you see…

That’s… That’s for sure.

A flag with two pairs of black dragons.

It’s the Black Dragon Guild.

The meal I just had seems to be part of her ancestral rites.