My Wife Is the Devil

#my wife is the devil

Walking in the midst of an eternally repeating, impermanent time.

Erman used to think of one day in the winter all of a sudden.

In the midst of a war, when the chilly winter air freezes the lungs, and the stench of demons covered in corpses pierced the nostrils.

I used to think of the winter when I first met a very small newborn baby, calling myself with a ridiculous cry, ‘Bye-ah-ah-‘.

I thought it was salvation.

He took pity on himself, who had lost his love, and thought it was God’s last friendship line.

If you look at the tiny hand of a child wrapped in a small swaddling bag, moving with filth.

worries and worries.

sadness and regret.

all. Because it was overlaid with radiant happiness.

I just knew it would last forever.

I always thought it was a small child in my arms.

‘Dad! I want to get married! I’m going to marry Julius!’

But when did you grow up like that?

Oh yeah… … . When did you become an adult?

But is that wolf good enough?

Do you want his love to the point of defiling your own dazzling wings?

“If you really want it. If you want love with him… . You should listen.”

… … I don’t like it though.

But what to do?

only to listen

Without him, my life is of no use.

You showed me that it is a love that will never stop, even if it repeats itself over and over again.

How can you prevent this by becoming a parent?

How can a cute little boy move his tiny little foot so hard to grab what he wants to grab with his tiny hand?

… … So wash up.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My lovely daughter

I’m going to let you go now.

Not a saint who is praised by everyone.

The life of a wretched devil. I will admit that you chose to live a life with only one man’s love.

But only this.

This one must never be forgotten. don’t give up

No matter how dirty it was.

Even if it was covered in filth.

Even though he is called the devil, Jung.

The fact that you will always be me, the only daughter of Saint Erman.

The soot that has polluted your dazzling wings, the fact that you are a proof of the sublime love of a human being.

never forget it

Be proud of yourself. don’t regret it

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My last wish, that’s all.

… … .

***

… … A vague feeling, as if it had been dreaming for a long time.

Breathing in the cold morning air, he said, ‘Oh. A little bit, a little bit more I want to sleep’, a familiar feeling I often feel in bed.

“… … The curse has been released.”

When the throne was destroyed by Julius, the curse of eternal sleep was lifted, and Cecil was finally transformed into a body instead of an alter ego.

She had completely forgotten what she had been absorbed in a while ago, and without seeing the scene where the doll with a piece of her soul was delivered to her, she felt the sensation of her real body, the curse of which had been lifted, and gently pinched my cheeks.

“… … It hurts.”

Raising a slender hand that seemed impossible to lift even a small handbag, he pinched his handsomely naked cheek, and felt a pleasant softness in his fingertips.

It felt more like an itch than a pain.

But for some reason, Cecil felt his chest tingle at the touch of his fingertips on his cheek. I felt a stabbing pain in my heart.

Why?

It must be a day to be proud of.

After this work was over, I was finally able to make the second child with Julius, whom I had been longing for.

Somehow I’m not happy

rather sad. It feels like tears are flowing.

“… … Hey, what do you think?”

No matter how much I think about it, I can’t figure out the answer.

Why are you feeling sad right now?

So let’s ask Even if you try to grunt on your own, you don’t know what you don’t know.

In such a case, it would not be a bad idea to ask for help from others.

Why, isn’t there a saying that even a cat’s hand is borrowed? I’m not sure if this is the right word to use.

“… … .”

“yes? Enin. If you were my one and only friend, I think you might know. It’s also because we had a fight over the same man at one time.”

In order to seduce Julius, she was confined to the library when she was a girl and practiced hard, but now she is completely lost in her body. Slowly bowing her head, letting her messy hair naturally behind her ears, Cecil knelt in front of him and spoke with a soft voice to the heretical inquisitor who was wriggling with his fingers.

“… … .”

“… … Enin? I hope you can answer me quickly. That I’m not very good-natured. Are you familiar with it?”

Did you not hear me talking to you in a very low voice? The sight of Enin wiggling his fingers while looking at my knee without answering was a little annoying, so Cecil frowned as he frowned at his beautiful brow.

If there is nothing to say again, I implicitly put my will to show the previous ‘demonistic deeds’ again.

“… … Yes? uh. right. right. Cecil has a dirty personality! yes! A real dog-”

“… … .”

“Oh, no? Actually, Cecil’s personality is not dirty. Oh, how nice the room is. As if an angel came down from heaven… … No, no. You are better than an angel, are you a devil?”

Enin, who had been distracted by the call of a high-ranking demon that pierced my ear and chilled the chatter, only then shook his head and spoke gibberish in a hurry.

Enin tries to please Cecil by waving his hand gestures here and there.

Her cheeks were like those of a red, swollen tomato, unlike Cecil’s, which was pure white and soft.

It was a sad affair that could not be seen without tears.

“Enin. I’m sure I asked why I’m sad now. If you are asked a question, I think you should answer it. It’s not like your arrogant father-in-law.”

Of course, who has no equal interest in all beings in the world except Julius (except for the fire fox, because all the fire foxes who try to covet Julius hate them equally.) I don’t care what the ex-boyfriend’s ex-boyfriend who desperately flirts with while holding onto it.

Because the only things that filled Cecil’s head right now were feelings of anxiety, worry, and sadness for the missing Julius.

Because I just want to solve this incomprehensible phenomenon that has been stabbing my chest for a while.

Just with an expressionless, languid expression. It is only to reveal the lumber of the evil woman, which he would never show to Julius.

‘You really are crazy. Mimicked demons, nabals, and brats are the same as ever. How do I know why you are sad? Ah-oh.’

And Enin, who was dealing with Cecil as the villain right in front of her eyes, was pouring out double lust towards the devil who could be called the crystal of absurdity in her heart.

“… … Enin? Now I feel like my patience is slowly running out. If you don’t answer within the next 30 seconds. I’ll make you like those bastards out there.”

What the hell is so sad? Even though it’s Enin who wants to cry now, not Cecil.

Tears began to form in Cecil’s beautiful eyes, as if they were made of polished jewels.

Her voice, chasing for absurd answers, began to get wet.

Of course, the content of the words his voice evoked was far from sadness.

“Ah Okay. Got it! Wait a minute, wait a minute!”

No matter how you look at it, Enin waved his arms in a hurry at Cecil’s terrifying threat, as if he was just looking for an excuse to get rid of him.

‘Wow, if you get one more hit here, you’ll really die. I’m really dying!’

after that. Glancing at the terrible scene behind his back, he desperately began to roll his head.

‘I’m sorry, Edward. I’m sorry, friends. I’m so weak, I’m sorry I couldn’t defeat that crazy demon.’

The scene that unfolded behind Enin’s back was literally a tomb.

A large mound made of the bodies of heretical inquisitors.

The old enemy of the Telmere Church, the place where the brave people who rushed to subdue the high-ranking demons closed their eyes.

It was such a sight that there was no other way to describe it other than the word “tomb”.

“… … I didn’t really kill Why are you making such a fuss… . huh! Maybe this is also a ruse? Is it a bad trick to make me a bad devil that kills people and make me divorce Julius?”

“Oh no! It can’t be! You and you are the only women suitable for Yu and Julius.”

“… … joy! ok to know The other fire foxes should know that sooner or later.”

“… … .”

what really

this devil. Are you a fool?

Of course, Enin’s companions didn’t actually lose their lives. Before they were allies of a fire fox called Enin, they were also Julius’s direct subordinates.

Cecil’s merciful hand, who thought that if he killed them, he might be hated by Julius, but he was holding his breath for a while.

Well, if the next day comes, when I open my eyes, my whole body will throb like death.

It wouldn’t be a bad ending for a spear knife that was put into Cecil’s body, which he had been caring for only for Julius.

‘Mr. Lee! Seriously, does it make sense to say that there are demons in the world that do not allow divine flames to penetrate? It’s natural to burn if you get hit by a flame! Why don’t you ride! And again, why are you suddenly trying to shed tears?! I really don’t understand! It’s scary!’

And the special Inquisitor Enin, who unwittingly benefited the most from Cecil’s gentle (?) heart, who had mercy in his hands, was losing his mind by the overwhelming power of a high-ranking demon he had tasted for the first time in his life.

Defeating the ten elite heretic inquisitors of the Telmere Church, without even allowing them to be wounded as much as Turk, using only physical skills, without bringing out the devil’s main specialty, magic.

A subject that overwhelmed us by showing off such a different kind of force. A subject with fear engraved deep in his bones to prevent him from uttering the word ‘dirty devil’ at himself.

All of a sudden, I’m standing far away, don’t I blink my eyes, or pinch my cheeks?

I’m doing it now, until I burst into tears by myself.

… … Could it be that the demon in front of you is bipolar?

Enin’s mind was turned upside down by the fear of the overwhelming inefficiency of the High Demon and the absurdity of the change of emotions that he could not comprehend and understand.

The flow of miscellaneous thoughts became entangled, and my head became thick like a dough.

Even the passage of time felt like it was stretching.

“… … It’s time now. Enin.”

However, time was cruel, and Enin’s head turned into a messy dough, or only flowed in a flash.

From Cecil’s mouth as he gripped the silver rocket hung on the nape of his slender neck, a soft notice that a fist would soon be pierced by Enin’s chin came out.

“… … uh.”

You have to answer something.

I don’t know why he’s kneeling here and the devil in the shape of his childhood friend is sad, but somehow he seems to have to answer!

“… … So, why are you sad?”

A little while ago, he was hit by ten consecutive slaps from a high-ranking demon, powerful enough to lift people into the air, and his swollen, hard-to-open mouth moves arbitrarily.

“… … To be honest. I don’t know.”

He doesn’t know why his childhood friend is so sad that it’s hard to believe that he’s the devil’s mimic, who is swinging his arms around his chin in front of his eyes.

today. Because too many things happened to Enin.

Being imprisoned in a palace full of tentacles, reuniting with a childhood friend who heard of the passing away, or that childhood friend is in fact an impersonation of a high-ranking demon.

Unlike his childhood friend who was called a genius, he’s just an idiot who doesn’t know how to do anything other than training.

There is nothing he can do to understand the events that have been smashed in his head and to give a clear answer to the demon in front of him.

don’t even know how to do it

“If you really are in the bathroom. If only my old friend who was chasing after Julius was right.”

However, the questions I have been thinking about from time to time are still clear in my mind that has become muddy.

As if God’s arrangement was prepared for this very moment.

He uses Enin’s mouth as he pleases, implying himself to Cecil.

“There’s always something I’ve always wanted to ask.”

“… … Say it.”

“… Julius said, I chose you. Everyone wanted to get Julius’s choice, and they tried again. In the end, Julius chose you.”

“… … so? Do you want to say something envious? Did you even feel like taking it back? I think I will tolerate such a thing— !”

“Then you love each other. You’re no longer in unrequited love. You are a couple.”

But why are you

yes or now

unanimously.

… … You don’t believe in Julius?

“… … .”

The question was thrown. Enin’s mouth was closed.

“… … .”

And the mouth of Cecil who was asked the question was also closed.

I couldn’t say anything.

Because what Enin said about why he didn’t believe in Julius was true, and he was stabbed in the face.

Absolutely,

No words, no excuses.

I couldn’t.