32. The wise general and the moment that belongs only to the devil
Style:
Gaming
Author:
Mr. Water MonsterWords: 1278Update Time: 24/02/20 16:16:28
"Then, I'm off."
Li Mo waited on the devil and got on the carriage borrowed from the little fox. He skillfully took the reins and bid farewell to the little fox.
He originally planned to chat with the little fox for a while, but if he stayed any longer, the Demon King would make a big fuss. In order not to make things troublesome, he declined the little fox's invitation to stay with them overnight. A carriage came and left straight away.
The little fox waved slightly at Li Mo's back, his eyes showing heartbreaking loneliness.
"Is this really good, my friend?"
The werewolf appeared silently behind the little fox holding an umbrella, and the little fox was completely unaware of his aura.
The little fox glared at him fiercely, seeming a little annoyed by his behavior: "As expected of a wolf, your taste is really bad."
"Speaking of which, isn't it the same for you? How old are you, why are you still playing trials?"
The werewolf smiled, and the exposed fangs gave him an inexplicable sense of majesty.
"I just want to see if this Lord Demon King is someone who can make Lord Limo devote himself to me."
"What's the result?"
"It's not possible at all, but... at least it's okay to stay with him."
The little fox's answer didn't seem to surprise the werewolf, because he felt the same way. He narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction the two left, but the two had already disappeared into the neon of the city that never sleeps.
"I also had a lot of fun this time."
The werewolf said with a smile.
...
"Are you still angry?"
Li Mo drove the carriage without looking away from the front, but he still knew that the Lord Demon King sitting in the cargo box must have a livid face.
"How can Yu not be angry? Yu worked so hard to come to you, but you are happily making love to that stinky fox."
The Demon King yelled, attracting disdainful looks from the passers-by around him.
Li Mo tried not to pay attention to the people next to him, but there was still an awkward smile on his face: "There is no such thing as me and me."
"How can there be?! They are all "Ah——"! They are "Ah——"!"
There was resentment in the Demon King's eyes, and he imitated Li Mo and the little fox in a weird way.
"That's what you're struggling with. How should I put it? The little fox is a former colleague of Demon King City. I owe her a lot of love. Most of this was forced."
"Hmph, who cares about you?"
The Demon King pushed his head against Li Mo's back. It seemed that he was sad rather than angry. Li Mo, who was often by her side, could certainly see that. He turned around and smiled at the Demon King with some distress. :
"It's rare to come to Kaguya City. After the matter is settled tomorrow, I will accompany the Demon King to go shopping on the streets. I will agree to whatever you ask for."
"real?"
The Demon King leaned back against Li Mo's body and asked dully.
"Of course, I never lie."
"Then I will make a request now."
The Demon King hugged his legs and curled up, burying half of his face between his legs.
"Okay, only one."
"From tomorrow onwards, A-li will belong to only Yu for the rest of his life."
The usually ferocious beast was now like a lamb waiting to be fed, but its requests were more willful than usual, which made Li Mo laugh.
"Stinky Ali, why are you laughing?"
"D-I'm not smiling, huh—"
"You are just smiling."
"It's really not true. It's just your imagination, Lord Demon King. I have received strict training, huh huh."
"Stop laughing, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"
...
The Demon King's mood was always as changeable as the sky in June. She was laughing happily when she was playing with Li Mo. The horse in front of her made a whirring sound, as if to express her gratitude to the noisy two people. have no choice.
"I will ask for your advice from now on, Demon King."
"Does that need to be said?"
Under the starry sky, which indicated that the weather would be good tomorrow, the Demon King pulled the wise general's cheek from behind.
Her hands are small but warm.