Chapter 847 – Rule #3

Taeyeon’s proposal, whose mission was to have lunch together, was impossible. We may not know, but Yena, an elementary school student, had to eat at school. In other words, she was a mission that Yena and Yena’s Manito could not accomplish.

“Haaaaa~! You have to get over this, Won.”

“Haha, didn’t I tell you to enjoy it if you can’t avoid it?”

“What kind of crazy person in the world does that.”

“That’s right, Sohee. It is better to avoid it if possible.”

“Hee hee, Mom! Mom, this!”

“Do you have all the cutlery? Is there no one?”

Of course, it was possible to postpone the time zone to the evening.

“Then let’s eat. Are you hungry, everyone?”

I hurried back to my seat watching Taeyeon and Yena gathered at my house like yesterday. As soon as I sat down at the table where I used to sit every day, even though Sehee and Mina left work early, the late dinner started.

“Um, the miso soup went well today. The liver is also suitable.”

“Hey, um! Also! It’s you too! Bulgogi is so delicious!”

“Ah, too. Marrying my brother was not a wrong choice.”

“It’s also Jiheon.”

“No. How do you do this? My mom couldn’t make it like this.”

Hee hee! Even mom can’t do this!”

When I saw them enjoying my food, the corner of my mouth went up. It was worth not leaving the kitchen from late afternoon until now.

“Bon appetit. There is another one, so tell me if you want to eat.”

While watching the delicious dinner, I held out my chopsticks with bulgogi. I picked it up and put it in my mouth, but the devil muttered with light pink lips and brought up a story.

“Well, I see. Everyone, what happened to Manito? Was there anyone guessing?”

“Uh. There is.”

Taeyeon was the first to answer. While serving Jena’s white rice with beef bulgogi and red cabbage kimchi, she secretly glared at Se-hee.

“In my bag, I think I know who gave me that gift.”

“Aunt. Are you suspicious of me now?”

“Then, is there anyone else here other than you to give such a gift to?”

“That doesn’t mean you’re unconditionally suspicious of me.”

Taeyeon opened her eyes, and Sehee shamelessly retorted and talked. It was all because of the condom Taeyeon had secretly stowed in her bag yesterday. It was probably a gift from her Manito, but she knew who gave it to her.

“There is an older sister here, Minah unnie, and an older brother, so why are you the only one who doubts me?”

“Okay. Thank you so much for not mentioning it.”

“Yes. I know I did well. Did I do well?”

“Oh, Mr., Snap!”

Taeyeon raised her fist as if she wanted to squeeze and fuck her. But now she was right next to Jena, so she couldn’t use violence, and later, she only waited for Jena to sleep and cut off her anger.

“Jiheon. How about Jiheon?”

I was watching Se-hee and Tae-yeon, who couldn’t eat each other, and Min-ah called me. Sitting to my right, she asked as she ate just one piece of her bean curd with chopsticks.

“Do you have any guesses?”

“There is, it is.”

I nodded and continued talking after eating a spoonful of miso soup.

“Hurpe, first of all, Taeyeon is Manit or Sehee.”

“Right! Boy!”

“Because it’s not me.”

“No, what is it? You are right.”

The only person to give Taeyeon a condom was Sehee. I would have eaten ramen, Minah would have been expensive, and Yena would have been carefully crafted. The Demon King was a bit ambiguous, but it didn’t seem like she was.

“Because it is not. Don’t you believe me?”

“A little bit like this?”

“Ah! It’s not real, really.”

He grumbled that it was not Sehee, but the corners of his lips that had already risen let me know that the answer was correct.

Haha, Sehee.”

Seeing that, the demon king smiled lightly and said.

“Then prepare the punishment. The moment Manito ends, it’s a penalty.”

“Oh, yes. Do you believe that too?”

“I’m sorry, but Jim has the same thoughts as Jiheon. Haha!”

So will this be the same?

I looked at the demon king smiling with his mouth open enough to show me what I ate with a meaningful gaze. In fact, Sehee was not the only Manito who guessed.

“Huh? Isn’t it time to laugh now?”

Yesterday, there were adult products for men on the desk in my room. Of course, Taeyeon was excluded here, and after subtracting her child Yena, if Sehee was Taeyeon’s guardian angel, the only ones left were Mawang and Mina.

… However, yesterday Mina said that her present was being delivered.

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

“You are my manito. I know everything.”

“What, what?!”

When I pointed it out, the demon king was shaken enough that anyone could tell. Her hands trembled and she awkwardly avoided her gaze, but she pretended not to know as she had a shameless personality.

“Uh, hmm? Jim, aren’t you Manito?”

“Then who are you?”

“Ah, um, Tae, it’s Taeyeon!”

“Taeyeon is Sehee?”

“I am a boy.”

“Ah, then I was your brother.”

While Taeyeon and I pointed out, Sehee intervened without missing a moment. In line with such a younger brother, the Demon King proudly shouted.

“Right! Se-hee is your Manito, and Jim is Taeyeon’s Manito!”

“It will be fine.”

“Sure. Why am I Taeyeon’s aunt, Manito?”

“Sohee, Sehee. Stop lying. It shows off.”

“What kind of manito do you guys do?”

Hee hee! Mom. Honey jam! Honey jam!”

Yena, who was eating quietly, laughed when she saw us bickering. Of course, Taeyeon, who looked at us pathetically, and Minah, who had a blunt expression, had the same eyes.

“Ha, that’s it. Hey. It’s okay.”

Taeyeon, who was eating radish radish kimchi brought from my house, her parents’ house to be precise, shook her head. She chewed on it crunchily and said in a voice mixed with a sigh.

“Hey. Let’s just open here. What else, it’s already ruined, so are you continuing?”

“Ahhh, Mama.”

“Why. Yes, you know who your Manito is.”

Hehe.”

Even though Taeyeon protested against her words, Yena, who was smiling cutely, looked at Minah. Seeing that sparkling gaze, Mina turned her head and met her eyes.

“Did you know?”

“No.”

The person who answered that was Taeyeon. She grumbled, not eating the potatoes in the miso soup this time.

“The courier company sent a text message to Jena, using your recipient’s phone number as Jena. I just sent it today.”

“Puhaha!”

The Demon King burst into laughter at the sloppy handling of work for a small and medium-sized business owner.

“No, hey! If you delivered it, why not set it to your number!”

“Since this is a gift that Yena will receive, she thought it natural for her to write down Yena’s phone number.”

Haha! Come on, how sloppy! Haha!”

“Mina unnie.”

Beside her giggling older sister, Sehee’s dark blue eyes twinkled. She asked without diminishing her amused expression at all, even though Manito was already ruined.

“But what gift did you give me?”

“Liquid monster!”

The one who answered was Yena, not Minah. She cutely stuck a piece of rice glue to the corner of her mouth, and she smiled broadly, letting her know what was coming.

“Okay, if you touch it. It’s a chewy, sticky, sticky, fun toy!”

“Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!”

Seeing Jena explaining while squatting her hands, the demon king nodded her head. She chewed on the bulgogi, so she mumbled for a while, then swallowed it in one gulp before she could speak.

“I have heard of it! They say it’s a trend among kids these days!”

“Ugh! Do you know Hayang’s sister?”

“Haha! Of course! Jim is right.”

“A jobless man who locks himself in the house and doesn’t go out.”

“No way!”

“Swan, then.”

“You said no!”

As he intervened in the conversation, the demon king exclaimed in a tastefully exaggerated manner. Angered by her antics, she revealed who she was.

“Jim! Creator! Broadcaster! Streamer! An artist who does art!”

“Ah, art?”

“Yes! Art! Then what are you doing! Locked in at home on a fictional day,”

“I am doing housework! Housework! Housewife!”

“What?! In today’s world, how can a man be a housewife? Take it off right away!”

“Take something off!”

While we were arguing in our own world as usual, the other girlfriends and Yena were talking to each other.

“Ah, aunt. How do you like my present? Isn’t it nice?”

“I want to die, really. You don’t know how hard it was to be caught by Yena. It’s really not crazy bitch, this.”

“What else are you receiving variety shows as documentaries?”

“Would you just hit me with a documentary? Earnestly?”

“Calm. Was Taeyeon my manito?”

“Uh? Ah yes. Thank you for the gift I put some self-defense items in there.”

“Yes, tear spray was good. Thank you.”

“Okay. How long are you going to deal with it with your fists? In a world where even the police get arrested if they hit a criminal.”

“Ah! Red sister! Red sister!”

“Yes. Jena. Did you call?”

“Liquid monster! Thank you!”

“No, Jena. Play well.”

“Yes!Hee hee! Ah! Ah! Sister Hay! Sister Hayang!”

Yena, who was smiling brightly while talking with Mina, called the Demon King. She exclaimed as if she had remembered something important, and then she looked at the demon king with an expectant gaze and asked.

“Sister White! That school! Crane! Crane origami! Did you see that?”

“I mean, um! Yena! You folded it very well!”

The demon king who had been arguing with me immediately changed her face at what Yena said. He gave his thumbs up, his sea-blue eyes sparkling.

“Yena! You have great dexterity! I can make money with origami later!”

“Really?”

“Hmm! If you take a video right now and upload it, hmm? Then it’s a kids channel, so it won’t make money.”

Hee hee! Mom! Mom! Hayang unnie says I’m good at origami!”

“Okay? That would be nice Mom can’t do things like origami.”

“That’s because Sun Seon-i is your mother, Yena. Know?”

“What do you know, bitch!”

He was warm to his daughter Yena, but cold like ice to Sehee. She groaned as she raised and lowered her fists as if they were about to hit her.

“Ah, the selection is real! Why do you have such a drama!”

“Ah, that’s right.”

Se-hee, who had been giggling slightly at the sight of him, seemed to have remembered something. Her dark blue eyes looked around us and then, fixed on me, asked a question.

“Brother. Was your brother by any chance my manito?”

“Uh. Why?”

“No, everyone said they were given presents. Her older sister is origami, Mina’s tear spray, her aunt’s remover, and Yena’s toy. But I didn’t get anything?”

“Uh? What are you talking about I gave you a present.”

“What gift? Could it be that I couldn’t find it?”

“No, I only poured milk for you yesterday. That was a gift… Place?”

As he spoke, he could tell that the atmosphere at the table became strange. When I closed my mouth like that, everyone here was looking at me with pitiful eyes.

“You. Are you serious? A cup of milk was a gift?”

“Ah, brother. It’s not like this. Have you ever tried Manito?”

“I’m disappointed, Jiheon.”

“Manito is ruined because of you. Because of you.”

“Aaaaa!”

“Oh, no, why! Why! Why! No, I said the gift doesn’t matter in price!”

I shouted out to those who didn’t understand me, but the response was cold.

“I can’t. You-all. You know the rules, right?”

“Sure. Mina unnie, what is rule number 3? The one in parentheses.”

“If you behave outside of common sense, you will be disqualified immediately.”

“So, is that him?”

“Huh! Mister! Leaving out! Disqualified!”

“Ugh! Why! Why! No, my heart was in a glass of milk! Why!”