Chapter 115 – I Want Some Milk Chocolate Made From Your Milk

We mainly traveled along the coastal road and enjoyed the scenery of Jeju Island. Even though the sun was hot, the sea breeze that continued to blow cooled the sweat.

What’s more, the sound of the waves mixed with the trembling sound of the scooter’s engine, and the silver hair blowing in the wind gave off a sweet scent and a refreshing scent of perfume.

But it lasted for several hours, and it was like dying.

“Ughhh! You! After over there, it is the destination!”

“Quick, let’s go!”

Whoops!

The sound of the scooter, which felt emotional, was now only heard as noise. Still, I climbed the sloping road with hope in the sound.

As we climbed to the top of the hill, the hotel where we were to stay appeared. The hotel with the sea behind it was painted white, giving off a clean image.

“It’s not long now!”

“Huh!”

Exhausted but excited to see hope, the Demon King shouted. I replied vigorously and grabbed her by the waist.

I blew the hot air and headed for the front door of the hotel. As I stopped the scooter in front of the front door, a man in a black suit opened the glass door and approached.

“What are you doing?”

Short hair, wide-open rice cakes, and even the sharp eyes that stare at us. No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t a welcoming atmosphere.

I could understand his keen eyes on us. It wasn’t like coming to a luxury hotel on a scooter rather than a car. It was because of our clothes.

“Could you lower the hood, please?”

We had my clothes wrapped around our heads and arms to avoid the pouring sunlight. The demon king covered his head with a T-shirt and tucked his bare sleeveless arms into his pants to create shade. And I wasn’t too different from her.

“Sorry. It’s too hot.”

The demon king, who spoke plainly like before, lowered the T-shirt wrapped like a hood. Then, the face of a beautiful woman with silver hair clinging to her sweaty cheeks appeared.

“Ah, ah, yes.”

She was so embarrassed that she stuttered even though her beauty was obscured by black sunglasses.

By the way, the person who came in wearing a bizarre outfit was such a beautiful woman. I don’t even believe in the country.

The employee who saw the face of the king hid his sharp eyes and asked politely.

“Uh-uh, what are you doing here?”

“It’s a hotel, so of course I came to sleep!”

She turned to me and said to me too.

“Let’s get off, Jiheon.”

“Ah, yes.”

It was awkward to speak normally, so I was a little taken aback. Still, as I said, I got off the scooter.

The Demon King also got off the scooter and opened the pedestal and set it up. Then, taking off the pants from her arms, she asked the staff.

“Can you do valet here?”

“Yes?”

“It’s valet parking.”

“Ah yes. It’s possible. But the scooter…”

“You can just drag it without driving. Please just do it.”

Then she turned off the engine and pulled out her keys.

“We’re leaving now, so can you take care of it? Okay.”

The Demon King unilaterally left the key to the staff and looked back at me with a bright face.

“Jiheon.”

She continued her words, handing over the clothes she was wearing.

“Let’s go in now.”

Although the tone of voice was slightly different, the smiling face was still the Demon Lord.

“Huh.”

I put the clothes I received while answering and the clothes I wore into the bag. On the way, I took a box of chocolates, half empty and half melted from eating, and walked to the doorway with the Demon King.

No but

“Hey, you hear this.”

“Hmm?”

“What is it, what is it? Chocolate I kept hearing.”

“Jim kept driving, too.”

“I was holding it while driving.”

“Ah, why are you complaining about something like that? Cheeky.”

“What is it? Listen quickly It’s not that heavy.”

“It’s not too heavy, so you can lift it.”

“Oh little.”

“You.”

After arguing, we arrived at the hotel entrance. Then the demon king looked back at me and asked with a mischievous smile.

“If you keep holding it as it is, I will eat white chocolate.”

“Eating you? Aren’t you feeding them?”

“Do you want to eat? That one?”

“What is strange? And you didn’t buy our white chocolate.”

“I didn’t buy it, but even if I didn’t buy it, it’s there.”

“Where are you?”

“Haha.”

She smiled and lowered her sunglasses. The jewel-like blue eyes that were revealed were directed at my lower body.

“You are there.”

“Oh little.”

“Would you like to eat it?”

“I’m not going to eat!”

“Hmm, I want to eat my stuff.”

She still looked at me with a smirk. Then she raised her sunglasses again and pushed through the glass doorway.

“Then you decided to carry the chocolate.”

“When did I?!”

“Hmm? You don’t want your luggage to eat? White chocolate.”

“… Let’s go in.”

I lost to the Demon King again.

Haha!”

She entered the hotel to the sound of boisterous laughter.

As we entered, the coolness of civilization greeted us. The cold air from the air conditioner cooled the sweat running down every corner of her body. Perhaps the demon king was in the same mood as me, and he opened his arms and enjoyed the fresh (?) Wind.

Then the hotel staff spoke to us.

“Me, customer?”

“Hmm?”

The demon king looked at the female employee who had spoken to him, forgetting to change his tone. She said with a troubled expression, as if she shouldn’t be like this.

“Can I help you check in?”

“Oh, will you do that?”

Demon King, who spoke normally, moved with me to the desk guided by a female employee.

The staff at the desk asked us with a friendly smile.

“Have you made a reservation?”

“Yes.”

“What is the name of the person who made the reservation?”

“I’m Lyudmila Kim.”

“Yes? Ryude? Yes?”

“Lyudmila. Just type Ludmilla in Korean.”

“Ah yes. Wait a minute.”

Surprised, the female employee tapped the computer keyboard on the desk. In the meantime, I asked the Demon King a question.

“What is that name?”

Then, the demon king whispered so much that the staff couldn’t hear.

“That’s my mother’s name.”

“Goddess, was your mother’s name Ludmilla?”

“That’s right. Did Malja Kim think something like that?”

“Oh, that’s not it. Is your name unique?”

“It is because I have been naturalized. Did your mother look like a native Korean?”

You look like a goddess

Of course I didn’t say this.

“Are you Lyudmila’s customer?”

After checking, the staff spoke again with a friendly smile.

“Currently, you have chosen a premium room, ocean view. Did you use the courier service? Would you like some guidance on how to use it?”

“Well, that’s all right.”

“Yes?”

“No. It’s okay.”

Demon King, who was usually evasive, asked the staff for the number of the room we would be staying in. After finding out the room and getting the room card key, he and I walked through the hotel lobby.

As we went, we continued talking about the goddess’s name.

“There you are.”

“Hmm? Why?”

As if no one was around, the demon king turned around in his usual tone. I asked such a demon king.

“Where was your mother originally from?”

“I heard she was Ukrainian.”

“Also.”

“That’s why Jim is so pretty.”

“Mom is more than you…”

“What?”

“No. That you are prettier.”

At this she got embarrassed and slapped me on the back.

“Haha, you don’t have to tell me what you know♥”

Puck!

“Ouch!”

Her words were sweet enough to end with a heart, but her fists were as hard as if they were made of stone.

Perhaps he warned you. One more time and you die.

Anyway, while we were talking, we arrived at the lobby elevator. The demon king pressed the button and spoke.

“By the way, sleep.”

“Uh?”

“They say there’s a bar here.”

“Okay?”

“So that’s what I mean. Can you grant me one wish?”

“What.”

“You know. You usually see it in comic books,”

Just then, the elevator arrived at the lobby. We continued talking as we rode the elevator up.

“What is it, what do you want to do?”

“Ummm, no.”

“Why?”

It was a different attitude than when he spoke before riding the elevator.

The demon king looked at me with a mischievous smile, as if he thought it would be more fun that way.

“I’ll leave it as a pleasure at that time.”

“It scares me whenever you do that, really.”

Haha, Jim is terrifyingly attractive.”

“What are you talking about again?”

I was scolding, but I was smiling like her, raising the corner of her mouth.

I raised my head thinking about what the demon king would ask me to do. Like a high-end hotel, there was a monitor attached to the floor number display board, which is not common.

The number 8 appeared on the monitor, and the elevator door opened.

“Let’s go now.”

I followed the demon king who had left first and walked down the hallway. And stopped right where she stopped.

Beep!

With the card key she unlocked her lock and opened the door.

“Wow…”

The first thing I saw upon entering the room was the blue sea of ​​Jeju Island. To be precise, it meant that the whole view of the sea could be seen through the glass windows.

The sea we see now looked a little different from what we were tired of seeing before. Looking at it from above without moving like this, it looked like a landscape painting.

As the waves change moment by moment according to the wind, it felt like a different sea even though it was the same sea.

“Hmm, not bad.”

Unlike me who was thrilled, the demon king casually took off his shoes and entered the room. It seemed like a luxury hotel like this was familiar.

This is why bourgeois! Joking to myself, I also took off my shoes. Then he approached her looking around her room.

“I’m a bit sorry if this is the case.”

The demon king crossed his arms and looked at the bed. There were 2 single beds as his mother had booked a twin rather than a double.

But what are you sorry about?

“I’ll only be using one bed, but it’s a waste if I can’t use both.”

“Hey!”

“Okay! So, can I use this today and that tomorrow?”

“Oh hey, do as you like.”

I sighed and put the box of chocolates and bag I had been holding on to the floor. Seeing that, the demon king held out his hand to me.

“Hey, would you like some chocolate?”

“Uh, yes.”

Without thinking, I picked up the box and opened the lid. There were chocolates that had turned to liquid from the long heat.

“Cheup”

The demon king only partly tore off the plastic wrapper and sucked on the liquid chocolate. After he ate one, he smiled with his chocolate-stained lips.

“You know what?”

“What?”

“If you mix chocolate with milk, it becomes milk chocolate.”

“I guess so. But why?”

“Actually, I want to eat milk chocolate made from your milk.”

“Uh?”

Before I could understand what she meant, she took another piece of chocolate. Then, after washing it, he pulled my pants down.