Shake the Carrot if You Are Caught by the Devil

Chapter 87

87 – The Jenga Game

– Googgit!

I ended up filling the precious paper with poop again. He crumpled the paper nervously.

…

‘It’s difficult.’

The reason why I am struggling in front of my desk. It was to name the demon king.

…

I couldn’t build anything. Isn’t it natural I’m deciding how to call my precious friend for the rest of my life, but how can I name it carelessly?

-Basrak

I opened the name candidate paper that I had crumpled a while ago.

-Yeondongtak

-Alphonse

– Ham Pil-gyu

-Krillin

-Open your fist and stand up

-Baek Dong-hee

-Blade Storm

-Pippi

‘… Mmm. Isn’t that a bit bad?’

But isn’t Yeondongtak a bit good?

…

To be honest, I don’t know.

Since long ago, when I just named myself, people around me reacted very coldly.

I once named my dog Phalanx. My father, who noticed it belatedly, immediately changed his name, but it was already too late.

It’s because the puppy didn’t respond when I called it by the new name my father gave it to me in haste, and it only came running wagging its tail when I called it Phalanx. Then my father begged me never to name life again.

– Knock, Knock

“Why, why are you locking the door? Did you hate me…?”

Outside beyond the closed door, the demon lord again asked a nonchalant question.

“I have something to do. I’ll leave in a little while.”

I can’t help it. Where is the person who gives the name in front of the person concerned? Besides, this side has to write a storybook that has been delayed. I mean, there’s a lot to do.

“Oh. That’s it. Red… No, Nain did it. When a man sometimes closes the door and wants to be alone, never, never go in.”

“Hey. I don’t know what it is, but it isn’t.”

Nine you b*tch.

This is why you shouldn’t make bad friends. I was worried that Nine, a habitual s*xual harasser, might have stained our naive Demon King. It was also good to let go.

“…”

– Nope

-Golden Bat

… Is this okay?

…

No, maybe it’s not okay because I built it.

…

Just relax. Shall I use one of the names I’ve seen on Earth before? Yes, the demon lord would gratefully accept whatever name I gave him.

…

No. Let’s not do that. That’s not even possible.

In the end, I couldn’t decide on a name. It seems difficult to finish in one day.

“Uh-huh-huh.”

When I came out of the room, the demon king was sitting at the table smiling and waiting. It was like Team Rocket who dug a trap and waited for Ji-Woo and his party to come.

A long box is placed on top of a rectangular parallelepiped on the table. There were many question marks drawn on the outside of the box. It was a secret box made with the hope that anyone would be curious about what was inside. Furthermore.

“Kee hee hee.”

The demon king’s expectant gaze, quickly ‘Huh? Is there a box you haven’t seen? What is that?’ Is waiting for you to ask. Okay. If you want that far…

‘I should never ask.’

There was no particular reason. It’s just because it’s fun to tease her. Saying I’m toxic or abusive, it’s useless even if I try. What about something fun?

-Turbuck, turbuck

I scooped up a glass of cold water and sat down at the table.

-Kulkkak, kkokkkak

And without a word, I just drank water.

“…”

Continued.

-Kulkkak, kkokkkak

…

“Laugh. Yes…”

A demon king whose mouth looks itchy. At this point…

“You know.”

“Oh, yes!”

A look of anticipation appeared on the face of the demon king, who looked anxious about whether he would pass on without asking about the box.

“Rebecca used it roughly, so the tip of the hoe became blunt. I thought I had to sharpen it.”

“…”

“…Why? What’s going on?”

“……. uuu, no. I have to go.”

…

It’s fun. Fun. Anyone who hasn’t done this will never agree. Even if they say it’s childish, evil, even if my name is written in red in Santa’s Death Note, I can’t quit.

The demon king’s pale pink lips twitched slightly. Whether or not to just say it with your own mouth, it is a conflict.

…

What are you doing, me? Childishly. Stop teasing the good devil.

“You know.”

“Yes! Why?”

“Do you have any leftover fried beef jerky?”

“Ah.”

… Great.

I can’t stand this. Looking at the expression of the demon king riding a gyro drop with no cooldown, you can even feel a bit sadistic.

Then, the balls slowly inflated in a scheduled order.

‘…The volume of that cheek… There is still room for this much.’

Teasing the devil is always accompanied by a high thrill. In a documentary he watched when he was on Earth, there was a man who punched the tiger he was raising on the nose. Back then, his life-and-death play seemed foolish… But now you can fathom him.

-Beep

“Then I have to go do the Little Farm Daily Quest.”

-Turbuck, turbuck

When I get up from the chair and turn around, the demon king who couldn’t stand it finally opens his mouth.

“… This, this… Secret prize…”

“Ah, but what is that cup?”

…

-Fishuung

I heard the wind blowing from the devil’s cheek.

“This is a new game!”

“Really? What game is it?”

It’s pretty predictable. Upward elongated cuboid. It felt like Jenga.

“This is a game Nine told me about…”

“No.”

“Why, why!”

The demon king rushed at me and begged me not to do that. It’s a game made by Nine, so it’s obvious without looking at it. It won’t be so insidious. It was obvious that it would be harmful to the demon king, who should grow up seeing only good things.

“Lee, listen first. I made it hard every morning. I mean, it was really hard…”

“…Okay.”

When the demon king pulled out the covered box, Jenga came out as expected. It was Jenga made of paper. Jenga made by folding paper instead of wood, solidifying it with magic, and stacking them up. It reminded me of the demon king who must have groaned all night while making this. Who makes their own Jenga?

“This is it. Hee hee.”

The Demon King waved his arms and eagerly explained the rules of Jenga. The rule was the same, if the block collapsed when pulled, it was a defeat. Unbeknownst to me, for some reason, he told me about a modest game.

“Yes. It will be fun.”

“Yes. So it’s a penalty word. The loser gives the winner something nice. And every time you lose, you have to do something better than before. Understand?”

“… What are you talking about? That is.”

“Umm… For example, I don’t think that’s possible, but I’ll say I like it if I lose to you. And if you lose again, do something better than say you like it.”

“…Nine told me about that, right?”

“Yes.”

I thought so.

“Uh-huh. Sorry to tell you now. You can’t beat me.”

“The day you said that, I always lost and cried. Is your forehead swollen?”

The demon king, who was hit hard, gets angry for a while while giggling, then quickly changes his expression and pretends to be relaxed.

“… Oh, it doesn’t work. It’s okay if you get excited about such words. Listen carefully. I mean, I practiced hard with Jenga. There was a time when I removed all the blocks on both sides, leaving only the skeleton in the middle. In case you don’t believe me, I took a picture too? I’ll show you in a year.”

“… Okay, okay. I will believe you.”

Today’s Demon King looked more confident than usual.

“Then when does the game end?”

“Did I tell you? If you lose, you have to do something that makes you feel better than before. If you can’t think of anything better, you lose.”

“About that rule. Isn’t that too ambiguous? If the other person insists that they are not in a good mood, that’s enough.”

“hehehe. Don’t worry about that Because you show it all in your expression.”

…

“It shows off? I?”

“Yes. When you’re in a good mood, it shows right on your face.”

…

This is the first time. Since when did I have such a rich expression?

“Then we can begin. Because both show off.”

That’s how the game started. There’s nothing more to say, the one who loses in the end will grant the wish of the winner.

The Demon King’s confidence was not a bluff.

– Fits!

A demon king who stably pulls out blocks.

– Took

“Uh hum…”

A demon lord who closes his eyes and fumbles with his fingers at the piled Jenga. Like a dowsing, it’s like someone who has mastered all of Jenga’s geometry and knows where it’s safe.

– Fits!

She is also a success.

And I.

-… Fits

-Puseok

Ah.

“It was caught!”

Since it was made of paper, I couldn’t hear the dripping sound that was typical of wooden blocks. The Demon King smiled and liked it.

“Come on, do something pleasant!”

“… Well.”

Her skill is unusual. She doesn’t know how much she will lose, so she has to carry out very mild penalties.

A compliment that didn’t sound like a compliment came to mind.

“Your footsteps don’t bother me, so I don’t wake up.”

“…”

-Paper weave

Lightning passed by my ear.

“I heard a red dragonfly was flying behind me.”

What a red dragonfly in the middle of winter.

It was her warning not to mess around. I corrected my words with a smile at the demon lord, who had been spouting death for the first time in a while.

“You are cute.”

“Kee hee hee. Pass.”

‘Isn’t this a good pro?’

After that, I slammed 12 rounds.

This is unbelievable. He was a talented person who could win if he wore stockings.

I was grateful that this wasn’t a spanking game, and I was also grateful that the demon king was an attractive woman with a lot to praise.

…

I felt it nonetheless. That the material is slowly drying out.

“I like you as much as 6 seconds.”

“… Um…”

A compliment that she usually liked. However, after receiving 21 compliments earlier, she responded that she was lacking in spirit.

…

This is all I can say in words. From now on, I have to use my body.

-Sseudam, sseudam

He touched the demon king’s head. Then the demon king smiled brightly. Okay sign, I paid the penalty with this.

The demon king who knows no end.

Actually, it is right that I pay the end. Because I’ve never won before.

-… Fits

-Rush!

Ah…..

The 37th game collapsed. I’m on my 37th losing streak.

‘No, does this make sense…’

What on earth can you do with hard practice to be so good at it? Did you put on tires and run on the playground? Or did you put your hand in a boiling cauldron? Demon King was a living legend in the Jenga world.

“Kee-hee-hee-hee! Do it quickly! Hurry.”

The demon lord urged her, her face hot like her carrot, which she hated.

…

It was a big deal. I can’t think of anything more.

“Okay… I’m going to count! Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four…”

Ah, damn it. In the end, even the trump card is used.

“Three, two…”

-Warak

“Ahhh?”

I hugged the demon king.

“…Hee hee… Hee hee.”

“…”

I really screwed up.

Embracing was the last bastion to use at the very end. Because I can’t think of anything better than this.

“Uh-huh. Hee hee.”

The pale pink lips of the demon lord who had just been held are torn apart.

… Lips?

…

What do you think? Baek Dong-ha and Bingshin-ah.

“Kee hee hee. Oh, it’s hot.”

A demon king fanning his face with his palms. For some reason, her face turned red.

“Cooling!”

And when I used magic on her face, it quickly returned to its original cold color. Really like her I don’t know how many times I’ve used that magic right now.

“Uh-huh. Then the thirty-eighth game begins. Let’s build it quickly.”

…

– Tup, Tup

I thought while rebuilding the broken Jenga.

…

‘How do you do that well?’

Apart from the penalty, I even wondered what the source of that overwhelming skill was. Around the time she was building her new Jenga, she asked her.

“You know. What’s the secret?”

“… Huh?”

“What is the secret to doing so well?”

“….. Uh, well?”

… Huh?

Your bastard’s eyes when telling lies.

“Then let’s begin. I’ll do it first.”

This is actually the final version.

If you lose this board…

I intend to surrender and grant her wish.

Because I can’t think of anything else.

…

No, actually, I thought of one for a while.

…

I’m such a spoiled bastard.

I picked it much more carefully than before. My hands are sweating…

– Fits!

‘Nonsense!’

What does that unstoppable hand mean? It’s as if he’s even certain that Jenga will never collapse.

– Took

“Umm…”

Another demon lord putting her finger on the Jenga and closing her eyes. That seems to really work. I’ll try too…

Huh?

Come to think of it, when she’s about to collapse, she always points at her finger.

…

This bastard?

“Kee hee hee. It’s your turn.”

“Hey.”

“… Huh?”

“The thing with her finger. Do you like the effect?”

“Huh? Yes.”

“You like it?”

“…Yes.”

“You like it?”

“…….Yes.”

“Didn’t you use a magic that doesn’t collapse when you put your finger on it? Every dangerous situation.”

“… It’s not.”

“Can I lie to you? What about Christmas?”

“…”

“Did you use magic?”

…

– Fook

The demon king embraced me. And I tried to make the cutest face possible.

“…… hehehe. Sorry.”

“… Sniff… Sniff…”

She gets down on her knees, raises her hand and stands her punishment. To use such an expedient while living and playing games together. You have to be very firm.

“Was it wrong?”

“…Sigh”

“Crying for doing something well. Don’t you answer? Do you want to play alone starting tomorrow?”

“Oh no! I made a mistake… Ugh.”

-Rush!

The Jenga she was holding in her hands collapsed.

“Pile it up again.”

“…Yes.”

Having done it 38 times with a cheat like that. When she went to the devil and the earth, she seemed to be living in a casino.

…

By the way.

It’s not like her. She even uses cowardly tricks.

“If you are going to do it, you will get caught or not. Why did you do that?”

“…Sniff. That, that’s…”

She said. During the weeks of the Nine Party, there was not enough time for the two of us to play. So, I designed it as a game that Nine told me about.

…

I wasn’t unaware that the Demon King had no bad intentions.

This is enough for punishment.

“Hands down.”

“…Yes.”

-Tsudam

“Even if you don’t want to do this, I will do it whenever you want.”

With one stroke of her hair, she smiles as if she had never done that before.

“Ehehehe.”

Does he want to receive expressions of affection like that?

Just because you’re lonely?

…