My Wife Is the Devil

#my wife is the devil (24)

There is a saying that ‘memories are the most beautiful when they remain as memories’.

It was a bittersweet word that contained a life experience that adults would normally say, and that little children would not understand.

Enin, too, had heard those words when he was young and felt unbearably saddened.

‘… … In the old days, I thought those words were very harsh.’

And one day, ‘Adults are too hard on themselves.’ Recalling the words that made me think, the words that came out of the mouths of adults involuntarily like lamentations.

A priest of the Telmere Church and the only friend of the saint’s daughter, Cecil.

Enin Kaitel, the third inquisitor of the cult, ironically realized that he had become an adult.

‘… … I think I know now. exactly. It is right that memories remain as memories.’

Feeling the roughness felt from the unnamed black flower stalk tickling her fingertips, Enin declared her child’s defeat.

Looking forward to the reunion with Cecil, who had only betrayed her, she devoted herself to training endlessly and obtained the title of Special Inquisitor.

The woman who looked forward to meeting her memories more than anyone else in the world.

In the end, it could not withstand the winds and waves of the world and sank.

Who the hell has raised her into such a boring adult?

“… … Julius becomes my master. I will become the master of Julius.”

“… … .”

“It becomes the current mother-in-law. You become a bad woman.”

“… … .”

“I go on a honeymoon with Julius. Closely with Julius, he is locked up in the house forever.”

“… … .”

… … what? no really what? Was it really that bad in the first place?

The woman who could be said to be the mastermind.

No, the devil was currently running a flower shop in front of Enin’s eyes.

Why isn’t there such a thing?

What teenage girls usually do. It’s the incomprehensible act of an older brother who has a crush on him, using the petals to tell whether he likes him or not.

‘What the hell are you doing? Live and live, watching the devil run the flower shop. Is it time to die?’

It is meaningless, and even if you know the number of petals, you can manipulate the result, but if you are dyed with the unique freshness of an adolescent girl, it will transform into a sweet moment of love.

flower shop.

When Enin was also in unrequited love at one time (the opponent was Julius, of course), he would often do strange things like that while plucking a flower that had bloomed in the field.

It was not to the extent that he could not understand the behavior of the devil who was trembling in front of his eyes.

‘How old are you? .’

Of course, if a demon with an estimated age of 2,000 would act like that, the story is a little different.

The devil, who was contemporaneous with the biblical character Telmere, squatted on the floor like a teenage sissy and floundered.

‘I can’t believe it.’

As Enin was unaware of Cecil’s complicated timeline, she was simply astonished to see Cecil’s crappy flower shop, whose contents change every time she opens her mouth.

… … In fact, even if you say you know the details, it doesn’t change that it’s a shocking cliché.

“I die with Julius. I am hated by Julius… .”

“… … .”

‘Yeah, just hold on like that. Don’t make an accident, please be so quiet.’

Still, it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you stayed still while doing nonsensical things like a flower shop.

It was much more profitable for Enin to remain as a foolish demon who believed in superstitions when his slender hands that tear off those petals one by one would stick to his chin.

Cracking the memories of a beautiful girlhood would be very cheap for the price.

But unfortunately for Enin.

She forgot one big fact.

It is her friend and daughter of the saint.

The fact that the incumbent high-ranking devil, Cecil Lionelta, is a spontaneous and impulsive woman, and the fact that, despite her straight face, she makes a lot of mistakes.

“Oh, no. This is invalid!”

Cecil’s shoulders, which had been curled up like a ball bug, squatting and burying my face in their knees, suddenly trembled.

The leaves of the mysterious black flower that had bloomed on the spot by magic fell to the ground. Her long, slender arms swung back and forth in the air.

“… ? invalidity?”

It must have been that he said something strange while he was running a stupid flower shop.

“Invalid, invalid! I can’t even give up! I’d rather make it completely mine if it’s taken away by another bitch–!”

I will– I will– I will–

“… Washroom.”

… … It’s really the same thing you do.

The point was stupid, and what he was doing was stupid.

However, for some reason, Enin’s appearance was not absurd.

When I see that childish figure who can’t pay for a night, somehow it feels like I’ve gone back to the old days.

Because precious memories with friends seemed to seep into my heart again.

‘This is not this!’ Enin’s mouth slowly opened, feeling the warmth and scent of the old days from Cecil, who was in agony with a face like that.

“… … Are you really Cecil?”

with their own wishes.

I tried calling out the name of a friend I was proud of in the past.

“… … Enin.”

A truly sad voice.

Even though he knew that the woman in front of him was a demon, Cecil gently turned his head to the side in response to the question of an old friend’s wish that came out of his heart.

“no way… Are you really Cecil?”

“… … .”

“yes? Answer me… please.”

Not inside the wall that resembled the clear blue sky of someday.

The image of an old friend is reflected in the dark wall resembling the dark night sky, the symbol of the devil.

‘hair. It’s short.’

He sneaks into the dormitory shared by Julius and Kramsgi when they were young.

If Julius had to be honest, when he heard that he likes women with long straight hair, he cut his heart out for the brown hair that resembled him.

When the hell did I cut my hair? That idiot still has short hair. I used to like to curl my hair like that.

“… … Enin. Come here for a second.”

‘no.’ If you hear that answer, you gently stretch out your arms towards your childhood friend, who is making an expression that looks like he’s about to cry. Cecil smiled faintly.

“… … Yes!”

Because that appearance seemed to affirm Enin’s wish. Because he felt that he was the right answer.

Even knowing that it was an illusion created by the devil.

She looked at the fingertips of the terrifyingly beautiful woman in front of her now, and approached Cecil as if ‘enchanted’.

“hair. Why didn’t you bring it up?”

As she leaned down gently to match Cecil’s eye level, who was squatting, a hand that seemed beautiful to the same woman caressed Enin’s hair.

“… that, that’s it it’s because you hate it Because Julius likes women with long hair. You told me to go with short hair, looking at me with the same brown hair.”

—Enin! Get your hair cut right now!

─Uh, huh? hair suddenly? why? Oh, no. That’s not okay! Hair is a woman’s life-

cack.

snip.

Lying in the dormitory of the Inquisitor Training Center.

Recalling Cecil as a girl who came to her while enjoying her leisurely break and pointed scissors at her, Enin smiled vaguely.

“… … Huh. then that thing You still remember.”

Cecil also slightly twisted the corners of his mouth while putting a meaningful sound in his mouth.

It was a smile that seemed to be part of a plan, but Enin, who had fallen into the illusion that he was reunited with his one and only precious friend (of course, it was true), did not notice this.

“All right, of course not! Ooh, we’re friends. alter ego! I remember all the precious memories I made with you.”

“Ugh. Yes, memories.”

“Of course, after Julius got involved, the atmosphere has become a bit bloody, but there are many things that were fun in the past… … .”

‘Oh, I see. Happy memories with Cecil… … .’

was there?

After brushing your hair a few times. Now, as he felt Cecil’s hand stroking his swollen tomato-like cheeks, Enin thought of a small question.

‘Why not? We’ve been friends since we were born. We had the same hair color when we were young, so you heard the sisters’ voices?’

… … by the way. Come to think of it, didn’t Cecil really hate it? I think I was just ranting about dyeing my hair.

“… … nin. I am sorry.”

“Yes? What?”

“It’s the hair.”

“… … ah.”

However, such a small question was buried in Cecil’s shaky voice and quickly buried deep in his head.

Well, what happened in the past? Although the friendship had been seriously damaged by a crush on the same man, Enin was delighted to have restored his relationship with Cecil again.

‘… … washroom. Actually, I was forced to cut my hair. You had it in mind.’

All of a sudden, he had completely forgotten the fact that Cecil in front of him was a mimic of the devil.

In the first place, it was the real person who was not in a mimicry, so it was natural if it was natural.

“It’s okay, it’s okay! In the past, of course, it was a bit pricey, but now it’s more convenient!”

Towards Cecil, whose corners of her eyes were curved as if she was a little, no, very sad.

Enin waved his hand as if it was nothing special.

“… … Enin.”

on that look.

Looking at the young woman who chose friendship rather than love, who smiled as if it was nothing special even though she had cut her hair that she had grown preciously like a treasure.

washroom.

“What are you talking about? I don’t really regret cutting your hair, do I?”

He revealed his true color that had been hidden for a very short time.

The voice, which had been shaky and shriveled up until a while ago, has regained its original tone again.

“… … uh, huh?”

uh?

And only then, Enin belatedly recalls a fact that he had inadvertently forgotten.

‘… … Come to think of it. me.’

You’ve always lived your life being bullied by Cecil, haven’t you?

Rather than being friends, his relationship with Cecil was closer to that of a high-status princess and a humble maid.

The fact that one’s life always ends in being bullied by Cecil.

I remembered it really late.

“It’s what I regret. there is only one Why did I only think of this now? I am only sorry for myself.”

arrogant It is also self-righteous.

It was far from the saint Erman wanted. It exudes an intense tone like a tyrant queen.

Cecil grabbed Enin’s face with the hand that was stroking Enin’s cheek.

“I, you possessed me—”

Only then did Enin fully grasp the current situation.

Realizing that her mind had been loosed by the voice of a high-ranking demon, she shouted at Cecil belatedly, but was unable to finish her words due to Cecil’s unimaginable grip.

“–Keep!”

Beyond the level of not being able to finish speaking, some frogs squealed and even blew up an annoying sound.

Although it was Enin who had the title of Special Inquisitor, even that Julius could not be the opponent of the current Cecil, who was stepping into a state of transcendence.

“Why did I only notice this now? No, should I be glad that I noticed it even now?”

“town! town!”

“If I had noticed later, it would have been a really big deal. No matter how much the country is now, if you are distracted by something else while fighting that bitch from Arnhill, you might lose.”

“town! town!”

‘scared! It’s really scary!’

Holding Enin’s face tight.

Seeing Cecil muttering only what he had to say without even paying attention to whether he was choking or not, Enin was feeling terrified.

‘Gee, are you really trying to kill me? Wasn’t that bitch the devil, not Cecil? No, but Cecil was really trying to kill me, right? So is that true?’

Doubts about Cecil’s identity and the horrors of the current situation mingled in his mind, and the taste began to fade.

Unlike Cecil, who has blue eyes that are different from the color of his hair, Enin’s eyes, which have brown eyes that are the same color as mine, twitched.

“Why did I notice this now? Something so important.”

“town! town!”

Well, yes or no.

Cecil, not caring about Enin’s fear, simply stared at Enin’s ‘somewhere’.

He only spoke of self-blame and self-blame about why he had not noticed this until now.

“It was a mistake. a woman like me How could a demon my size miss out on such a basic thing.”

What is the real thing that disturbed the nerves of Cecil, who was standing at the crossroads of whether to cross the line or not to shatter Julius’ dream of becoming Julius’s current wife?

Although he felt the fear of death, the focus returned to Enin’s eyes, which had been shaken wildly by Cecil’s words that made him curious.

‘What, what? What the hell are you missing? ho, maybe. Do I have some great power too? Like Julius and Cryl, did I have a great power sleeping?’

Desperately recalling the ‘something’ he had that made the high-level demon’s eyes turn.

Enin secretly had high expectations of himself.

After all, everyone in the world wants to be special.

“… … color of color.”

But, very sadly, there was no hidden power in a woman named Enin.

There wasn’t anything particularly special about it.

“town?”

Cecil, something that Enin had that caught the eyes of a demon of a different scale.

“… hair color. Brown like me.”

“?”

“You’re the same brown as me! overlap! Why did you notice this now?!”

“Ugh!”

It was the hair color.

presumably. Probably about a fifth of all women in the world have brown hair, but what kind of devil is a woman named Cecil who cares about that?

“Okay, that’s a big deal. We have to make some magic right now! The magic of changing the hair color of every woman with brown hair around the world!”

“Ugh! Oops! Whoa!”

Suddenly, the great shinwi magic that even covered the eyes of God was in danger of being used for the first time to dye women’s hair.

Cecil, who is on the verge of unleashing a world-wide embellishment magic at any moment, is like, ‘What nonsense is that!’ He gently ignored Ansila’s words, who was spitting out a scream.

“Julius likes brown hair. Are you always stroking my hair whenever you have time? So you’re saying you can pet other women’s hair as long as they’re brown!”

It’s probably crossing the line. I think I put more energy than I thought into whether or not to do this.

Now even the system of logic has collapsed. Shindong, who was called the banal nickname of Ice Princess while attending the academy, was nowhere to be found.

“Ugh!”

‘Yeah! Because you are my wife! Of course I would do that kind of skinship! Don’t force yourself, you crazy devil!’

Her one and only friend to the demon who shows a creepy stupid appearance.

Enin screamed inwardly, but Cecil trembled in his eyes and hurriedly prepared to start the magic.

“Ubbvv!”

‘What a bitch, really!’

On the subject I hated myself for not believing in Julius just a while ago.

As soon as you turn around, you’re making an absurd force.

Seriously, how the hell did Julius lead a blissful marriage?

How the hell did women become so in love with such a woman?

All of the high-ranking demons are all like this, so maybe one screw is missing somewhere.

… … In other ways, it was terrifying.

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“… … phew. I feel a little more at ease now.”

“Heh heh. Hey, I can’t get married now. How can you get married like this!”

Whoops.

Finally, after 5 minutes of that, Enin.

After being forced to dye his hair half black and half white, he was able to be freed from Cecil’s grip.

“… … Whoa, even the eyes are half and half! what’s this!”

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Maybe it’s because Julius likes brown itself, so he also changed the color of his eyes. half black and white.

That too,

permanently.

forever.

until the death.

It made my hair grow to the shoulder length forever.

“It’s fine. You can do it. I believe in Julius. If it were him, he would surely follow me, who became so strong. Even if you say you can’t keep up, Jeong. If you take him to any uninhabited island, surely nothing scary will happen. Besides, there’s a Ray too? you are mom Mom is strong. Mom can do it!”

“… … .”

Even so, the mind of a demon who has reached the divine status of Cecil has been calmed by the equivalent exchange. From a national perspective, it would be a pretty cheap sacrifice.

“… … Now, take a closer look. pretty good thing… Is it the same?”

No.

are you just okay? Is it nicer than you think?

… … Maybe it wasn’t the sacrifice itself.

‘Play with each other.’ The word did not come about for nothing.

Enin trembled at my lips and looked back at my hair in the mirror.

She had been arguing with Julius about how on earth to handle the cemetery or to love her, but in the end, she was also not normal.

In the beginning, Cecil Lionelta was the only friend of a woman. It was only natural that what was normal was strange.

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