251 After the war (3)

Sweet cock.

A huge door with a height of 5 meters was opened.

It was the muscular giant with red skin who opened that door and came in.

No, it was simply a monster that was too big to be described as a "giant."

[Hmm?]

Balok shifts his head as he moves from a specially crafted training room for himself.

One of the uninvited came into his house.

[What's going on, Reese?]

"I'm borrowing the kitchen for a while. My house is right next door to the Demon King."

Reese inevitably replied.

In her words, Valoc frowned.

[I can't believe you're renovating someone else's house like this.]

Of course, there was no kitchen in the house that Rain arranged for Balok.

Baloch has nothing to cook, but in the first place, the devil doesn't need a meal himself.

The place that Reese is building right now is a place she's renovated and built.

"Hohoho. This is all for you too."

[... what does that mean?]

When the rains were mentioned, Balok shone his eyes.

Reese kicks her tongue and moves the knife.

Tang. Tang. Red liquid flowed down like blood.

"Have you forgotten what the Demon said before?"

[Hmm?]

Reese spoke with an irritated expression.

"You said that Kim Chi Chi Dog wanted to eat."

[Gi, Chi Chi Dog!]

Balok's eyes grew.

Peel off the skin of the dead beast and rip out the gut.

A food that literally suits the 'Demon King', who brutally slaughters animals with a sharp knife, leaves only good meat to chew, and boils in a bloody red liquid.

After arriving on Earth, I had the opportunity to try it a few times with the recommendation of rainfall, but I still couldn't understand the taste.

[Sulmaris, you..]

Balok looks at her with a slight shiver.

Reese licks the red liquid on the knife with her tongue.

"Hugh. This time I'm going to make that kimchi stew myself and give it to the Demon King."

[…….]

Valoc passed away.

I swore an oath to protect the king, and I hoped to awaken the 'Straggling Armor' to take over the king's love and interest.

I can't believe it came out this way.

[Argh!]

Baloch grips his fist as if furious.

[Not enough to seduce the king with that look!]

It was unfair.

Reese has a breathtakingly beautiful appearance for her status as a Succubus Queen.

How many Demon Kings have you loved using that beautiful look in Hell?

'Just trust this face..!'

Even if he cut off the heads of so many demons to gain the king's allegiance, he could not be compared to Reese.

The Demon King trembled and rejoiced when he only saw Reese's face.

Reese turns her head with a lonely expression.

"Perhaps... because the Demon King doesn't seem to care about his appearance at all."

This time, I could see that even if I gave my heart to a woman named Hansulah, it would not be difficult.

Beautiful looks mean nothing to the king.

It is not the shell of the flesh that can move his mind.

In order to move his mind, he has to go one step further.

"Well, I'm going to be practicing cooking, so you're going to have to work on some useless skills or something."

[Argh...]]

Balok clenches his fist with his lips broken.

Unanimity and jealousy soared.

'Me, too.'

If only I had a beautiful appearance that would mislead the Demon King like Reese.

[Haa.]

A sigh came out of me.

Balok turned around.

'Do what I can.'

What the Demon King wishes for himself is different from that of Reese.

All you can do now is become a king's shield and become a king's sword.

[Later....]

Balok turns his head.

[Tell me how to make a kimchi dog.]

He said in a crawling voice.

Reese laughs with her mouth closed.

"Huhu. Got it. Don't look like an abandoned puppy. But even if I tell you..."

Do you think the Demon King would like it more than I do?

[…….]

Valoc remained silent on her ensuing questions.

The fact that if you make the same kimchi chips as each other, then Reese, who has a more beautiful appearance than any other woman, will certainly get more attention.

[... damn it!]

Baloch once again heads to the retreat, spitting a harsh curse.

I picked up the communicator the Demon King gave me and contacted someone.

There is a limit to practicing alone.

Hello? Hello?

[Human. I have something to propose.]

The voice of a familiar young man has now been heard through the communicator.

[Come with me.]

The red muscles, which were intuitive in combat, swelled up.

* * *

"Let's see...."

Rain sat on a relaxing couch and spread out the documents he had received from Guyana.

[Post-war report of the Russian Federation.]

[Death of 3812 players.]

"…."

The rains that handed over the paperwork filled my tongue.

There are roughly 10,000 Guardians that fly around the world and bring players together.

Close to half of the players died in one battle.

'It was a war worth it.'

He is not almighty.

It cannot prevent a single fatality from emerging from widespread large-scale combat.

It was anticipated that great sacrifices would follow from the time of preparing for war.

'Still.'

It's actually bitter that almost half the numbers are dead.

There are candidates who want to join the Guardians after this war, but it will take a long time to recruit and grow talent.

'At least the good thing is.'

There were no major casualties in the heavenly unit, which could be said to be the Guardians' most important force, and in the 1st group that Grace turned off.

Most of the casualties were players who were swept away and killed in the second landslide.

[Name and level of the deceased player.]

* Player Name: Kwon Ojin (Level: 78)

* Player Name: Hikigaya Hotchman (Level: 82)

* Player Name: William Smith (Level: 76)

…….

"Smith?"

Someone's name was stepped on when I was checking the list of deaths.

"Smith, you bastard."

After all, without proposing to Anna..

Rain sighed deeply and mourned Smith.

'Why are you saying that..'

At this point, you might say karma.

Rain heard the smartphone with a bitter heart.

Oh, yeah. What's the matter, Mr. Rain?

Park Hyun-woo.

A person who was a team leader in the Human Resources team of the Red Rose Guild and scouted in recognition of his abilities since the creation of Guardians.

Now I am an executive who manages compensation for the bereaved families of warriors or grants sent from various countries.

"This is William Smith on the list of warriors."

Wait a minute. Oh, there you are. You're an Englishman. Do you know him?

Park Hyun-woo asked carefully.

"No. It's not like that, but I'm going to ask you to speed up the compensation process."

He died with a lover who promised to marry him.

I wouldn't even care if I didn't know, but I wanted to give him some consideration as long as it came into his eyes.

'Well, I don't care about this kind of thing.'

Don't you think you're acting all of a sudden when you're not feeling well?

That's the way it feels right now.

The problem with Reese, the problem with Satan, was solved, and I wanted to do something I didn't want to do.

Wait a minute. Hmm... I've already finished processing the reward.

"Is that so?"

Yes, I heard the name Smith from somewhere. Anna came to Guardians Headquarters and received all the compensation. Mr. Smith's will also said that he would transfer all of his property to Anna.

"I see..."

I had a reluctant feeling.

Exactly. Anna and her husband came and took all the compensation.

"Yes?"

Husband?

Anna and Smith used to have a friendship... I don't have anything else written on my will. Is there a problem?

"No. That's... Nothing."

Rain hung up.

After the war with his men, I remembered his face to propose to Anna.

'Smith!!!'

Is this really the bitter taste of reality?

No matter how I think about it, I only think Anna was fooled by a woman.

'The reality is the gutter.'

I'd rather be glad Smith died without knowing this.

Rain covered the list of fatalities and mourned him for a while.

"Well..."

Honestly, it didn't really matter.

What does Smith's life have to do with the gutter or whatever?

'All I had to do was be okay.'

Rain reflected on his life these days.

An ideal life, literally, with no worries.

A life of money and white water that seems to be painted with no one to call home all day long.

What a perfect life you don't even have to work for.

Working creates a sense of life?

You think you're the happiest at work?

Bullshit.

The more he says that, the more he wins the lottery, the more he'll throw it right in the boss's face.

"Hhhhhhh."

Rain lay on the couch and spread the base.

'Of course.'

It's not all over yet.

The Demon Church's remnants remained and other archdukes should be investigated as well.

The relationship with angels is also subtle and disturbs the spirit that is located in 'Abyss'.

'There's something I need to do right now.'

What's before your eyes is to practice dealing with the power of Satan, the power of annihilation, while increasing Magi control.

In fact, there was a lot of work to do.

"Still."

It takes a little bit of time to enjoy this.

Rain lay on the couch and closed its eyes.

Hee-dong.

It was then.

"... Are you here already?"

Echidna and Diarrhea, and even her mother, remained alone in the house because they went out to buy clothes together.

The rains rolled their heads and went out to the porch.

I opened the door.

Sweet cock.

"I missed you. My king, my love..."

Boom!!

I closed the door urgently.

"Huff, huff, huff."

The hand that grabbed the doorknob shook less.

'What, what, all of a sudden.'

The appearance of Reese in front of the porch is not from Kurosaki glass, but from a demonic state with green tentacles and 18 red eyes.

'Why, why the hell, Shiva, why is that again?'

She must have noticed that she had extreme trauma on her face.

If I didn't, I wouldn't be so gentle if I came in recently.

'There's no light.'

The end of the nightmare,

I should have come.

Stab him.

"Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho. You're still a lot of shame."

A green tentacle filled with mucus escaped through the door.

Chalk. Reese shows up with the door lock tightly locked.

"What's going on?"

The rains were carefully stepped back and asked.

Reese gives out the pot in her hand.

"Hehe. I made it myself."

She blushes her cheeks as if ashamed and smiles widely.

It was a terrible smile that seemed to come out of a nightmare.

"This is…."

I've smelled familiar in the pot.

The rains glittered in the eyes and accepted the pot.

"Kim Chi Chi Dog."

"Hohohoho. You used to say you wanted to eat since the time the Demon King was in hell."

"Yes, but..."

I must eat once a day after coming to Earth anyway.

Reese twists her body and speaks as if embarrassed.

"I heard that Mr. Sula is good at cooking, but... I wanted to make it for you myself. So I've been practicing hard for a while."

Short elasticity flowed out. I could see why my recent contact had been delayed.

Rain saw a therapeutic band on her finger made of green tentacles.

'This is another act.'

Feeding laughter flowed out.

Well, I don't know where it was picked up, but Rain knew she wouldn't be hurt by a knife.

"Thank you."

The rain faintly smiled and moved the pot to the table.

Reese has often followed him on steps.

When I saw her glittering eyes, I felt guilt pushed away.

'Suddenly I'm sorry again.'

I regretted closing the door as soon as I saw her standing in front of the front door.

"Well, I'll eat well."

"Tell me if you want to eat as much as you want. I've done a lot at home."

"Haha. Okay."

Sweet cock.

Rain brought white rice from the kitchen and started eating kimchi in earnest.

'Oh.'

Rain that ate Kim Chi Chi Dog lit up his eyes.

"Delicious?"

Compared to the kimchi chip made by Hansulah, it was delicious without a touch of hand.

Rain looked at Reese as if it were amazing.

It must have been harder than imagined for a demon with little taste to do this.

"Wonderful."

I smiled at the mouth.

Massage.

"Huh?"

At that time, I felt something different in my mouth.

The chewy feeling of chewing seafood, such as octopus, not meat.

"What did you put in your kimchi dog?"

"Oh, that."

Reese smiles darkly.

'Uh, shit, hold on.'

The look of rain hardened.

Something ominous.

A very ominous feeling touched his back.

"It's my secret recipe."

Chuckles.

Reese winked with nine of the 18 eyes closed.

The ominous feeling grew even bigger.

'No.'

The hand of rain trembled less.

'That can't be...' '

Therapeutic bands attached to Reese's green tentacles were once again visible.

No demon can be wounded by a knife.

But it is.

What if I cut it on purpose?

"Oh, no!!"

Bang, I rushed down the table and got up.

No, I'm not.

It can't be.

No way.

No matter how much she is.

The rain bowed and looked down at the pot.

There's a lot of people there.

"Oops."

It clogs my mouth.

Naturally, the words came to mind.

'The reality is….'

A gutter.

"Uweaeaeaeaeaeaeaee."