Chapter 1111 – When Is the Story! That You’ll Have a Pretty Girlfriend When You Go to College!

“Oh, the smell of perfume! Did you wash your hands?”

“Of course I washed it! But isn’t this really good? I bought it at a duty-free shop when our Jisoo came to Korea,”

“Okay. Alright, move your hands quickly. You are the slowest here.”

Even considering that they came last, the songpyeon made by my aunt was the least. Next was my son, Jisoo hyung.

“No, this is expensive…”

“If you wash it, it will all be erased, bro. See, how many times do I have to shave?”

“This, you turn this? Rob? This one?”

Ji-soo hyung, who was sitting on the floor and making songpyeon, exaggeratedly reacted to my words. He turned his upper body to reveal the front of his T-shirt, and pointed at the very lightly dusted rice powder, being careful not to touch his fingertips.

“Do you think this is a problem that will turn? And how much is this? No, do you know where this product is from in the first place?”

“Uh. I’m stuck there. Valencia.”

“What, hey. You know that Knowing is worse than not knowing.”

Even if I knew that much, I didn’t know why Jisoo hyung was doing this now. Of course, he focused on making songpyeon without saying it out loud.

“… Hey. Hey.”

Tuk tuk

But it wasn’t the exponential type. He tapped my shin on the sofa with his elbow and called out softly. Before he could raise his gaze and ask why, he glanced in the direction of the demon king.

“How did you meet?”

“Go to college.”

“Hey! Don’t lie!”

To be precise, we met in another world, but to be honest, it was correct that we met at university. Even though I told him the truth without any lies, he didn’t believe me.

“When are you talking about enemies! That you’ll have a pretty girlfriend when you go to college!”

“Is it true?”

“Do not lie! Is there such a beauty in an ordinary Korean university? Rather tell them that you met while traveling abroad!”

“We actually met at university.”

“I don’t believe you! Hey, don’t believe me! It’s a view that you can never see in Korea! Even at Eureston University, where I attend, there are few people like that!”

“Haha.”

Demon King, who was silently making songpyeon, smiled slightly. She raised her blue eyes cutely and met, talking silently with her eyes.

Jim is a cosmopolitan beauty. Hmm. Say.

“Ah, we met at the real university. As a senior in school.”

Of course, I didn’t feel bad either. It was a compliment that the woman I love and love me is so beautiful that you can’t see it in Korea.

“Ah, indeed. Right. Do you want to see this?”

However, this was all a build-up to show off my brother’s study abroad life in the United States. He shamelessly acted as if he had just remembered it and held up his smartphone to show it instead of the songpyeon blood.

“Because I met a girl at House Paru? Now, look.”

Calling the party Paru, the phone he showed me showed my brother and a white woman together. It was quite nice to see both of them with their faces red from drunkenness.

“Amy, she just turned 20. She came to a party with her sister and exchanged numbers with me, and that’s it.”

“Ah, yes?”

“Look, isn’t it pretty?”

“Uh, well?”

When she was dispatched, she tilted her head because she looked not so different from the white female soldiers she encountered. Her eyes were raised because she was with the devil, Se-hee, Min-ah, Tae-yeon and other beauties in her daily life.

“Oh. Mr. Jesu.”

When I was flustered and didn’t respond, Ji-soo hyung turned his gaze to the demon king. He put the phone away and asked, still not picking up the songpyeon blood, and patting the floor.

“How did you meet this guy? Doesn’t he miss a lot?”

“It is.”

“Hey.”

“But I’m also lacking a lot.”

At first, he nodded at what his older brother said, but Mawang continued to answer with a gentle smile like his mother-in-law.

“Jiheon fills in a lot of my missing parts. Jiheon does the same.”

“… !”

“Ah, ah, that’s right.”

Unlike my older brother, who nodded with a shy face, I looked at the demon king through eyes that trembled with emotion. She was always mischievous like a child, but she thought of our relationship that way… Oh, some!

As if embarrassed, I lowered my eyes, and the demon king’s gaze was on my crotch. It seemed clear that when he said that I would make up for what he lacked, it was a metaphorical expression of his sexual relationship.

“…”

Of course, the demon king didn’t just mean that. The demon king was looking at me with benevolent and soft eyes that reminded me of his mother-in-law. As if he wasn’t just joking.

“Ha, indeed.”

He was extremely mischievous when he was joking around, but now he showed such a lovely side. If it weren’t for his relatives and mom, he’d kiss at this spot.

“Oh? What’s this?”

But in this atmosphere, my great-aunt intervened. He got up as if he was going somewhere, passed in front of us, found a tray on the sofa, and asked.

“New baby, did you make this?”

My aunt reached for the corner of the tray as she asked. He meticulously and neatly picked up the songpyeon and took it as if to eat it with a mischievous smile.

“It’s so pretty that I can eat it right now, kid.”

“Ho-ho-ho, thank you.”

“They say that if you make songpyeon well, a pretty child will be born, and I will give birth to a daughter who looks exactly like you.”

“Oh my God, I hope so.”

“Big aunt. That’s what I owed.”

Where dare

There was no way the demon king had such skill. So that my great aunt wouldn’t be mistaken, I took what I had made and instead gave out songpyeon made by the demon king.

“This is so-hee, evil!”

“…”

As soon as I handed over the songpyeon made by the king, I was hit by the master. The demon king glared at me with his blue eyes as if asking why he was acting in vain.

“Oh, no, but, not a daughter, but a son. Huh. General feeling.”

Seeing the songpyeon that seemed to be violently crushed by her hand, the eldest aunt praised it forcefully. Then, while sitting next to the Demon King, she quietly started a conversation.

“Baby. Jiheon is still a student. So, is your baby working?”

“Yes. I am working.”

“Okay? Then what?”

“Just, um…”

It seemed that I couldn’t bear to say that I was broadcasting wearing a 2D character on the Internet. The demon king thought while curling his light pink lips inward, and his blue eyes twinkled as if he had come up with a good idea.

“It’s a bit difficult to say that I’m doing anything in particular because it’s a new job.”

“Huh?”

“These days, they call it the fourth industrial revolution. In particular, the metaverse is popular, and it is expected to grow significantly. So, you can think of it as a metaverse worker. Or self-employed.”

“Uh, huh? Uh, that’s right Metrobus…”

He nodded as if he understood, but it was obvious that he didn’t understand. My aunt nodded and muttered the wrong words, and hurriedly moved on to another subject.

“Then what about the income? Can I make a living on it?”

“Well? It wasn’t long before I started doing this,”

“Aww, that shouldn’t be the case. No matter how much you tell them to do what they want to do these days, it has to be money first. Is not it? What do you do if you have a dream I have no money. Is not it? That’s right. Neither did I.”

He nags as if he had waited for the story of low income. The demon king glanced at his aunt who continued to talk, as if asking what to do.

I can’t help it. It’s already started

My aunt, who had already started nagging, had to be stopped by older adults. But the adults were busy making songpyeon and chatting, and all the demon king could do was just listen.

“So, that, the metro, the bus? If you do that, will you pay for a career position?”

“No. As a self-employed person,”

“Oh, no! How can you work without a career in this world these days! And you say you don’t have much money?”

“Ah yes. However,”

“Isn’t that so? Jiheon is feeding them now, and there is also a baby to be born later. You have three mouths, can you feed them all? Do you work on the bus?”

“…”

The demon king, who had been trying to answer until now, shut his mouth. Seeing that he smiled lightly instead, it seemed that his patience had reached its limit.

“Auntie? Would you like a bite of songpyeon? He said he wanted to eat earlier.”

Although he couldn’t speak confidently, he was a demon king with pride as a virtuber. I didn’t know what she was going to do, so I tried to interrupt her, but she was too late.

“Yes. What I do doesn’t make money.”

Before I could get my aunt’s attention, the demon lord exploded first. With a shy smile, she casually revealed her chores.

“So when things get tough, I’m going to sell the building to survive.”

“Hey?!”

“!”

“!”

“!”

When he said he was selling buildings, everyone turned to the demon king. Even her grandmother, who silently packed songpyeon, opened her drooping eyes wide because of the wrinkles.

“That, that, that, the building?”

“Yes, the building.”

The demon king nodded at the stuttering aunt as if she was too surprised to understand. She then smiled as softly as her mother-in-law’s, refuting the nagging she’d heard so far.

“Because my parents are a little affluent. He gave me a building as a wedding present. If the job becomes difficult, I will sell it, or Jiheon will work for the company her father runs.”

“Uh? Me?”

“Oh, wasn’t it?”

“Yes. That’s the plan huh. I plan to.”

For a moment, I felt like a grown-up father-in-law who couldn’t move to my mother-in-law. The demon king who overpowered me by looking lightly looked at her eldest aunt again with a face that seemed to have her smile engraved on it.

“I talked to my parents before starting this job. Both of you are of the same opinion as me. He told me to pursue what I love, not money. He said that if you chase money, you become a slave to money.”

“… !”

Her great-aunt pursed the corners of her mouth nervously as she blushed. It was because her demon lord couldn’t counter it from the front and completely broke her own words that she had just said.

“Ha, well, that’s not exactly wrong, it’s not. Huh… !”

“Oh, thank you for understanding.”

“No, no. But, is that, baby?”

The corner of his mouth, which had been hardened in bewilderment, went up. My aunt asked with a sarcastic smile as if she had found a loophole.

“Isn’t the bluff too harsh?”

“Yes? Huh?”

“No, I saw the wedding photos. I was a bit like doing something that only happens once in a lifetime, in a small park.”

“Ah, is that it?”

Our wedding was held outdoors on green grass. Due to the fact that there were three brides, only a few guests were invited, but the demon king smiled and cleared up the resulting misunderstanding.

“It’s not a park, it’s our front yard.”