Chapter 64: The Brave Demons and Their Harmonious Coexistence "You will strike first...
"What is this?"
Aveda, who visited the Sullivan residence again after a long time, saw the exaggerated building next to it that could not be ignored before she even entered the door. She looked at it again with some surprise.
“Welcoming new neighbors.”
Aveda seemed to hear a hint of helplessness in Opera's answer.
She glanced again at the house with its striking presence, the iconic devil's horns on the roof. "Mephistopheles?"
Come to think of it, she seemed to have heard the news that the newly crowned Thirteen Crowns King had recently moved next door to Sullivan.
This action made many demons speculate about the relationship between Mephistopheles and Sullivan.
But if Aveda had not come to the Sullivan house today and seen this scene, she would not have thought of it at all.
The hero once again felt that he had neglected the candidate for the Demon King this time.
"It's me." A voice answered from behind Opera. Opera turned sideways at the right time, exposing the demon behind her.
Mephistopheles, who came to the Sullivan's house for a meal, came out and waved to Iveta enthusiastically after hearing his name. He was so energetic that he didn't seem to be pretending to be young at all.
I really envy the energy of the devil. Looking at the face of such a young devil, Avida suddenly thought, if the devil world entered the capitalist era and the so-called feudal monarchy no longer existed, would the "king maker" become the "president maker"?
Can a devil like him do the work of a campaign team?
Serious doubts.
Immersed in her own imagination, Iveta offered Mephistopheles a sincere suggestion: "If you don't keep pace with the times, you will be left behind by them."
"ha?"
Unlike Iveta's casual remark, Mephistopheles expressed his doubts about this statement, then caught a few words in her words, pondered them in his mind, and said thoughtfully, "Isn't it enough that I have learned all the things about young people?"
Unlike Mephistopheles, even though Iveda heard Mephistopheles's whispered question, she didn't take it to heart and didn't try to delve into the meaning of the words. After all, she didn't care about this demon at all.
Mephistopheles, who was ignored, was not satisfied yet. "But it's interesting that the legendary demon would come to visit the three heroes."
In response to this suggestive question, Aveda answered without hesitation, "I'm planning to bribe my boss at work to get more paid vacation time and hopefully less work."
Mephistopheles felt that it was too obvious that this guy was lying with his eyes open and was treating him like a fool.
"As a teacher at Baberus, such inappropriate behavior is unacceptable."
The owner of the house, Sullivan, who finally appeared, also heard Iveda's nonsense and rejected it righteously.
Did he act like a reliable and upright person, but had he completely forgotten that he could deduct Kaluyege's salary whenever he wanted and could ask Kaluyege to visit his home whenever he wanted?
"What if I trade it for a photo of Iruma as a child?"
"It's not impossible to negotiate."
Sullivan, who had bargained hard to get three photos of Iruma when he was three, was a little dry-mouthed. "Is this how you approach negotiations, refusing to give in at all?"
"One photo is worth a day's paid vacation, and you have the nerve to bid on that!"
It wasn't really difficult for Sullivan to obtain Iruma's old photos. He and Avita had been arguing for a long time, and now they got back to the point. "Teacher Avita, it seems you are very familiar with the human world."
"It's just a little hobby," Iveda finally drank the drink that Opera brought her this time, "It's not as outrageous as you kidnapping a human to be your grandson."
"There's nothing I can do. My grandson Iruma is just too adorable." Sullivan admired Iruma's photo again.
"..." Iveda doesn't even have a child, so she can't understand the idea of having grandchildren.
But, this devil Sullivan doesn't even have children.
Avida sighed again, "Demons are so weird."
After failing to get a longer paid leave, Aveda, who was anxious to go back to have lunch with Kaluyeger, finally remembered the purpose of this visit and handed the brown paper bag to Sullivan.
"Can't your news be more timely?"
"I'm very busy at work." Aveda curled her lips, "I don't have any capable SD to help me with the work."
"There's no way. Opera is not comparable to any SD." Sullivan was very proud of being implied by Iveda, and he didn't feel ashamed at all for escaping his job.
Avida suddenly felt that there was still a gap between her own face and that of a real devil.
"Will you strike first?" Avida suddenly became curious.
"It's a secret." Sullivan spread his hands. "I can't tell you. Our partnership isn't strong enough."
"..." Ridiculous. Avida felt that she didn't really want to know.
"If you give me ten more photos of Iruma as a child, I can tell you."
Aveda simply relied on money to get the human private detective to find old photos, but there were actually only a few of them.
"I'll take my leave now, Chairman."
The brave man is not really interested in knowing how the devil treats his enemies. He will just make a note in his little notebook and settle the accounts when he completes the mission.
If Iruma really became the Demon King, Avida felt that she might have a chance to fight Sullivan before fighting the Demon King.
Avida, who quickly came to her senses, appeared at the Kaluyege residence.
There is actually another fixed item in Kaluyege’s weekend schedule - changing the bed sheets.
He basically developed this good habit since he started living independently. According to Iveda, this should be the case.
When Avida arrived, Kaluyeg was using magic to hang up the sheets.
Not to mention, if you don't look at the floating sheets, Kaluuya's elegant movements don't look like drying sheets at all, but more like conducting an orchestra, or like an angel creating a nebula with ease.
Under the sunshine, the air seemed to be filled with a relaxing scent, and the sheets drying out to dry fluttered gently in the breeze...
This ordinary scene in front of her suddenly made Aveda feel the same happiness and security as when she rolled in a sun-dried quilt many years ago.
Help, was I just attacked by some kind of mental magic?
Avida couldn't understand the hallucination she had just had. She shook her head, trying to wake up, and then followed Kaluyeg into the house.
Avida, who had participated in the preparation of lunch but had not actually helped in any practical way, had already set the tableware and sat at the table, waiting for Kaluyege to bring the last dish and start eating.
Just now, Kaluyeger rolled up his sleeves and stood beside the stove, stirring the pot with his head down to prevent it from burning. His focused look made Aveda think of the phrase "good at both housework and office work".
In the afternoon after lunch, the curtains were drawn, and sunlight streamed in through the glass, bathing the sofa in it. The light wasn't ideal for reading, so Kaluyeg held up a book, using the upright shade to block out the sunlight before reading.
Avida didn't want to broaden her horizons or improve herself, she just thought the sunshine was perfect for taking a nap.
She leaned on Kaluyege's shoulder at first, then slowly slid into Kaluyege's arms, and in order to have a better sleeping position, she gradually rested her head on Kaluyege's legs.
While she was half asleep and half awake, a playful ray of light playfully bypassed the obstruction and shone onto Aveda's face, trying to wake her up.
Iveda just frowned because of the sunlight, but the next second, the disturbing light calmed down, and then it never acted naughty again.
"You probably can't read like this." The brave man hooked his hands around the devil's neck, pulled him down, and connected his lips and tongue.
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