Chapter 137.1

(EP-137.1) Exam Time #5

137 – Imps And Exam Time #5

Blood trickled down the middle finger of my left hand.

The wound was not particularly painful or deep, but still, it was not a good sight to see yourself bleeding.

On the contrary, the surrounding Imps were more flustered than the injured.

“Blood, he’s bleeding...! He might die...!”

“How scary...!”

Were they afraid of blood?

It might be possible.

Marmar seemed to be the same way. Her tail anxiously wagged as she looked at my nicked finger.

“Wait! I’ll bandage it right away!”

“A bandage? It’s okay, that’s not necessary, I’ll just lick-.”

Pajijik.

Then an idea suddenly flashed in my mind. I now got the blood I wanted, couldn’t I feed this to Marmar?

“Actually, I have a cut in my mouth. Marmar, can you lick it for me instead?”

“Huh-!?”

It was weird to ask someone to lick your finger. But the broadminded Marmar might not refuse.

In fact, Marmar did not refuse and immediately put my finger in her mouth.

With that, feeding my blood to Marmar was a success.

But now, I wondered, what would happen next?

“Has the bleeding stopped?”

Marmar removed her mouth from my hand and examined it. She even put a band-aid on. However, nothing happened in the end.

‘What?’

Was the method wrong?

Maybe it was my fault for believing Gargar’s nonsense...

I wondered if Professor Balan knew how the baptism could work. I’d need to ask her later.

* * *

We had a very late dinner because of all the things that happened. However, Marmar’s fried pork cutlet was very tasty and the satisfaction was high.

Marmar was teasing me.

She was indeed a mischievous little devil.

She then said.

“I’m sorry. But I really thought I could hear the Demon King’s voice.”

“Really?”

“Really! I wanted to ask a question!”

Marmar had something to ask the Demon King? Out of curiosity, I asked what it was.

“What did you want to ask? If you don’t want to say, you don’t have to.”

“No, it’s fine, it’s not really a big secret! What I wanted to ask was....”

“What?”

“... I changed my mind, I won’t say!”

“What? You’re just teasing me?”

“That’s right! Actually, I also like to trick others. I’m an Imp!”

Marmar smiled slyly, but her cheekiness gradually died down.

“Really, I just wanted to ask if I’m doing well?”

“If you are doing well?”

“Yes! I am working hard. However, I don’t know if this is really the right way. What if all the effort I’m putting in turns out to be meaningless?”

“Hmm. I see...”

Marmar seemed to be worried about the direction in which she was living.

If the Demon King were to suddenly appear and say, “Marmar, you are doing well,” it would bring great relief to Marmar’s heart.

So, I decided to speak this on his behalf.

“Marmar, you are doing well.”

“Really!?”

“That’s right. If I were in the same position as you, I don’t think I could live as diligently as you are right now.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, I’m pretty sure. I might not have a tail, but I can swear on it!”

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