"It would be better to provide regular meals like now and encourage him to go for a walk once in a while. It's also good to give him a gift that will motivate him like that friend."
Unfortunately, it appears to have been a failure.
Ben pointed at the puzzle lying on the table with his chin and stood up, nagging without knowing who was supposed to listen.
"Anyway, it will take a lot of effort."
...
It must have been from then on.
The damn demons started to be annoying.
'Damn bastards.'
Even if I'm lying down, when it's time to eat, Dan forces me to get up, so I endure it. Anyway, if you want to live, you have to eat. It's okay if the diet is a little burdensome. Aside from the emotional burden, the chef puts a lot of effort into making it, so it tastes good and there are many different types of food to eat.
It's okay for the crazy dogs to split their ranks among themselves and take turns visiting. Because they came here just for me. Since there was no one else to rely on but me, it was right to accept them with a broad mind as a guardian.
But not this.
"Deon, how about taking a walk in the garden after a long time?"
"..."
What do you think?
I glanced in the middle of a bizarre garden covered in a veil woven by moonlight. At the end of the line of sight, a plant with eyes was twitching its leaves as if it wanted to attack.
I quietly looked at the eyes glaring at me and then stretched out my hand to Hien.
"Torchlight."
"Yes? Ah, yes!"
In the past, I was briefly mistaken because he was always holding the torch himself.
Hien was dazed for a moment, wondering why I was suddenly looking for a torch from him, but then he realized it was in his hand and hurriedly held out the torch. I took it and walked towards the plant with eyes. It was then that I realized that the leaf that was shaking menacingly had a mouth.
"De... Deon...?"
The mouth on the leaf lunged at me as if it was going to bite me. I tore it apart the leaf, threw it on the floor, and lifted the torch I was holding in my other hand. Then I heard the sound of something cooking.
"You asked me how I felt?"
"..."
"It's very annoying. So, I hope you stop recommending walks."
How would you feel if you introduced a plant that made you nervous to someone who was already tired and didn't want to do anything?
Hien shivered at the dry voice and looked beyond him.
There, 'eyeless' plants were dying helplessly.
If it were normal people, they would have been scared at this point and wouldn't have come near it... but as far as I was concerned, Hien's infinitely positive attitude shined through unnecessarily.
Hien had a bright smile on his face, as if he had been shaking for a while.
"It's a walk to improve your mood and improve your health, but it's a problem if it makes you feel worse. I have a present I'd like to give you, so why don't you just go in now?"
"... Present?"
Well, I guess it's a monster.
My shocked expression made me want to go back to my room and lie down for a while, so instead of letting go of the pointless problem, I walked away without saying anything.
And when I got to my room, instead of immediately lying down on the bed I missed, I thought about Hien's sincerity and sat on the sofa and waited for him to come with a gift.
I regretted it.
"Get out."
Well. It's a monster plant.
A plant I saw last time shook its stem as if to say hello.
Without giving him any more attention, I kicked Hien out and laid down on the bed.
I wasted my mental energy on unwanted walks and looking at unwanted plants. I raised my arm to cover my eyes out of fatigue for a moment, but then slowly lowered my arm.
'... Really.'
They don't give me any time to rest. My eyes rolled to the side and focused on the dagger suddenly stuck next to my head. I called the other person's name as if I was familiar with a situation I had experienced before.
"Dvelania."
"Yes, Deon."
I sighed and got up.
There was no sign of surprise at all. Because I already knew.
Not only did they have no murderous intent, but I knew that I was not the target of the dagger, so I stayed quiet. If I had sensed even a hint of murderous intent, the dagger would have turned in my hand and been aimed at Dvelania's neck, not this bed.
I asked, pulling out the dagger that was neatly stuck in the bed and twirling it around.
"Can I take this to mean that you have done what I asked you to do?"
The order to find Cruel Hardt's body.
Immediately, Dvelania groaned.
"I didn't want to come because I thought it would be like this..."
"... I guess it's not done yet."
"Sorry. However, I am doing our best to search for him by mobilizing my Corps members, so we will be able to find him in time."
"Hmm."
It's still too late for me. A dissatisfied voice filled the room.
The dagger moved between my fingers as if flowing. I played with the dagger a few more times and opened my mouth a little later, breaking the strange tension.
"I have no intention of just waiting. Write a report on how far you investigated and tracked it and send it to me."
"Yes..."
Dvelania, who came for no reason and was given work, was in tears. I didn't care and asked a question.
"Then why did you come here?"
"They said you became a warrior, so how could you not come?"
She was curious.
In general, demons did not have a lot of patience. Especially Corps Commanders who don't necessarily have to endure anything. Even Dvelania, who had a lot more patience as her main job was infiltration, could not suppress her curiosity in this matter.
'If there is a Corps Commander who has not visited me, he is either very busy or the Corps Commander is not close enough to worry about offending me.'
The hand that was spinning the dagger suddenly stopped.
I rose my head with an expressionless face. The moment when Dvelania was suspicious of the mysterious eyes she encountered. Whoosh– something passed next to her face.
"...!"
"So."
Dvelania opened her eyes wide.
Regardless of whether she froze or not, I smiled lazily, folding the corners of my eyes in the same position where I threw the dagger.
"How do you feel about seeing me become a hero?"
"..."
Grumble.
Belatedly, a solid line appeared on her cheek and blood flowed down.
"Ha."
She laughed.
"... Somehow, I understand Silua's feelings."
She could somewhat understand the crazy 7th Corps Commander who held a dagger and gave it to me.
It's so sexy that she can't wait to see it again, even if it means sacrificing innocents. Besides, now that I was more handsome and have more time to spare, she will probably be thrilled.
'That's not me.'
I was only surprised for a moment. Dvelania, who quickly regained her composure after a moment of wavering, changed the subject of the fruitless conversation.
"I heard you completely let go of work?"
"In the end, that was the main purpose. I'm just taking a break."
"I think you've been resting too long for something like that..."
"It's not like I've been resting for months, it's only been ten days and one day, but aren't you feeling too impatient? I guess the Corps Commanders aren't that competent."
When I say that, she had nothing to say.
However, it is inevitable that Corps Commanders will have difficulty adjusting to the fact that a person who was so busy acting as if something big would happen if he rested even for a day suddenly becomes so busy. Whenever I go out in person, I end up taking care of every detail from beginning to end.
I was fiddling with my mouth as Dvelania remained silent and searched in my arms and took out a cigarette.
"Then why don't you stop bothering me and go now? I'm tired."
"As far as I know, the only thing Deon did today is..."
"If you have time, would you like me to give you an additional mission?"
"Excuse me. You must be tired, so get some rest."
Develania disappeared as quietly as she came in. Now I can finally rest properly. Should I sleep right away or smoke and then sleep? While I was thinking about it, flicking an unlit cigarette in my mouth, there was a knock and the door flew open.
I didn't bother to turn my head to check on the other person. As far as I knew, there was only one group of bastards like this in the Demon King's Castle who looked like they had swollen livers and were going crazy.
Just as expected.
"Capain! We're here! You want to take medicine again!"
"What?! Again?"
"Captain! Don't!"
The calm atmosphere that had been achieved was broken.
The cigarette in my mouth disappeared, and a piece of candy took its place. I had been accepting it obediently but soon made a bewildered expression.
Yes, to a certain extent, you can think of it as crude consideration and accept it. It hasn't happened once or twice since I came here. However.
They're feeding me too much.
"What are you doing?"
"Puhup."
"Ooyuanooae?" (Do you want to die?)
"Puhhahahahaha! What is this pronunciation? Kyahahahahahahahahaha!"
They only have to give me one piece of candy, so why is each person shoving one my their mouth?
There was no place to spit it out, so I held my stomach with candy in my mouth, glared at the guys rolling around on the floor, and grabbed the dagger next to the wooden box on the nightstand.
"Huh? Captain, you really want to wield that... ack!"
"Then we'll get really hurt!"
"Calm! Calm down! I won't laugh even if it's funny!"
"Hey you bastard! Why would you say that! Don't you know that it's rude to call a bald person bald?"
"Ah!"
I lost my will to like it.
Sensing that the atmosphere was unusual, the guys waved their hands and shouted to calm down, but what can they do?
Coincidentally, the name of the dagger I held was 'Calm'.
I adjusted my grip on the dagger and was about to swing it.
"Master...?"
A faint voice was heard, as if in disbelief.
I paused and turns my head. Dan, who saw my plump cheeks from the front, was startled and quietly averted his gaze. My eyes returned to another place and only after scanning the crazy dogs, who were white and gasping as if they had died and come back to life, did I gain a light of understanding.
"Well... you are amazing in many ways. I can't believe you brought out Master's emotions like that."
"It was nothing!"
"It's not a compliment. What should I do if you bring out rage?"
"He's feeling energetic and alive."
"It's completely different."
He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and approached me.
When he put an open handkerchief to my mouth, a stinging red gaze appeared as if asking what this was. Dan said calmly.
"That's why you should have at least one handkerchief. You look like this because you don't have a handkerchief to spit into."
"..."
"Please do it."
The gaze, which was otherwise stinging, became harsher.
My gaze rose sharply, with a hint of murder in my eyes, but Dan paid no attention.
Because I'm going to have to spit it out anyway.
"Ha ha ha! Come on! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
"What are you doing, boss? Come on, let's do it!"
"Puhahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Suddenly the dagger flew away.
I lowered my eyes in resignation as the guys were shocked and quiet, befitting the name 'Calm'. Little melted candies fell silently one by one onto the handkerchief, as if trying to spit it out as cleanly as possible.
One, two... Dan, who was counting the number of candies in his mind, counted the number of candies. How much did they give?
"... That's enough now."
I put my head back, rolling the remaining piece of candy in my mouth.
Dan, who had roughly wrapped the handkerchief and tied it, took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket.
"Here's a new handkerchief."
"...?"
"Even if you decide it's necessary, won't you ask for it separately later?"
I unexpectedly received the handkerchief and looked around at what was in my hand as if I was touching something unfamiliar. A shaky voice continued.
"... It's white."
"If your blood gets on it, it will be very noticeable."
There's no need to vomit blood anymore anyway.
The eyes said so. I looked at Dan for a moment. Even though the gaze seemed burdensome, Dan did not avoid it and faced my red eyes.
Even the mad dogs held their breath in the delicate atmosphere and then a small noise was heard.
A small sound made when the candy rolled in my mouth touched my teeth. I chuckled and put the handkerchief in my arms.
"Well, that's right. Rather..."
"..."
"Kick those bastards out."
They're crazy.
A white finger pointed towards the crazy dogs.
"Captain? I was quiet at best, but isn't that too much?"
"Right now."
"Captain!"
... Now that I see it, it looks like they didn't just bring out the rage.
Dan smiled slightly at the clearly calmed atmosphere in the room and moved his feet.
"Now, have you all heard? Please leave."