Chapter 65: The Sky is Falling: "What?!"



Chapter 65: The Sky is Falling: "What?!"

Kaluyege did not deny this statement, nor did he reject her. Instead, he cooperated with the insignificant strength and half-heartedly moved his lips and tongue forward.

The diffuse afternoon sunlight made the kiss gentle and affectionate.

The hero, who had not yet completely recovered from his lazy nap, was the one who had taken the initiative, but he was enjoying the devil's service as a matter of course.

In the leisurely afternoon, the atmosphere is as beautiful as the leisurely retirement life of a brave man after defeating the devil. Without the tasks hanging over the head, it is an ordinary day that is plain and happy.

Iveda, who had a vision of herself and Kaluyeger as an old married couple, suddenly felt as if she was floating in a dream. The scene before her seemed within reach, but in fact it was out of reach.

Kaluyegg, realizing he'd deceived him, would be incredibly difficult to appease. Even after realizing this, Iveda didn't consider abandoning the mission. She believed that deceiving herself was still a distant possibility, as the future Demon King was still in second grade.

Avida, who had not yet carried out the action but had already begun to feel guilty, chose to escape.

Instead of thinking about future events that might ruin the atmosphere, I exchanged laziness for enthusiasm, pressed myself tightly against the Kaluuya, and made the spacious sofa seem cramped.

Let's do something that happens naturally.

But, her movements inevitably carried a hint of flattery. She kissed the corners of his mouth, pried open his lips, and entwined the tip of his tongue, stirring the temperature into a scorching, sticky sensation. She then lingered on his neck, nibbling and licking the ridges in his throat, smearing them until they sparkled. Only then, reluctantly, did she let go. "Karuyeg... You actually like me, don't you?"

Her vague question sounded like a knowing question for no reason to Kaluyege, whose breathing had become rapid.

For Kaluyege, scolding and teaching are words that he can say without any obstacles, but care and love can never be declared so loudly, and they have to be expressed in awkward words.

Love, even to demons, is a difficult word to pronounce, even an unfamiliar one. Perhaps it's because the love in the demon world is not pure, and often has something wrong with it: selfish, paranoid, crazy, possessive...

Iveda vaguely realized the untraceable plea in her own words and pressed her lips against his again, cutting off the questioning and then turning it back into her own questioning and answering, "Senior, of course you like me very much, otherwise why would you be so foolish as to block the sun with your hands?"

The disturbing light can obviously be solved by drawing the curtains. Trying to block it out by yourself is not in line with Kaluyege's usual approach of focusing on methods and efficiency.

The rising tone at the end of the note was her joy at catching Kaluyege's little trick.

Obviously, he wasn't doing anything bad, but the devil wasn't used to being pointed out for his good behavior that was contrary to his image. He could only bite the other person's lower lip in anger, and with one hand clamp the other person's hands that were doing whatever they wanted, bringing the situation back under his control.

Kaluyeger, who knew Iveda's physical weakness, found it very easy to distract her from continuing this annoying topic.

The breath on the skin, the warm touch on the skin, falls from the side of the neck down, piling up bit by bit, gradually provoking clusters of fire, squeezing out reason.

Well, Avida, whose thoughts had already drifted out of her body, thought, Kaluyeger's moves are also easy to understand.

On such a leisurely afternoon, the sunlight casts overlapping shadows, and books are placed diagonally on the coffee table. Although the pages are open, no one is reading them.

If only time could stay in afternoons like this forever, Avida, who was adding up the scores on the test paper, sighed. If a few more students failed, the score gap would widen and it would become a teaching accident.

"Replenish some energy?" Mr. Balam, who was also marking the papers, pushed the seaweed crackers he brought back from his last business trip to the listless Ms. Avida sitting opposite him.

Under the enthusiastic sales promotion, Balam could not refuse the kindness and accidentally bought too many souvenirs. He distributed them to each teacher and there were still a lot left.

The work was indeed very hard, and she could only rely on snacks to replenish her sugar intake. Avida, who often offered Balamu tea, did not refuse. After thanking her, she opened the package and stuffed the tea into her mouth.

After eating some rice crackers and barely regaining some energy, Avida angrily said, "I'm going to give these guys who failed the test double the homework!"

Every knowledge point has been taught, reviewed and practiced. Teacher Avida, who has only been working for a short time, can't get over those low scores!

Mr. Baram, a senior who has been working for many years and has become more open-minded, said, "You are becoming more and more like Kaluuyege."

Balam thought, this is probably the case of "birds of a feather flock together"?

"Huh?" Aveda, who was confused, even sounded a little like Kaluyeg in her questioning tone.

After enduring the examination papers and the final meeting, Avida finally felt refreshed as she welcomed the holiday.

"See you next week, Teacher Avida." Teacher Robin who passed by was also very happy.

Avida, who was already clearing the table, didn't understand. "Shouldn't we meet next month?"

"Aren't we here to provide holiday tutoring for students who failed their exams?"

"What?!" This was a bolt from the blue for Avida.

"Are you distracted again during the meeting?" Teacher Robin felt the need to counsel her peers. "For such an important faculty meeting, we need to pay our full attention and listen carefully so we don't miss any important information. Last year, we were new, so we weren't held accountable. But this year, we can't..."

Who cares about listening carefully? I can catch a hundred people who are not listening carefully in a meeting within one second.

I envy this kind of devil who doesn't feel like going to work. Ivida looks at the energetic teacher Robin in front of her and wonders if Robin is the kind of perverted devil who likes going to work.

"If you have a scheduled itinerary, I'll help you," said Mr. Baram, who happened to be delivering supplementary materials for the course "Imaginary Biology." "I'm in school anyway."

This seemed to Baram to be a matter of convenience.

Avida, like a heavenly voice, was overwhelmed with emotion and grasped Balam's hand, saying sincerely, "I'm so sorry. I'll catch you a human as a thank you."

Iruma, who came to see Opera, happened to hear what Avida said and fell silent along with the other teachers in the office.

As a human, Iruma felt a chill down his spine.

The demon teacher was shocked by Iveda's thank-you gift. Her gratitude was too sincere, and her strength did not seem to be empty talk. It seemed that a human would really be captured.

After a moment of silence, everyone couldn't help but whisper.

“Is this considered smuggling?”

"But, are there really humans?"

"This is too consistent with the rumors..."

Balam was the only demon present who knew that Iveda could easily travel to the human world. Although Iveda's thank-you gift was tempting, he cherished this precious creature and said, "Let's not use it."

"That won't do! If humans can't do it, I'll catch one for you..."

"Go to work for myself!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Kaluyege stood up and ended the topic of substitute teaching and thank-you gifts, and announced that Aveda's request for leave had failed.

Iveda, who had been unable to openly act outrageously in Babirus' office just now, chose to roll around on the sofa in Kaluyege's living room when she was alone with him. "Why do we have to go to cram school during this hard-earned vacation? Leave the students and teachers alone!"

Unmoved, Kaluyeger was making tea at the bar, ignoring the noise.

Naive, he poured hot water into the cup with a slight smile on his lips, thinking so.

"This is Babirus' consistent policy." Kaluyeger put the teacup on the coffee table and sat down.

"Is it always right?" The thought of having to go to school during the holidays made Iveda feel like the sky was falling. Although her holiday plan was to spend it doing nothing, she shifted her body and rested her head on the Kaluyeger. "You're a guard dog, don't you have a little authority?"

Kaluyege remembered that this guy had asked him the same question last time when he was looking for additional materials for building a house.

"No." This time, his answer was the same as last time.

In other words, they are all demons, so what if they abuse their private rights!

By the way, was it legal when he went to the nobles’ gathering to question his brother last time?

You, Babirus, only let the Six Fingers in based on the recommendation letter! But her application for the position went through layers of scrutiny.

The resentful hero stood up, opened his mouth, and bit the demon's chest without mercy.

Kaluyeger, who didn't have the ability to read minds, didn't know the specific thoughts in her mind, but he could tell that her actions were to vent her anger. However, the place where she bit him was a little subtle, and the teacup in his hand almost spilled water. "Let go."

There was a hint of request in his instructions.

A brave man without a rebellious mentality can easily be defeated by the devil.

And Iveda happened to be a brave warrior who would never obey the devil. She knew that it was not Kaluyegg's fault at all, she was just throwing a tantrum.

It's just that he didn't control the position before biting, and it happened to be the bulge on the chest.

A subtle location can make the behavior distorted.

It was impossible to let go, so Aveda simply held that point in her mouth and rubbed it gently between her teeth.

There was a slight sound of gasping above my head, floating out imperceptibly.

The perceptive brave man thought it would be a good idea to release the pain of working overtime during the holidays through a prank.

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