My Wife Is the Devil

Above the ruins, the golden beast was staring blankly at the broken sign.

[Carridge Restaurant]

The most glamorous restaurant in the capital, where his wife said she wanted to go on a date with in her entire life, is now barely arguing that I was here with only a sign split in half.

In the midst of eradicating them from the indiscriminate terrorist attacks of the cults, the Carridge restaurant was occupied by them, and Julius felt something intolerable and burned the entire restaurant.

However, once it was done, the frustration felt inside only got worse, and Julius just stared blankly at the broken signboard.

“ha… , I wondered where I did something, and here I am again in trouble.”

Kryle, a handsome young man with gray hair neatly tucked back, scratched his head when he saw a friend of mine whose condition had gotten worse these days.

“The owner of the restaurant wasn’t dead, and everyone inside was a cult, so don’t worry too much about it, the restaurant just needs to be rebuilt.”

“Will the building be rebuilt to bring back the place she wished for?”

“…what are you talking about, aren’t you thinking too much these days? What does the building have to do with it, what matters is the chef who makes the food.”

No answer came back.

Julius just glanced at his close friend and then went away.

It really gets worse.

I can’t see you anymore, now I don’t care if it’s a nemesis or whatever.

I’ll have to go ahead and fix it.

The forbidden book in his arms, the devil who was closest to God among the 24 demons,

The king’s nightmare.

It is not unreasonable for Cecil to fully resurrect if it goes according to plan.

The devil is essentially a mirror that imitates humans.

The reason the devil is evil is simple.

Because the human nature they reflect is evil.

“…it should go as planned.”

Eventually, unable to hide the growing anxiety, my hands began to tremble,

With trembling hands, he took a cigarette in his mouth and took a deep sip.

What matters is how much Julius wants Cecil and how longing for Cecil’s own life.

Is she really in the dream of the devil?

His plan was devised by deceiving the saint’s eyes.

The absurd plan, which even I myself had carried out and trembled with anxiety, succeeded to the extreme.

The reason was simple.

Julius’ love was far greater than Kryle had thought,

Because Cecil was a much more selfish woman than I thought.

***

Cecil now feels very good.

In a large bed in her room, there, not her but her lovely husband, Julius, is sleeping.

Julius, who returned to the mansion carrying himself, began to doze off as if he had relaxed a little, Cecil took him to his bed and laid him down.

I honestly thought he would refuse, but to my surprise, Julius nodded his head and lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

After all, seeing my weakness, I was shaken.

Singing her favorite hum, Cecil slowly went up to the second floor.

On the second floor there were three rooms.

The two rooms were just empty, but in the last room at the end of the hallway, a large bag in the middle showed off my presence.

The old but luxurious looking bag was the same bag he was carrying when he first met Cecil.

Shall we take a peek at what’s inside?

When I open the bag and look inside, the neatly folded clothes are the first thing I see.

I carefully lifted it up and unfolded the clothes, and all I could see was something familiar.

Julius didn’t seem to buy clothes since those days when he and I were walking the streets holding hands.

You should grab me later and pick out his clothes.

A small piece of cloth caught in Cecil’s eyes as he looked at him dissatisfied.

I opened it carefully and saw a small baby clothes.

This is the garment worn by Leira, the lovely daughter of Julius and Cecil.

After Cecil’s death, Julius, an ugly father who ran away after feeling the scent of my wife on the face of a growing child.

She didn’t scold me at all as I looked at the baby clothes and watched the scenes from the past come into my head.

He just hated his past self, who had just died weakly.

The lovable child is being brought safely by credible Inquisitor Kryle.

Until then, you should definitely cook Julius.

If nothing else happens, the whole family will gather here before winter is over,

When a child arrives, he must give him a lot of love he has never given before, so he must develop his relationship with Julius before that.

At the bottom of the bag, she takes out a preciously packaged little book and speaks softly.

[Things to do after he gets promoted!]

“I’m going to repaint all the weak me left behind with me. I will try to make you whisper love to me now, not in the past.”

I want to make a second one too.

She smiled brightly with her beautiful eyes shining.

The turbid energy of the bewitching blue light seemed to have cleared up a bit.

***

Julius looked at the stars brightly illuminating the night sky and let out a sigh.

Did my heart become so weak when I smelled her warm scent?

He was constantly at odds with the oath of eternal love and Cecil, who is now in front of me.

His head, which had accumulated so much thought and fatigue, needed a rest, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep, drawn by her hand, the scent of warm milk like a loving mother.

The smell of Cecil in the bed made him even forget that she was dead, and after waking up, Julius even looked for her who was not by my side for a while, so he felt ashamed of his own weakness.

Julius patted the rocket hanging from his neck for a moment, kissed him once, and got up from his seat.

A mysterious rustling sound is heard from outside.

What else are you up to?

Now he went out without raising his divine power.

In the living room, something really blasphemous was going on.

The culprit who caused the blasphemy greeted him calmly.

“Oh, are you awake? When you wake up, sit here for a while and watch this. Let’s go out and eat dinner in a little bit.”

Cecil was waving his hands busily while speaking, while waving black energy.

To use the power of the devil so proudly in front of the Inquisitor.

Unbelievably confident, Julius went to sit next to her.

“…what are you doing?”

“Can’t you see? You are making clothes.”

If you look closely at the scene, you can see that black energy gathers in the air to form a large mass, and thin and thin threads are spewed out and intertwined with each other at will.

Looking at the pair of clothes embroidered in the air, he found a book on the living room table.

[Things to do after he gets promoted!]

When did you find this again?

Julius smiled a little at the opposite situation from the old days.

Cecil, who was looking at his smile from the side, sees this and shakes God or his hand vigorously as if he is satisfied.

A black suit and black dress made as if embroidered in the air.

Showing off the finished pair of clothes, she smiled.

“You have to tighten your clothes to go to a restaurant. is not it?”

“… Suddenly, what kind of restaurant is Taryeong?”

“Have you forgotten? You promised to go together a long time ago! If you pretend to be like this, you have to pretend and come out because you don’t know anything.”

didn’t forget

Because she always said she wanted to rent the entire Carridge Restaurant if she spoke up.

While saying that, Julius clasped his hands tightly, remembering Cecil who had lived his life frugally.

“…if it’s a Carridge restaurant, I burned it down a year ago.”

“Oh, what? Is it a new business?”

“…?”

“Here, you have an invitation. Mr. Kryle gave me a present before coming here from the capital.”

She said so and waved her hand once.

A black bird flew out of nowhere and dropped what I was holding in my mouth in front of Julius.

When I picked it up and looked closely, it was indeed an invitation to the Carridge Restaurant.

In the invitation, there was a small indication that up to one person could attend along with Julius’s name.

[Look at stupid Julius.

Is it common sense that such a large store will go bankrupt?

Sometimes I want you to try something that you think.

Write Your Enemies Cryle]

A small schematic is drawn along with the letter of the rotten Kryle.

He frowned as he looked at the map pointing to a large commercial city a little far from the capital.

“…it would take a month to get here, even with a wagon. The time is not right for such a big trip…”

He couldn’t speak any more.

She closed Julius’s mouth with her slender fingers and opened her mouth with a proud smile.

“Hey, honey, do you think I must have walked all the way here?”

“… he must have come in a wagon.”

“not really? I came all the way here.”

“…?”

“Huhu, look. It’s enough time to get there in the blink of an eye, so don’t worry, let’s go get dinner.”

Julius’s doubts only grew bigger when she saw the back of her fluttering her skirt while running.

How the hell do you get there on foot?

The question was solved simply enough the next day.

***

“…I hope you use this method… Do you think you will be forgiven for doing this under your heavens?”

“It was written in agreement with the parties. Any problems?”

At Cecil’s words, Julius couldn’t say anything like a dumb dumbass with honey.

The reason she was able to walk from the capital to Kente village at once.

Julius turned his head and looked at the huge rift that radiated his presence from behind.

The dark energy twisted the space itself and it looked like it was forcibly opened.

High-ranking demons can do such nonsense lightly.

That’s why it looks like a god.

Despite the profane thought, Julius couldn’t help but admire.

No cult I’ve ever seen could do this kind of magic.

“What are you doing! come fast! I want to get in before sunset!”

A woman with luscious red hair fluttering in the distance shouted.

Just changing the color of her hair, her curiosity like a child grows more and more.

“…how far can you go?”

“You can do most things you can think of, huh.”

“… Then… can you turn back time?”

“No, you can’t. You don’t even need to do it, do you?”

“… … .”

“I’m here and I keep trying to go somewhere. Don’t talk too much and escort me next to you.”

She started to walk sideways more slowly as she stomped her feet and expressed her dissatisfaction.

The scent of sweet honey is faintly felt from her as she clasped her arms, and for this moment he decided to forget that his wife was dead.

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A large town square with a wide variety of people, from fruit vendors who raise their voices by putting fruit on the shelves, a child who is beaten while stealing wallets from travelers, and a foolish bard scratching his head and playing a lute, not knowing where he is going. Beyond that, the name of the place that shows off my presence is Carridge Restaurant.

Seeing the restaurant that had been decorated even better than when he was in business in the capital, Julius felt a sense of joy for some reason.

Why am I happy?

Leading Julius who doubted his feelings, Cecil with red hair led him vigorously.

The entrance to the restaurant was quiet even though it was lunch time.

From the beginning, it was famous for using high-quality ingredients and receiving only high-ranking officials, but it seems that the policy has not changed even here, not in the capital.

Upon entering the restaurant through the entrance, the manager came out of the counter and greeted them.

“No one can enter this place except for guests who have made a reservation. May I confirm your reservation?”

The manager asked politely.

Cecil smiled brightly and held out the invitation.

“Here, I have an invitation! Kryle bought it under Julius’ name, so please check it out!”

She shouts playfully like a child.

The names of Kryle and Julius spread throughout the restaurant.

Julius tried to close his mouth, but the carriage had long passed,

The manager slowly received the invitation with a curious expression.

“Kryle Raynell, Julius Tafnel… .”

Two names clearly written on the invitation.

The names of the strongest heretical inquisitors who surpass humans, who say that only one person is capable of dealing with a legion, comes into his eyes.

Uh, was today the day I died?

The manager stopped thinking about the names of the two men he was afraid to see even in nightmares and passed out.

Seeing the manager slipping backwards as if there was a breakdown, Cecil laughed at what was so funny, and all the staff of the restaurant gathered in front of Julius and Cecil in a cold sweat at the name of the terrifying Inquisitor.

Julius just bowed his head because of this unbearable uproar, and Cecil raised his head arrogantly as if he were a queen.

Eventually, Carriji, the owner of the restaurant, who was twisted by an upset stomach, appeared in this uncomfortable place where everyone but one was uncomfortable.

In front of Julius Tafnell, the fearsome heretic inquisitor who once blown up my restaurant, he spoke with a steel-like professional spirit.

“welcome! Carriage.. to the restaurant.”

He barely saluted, and with those words he started running out of the restaurant past Julius and Cecil.

I couldn’t possibly be with them.

Because I didn’t want to see the second coming of the Carriage 1st store that burned down with the heretics.