My Wife Is the Devil

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Early in the morning, when the morning air felt a little chilly, Julius, who had fallen asleep, closed his eyes, and was sleepy, took Cecil from the bed and carried it to the dining table. .

-Excuse me. Do you have Julius?

The owner of an elegant yet dignified voice

It was the voice of Emily, a silver-haired priestess who was like a mother to Julius.

Hearing that voice that made you feel at ease just by listening to it, Julius grabbed Cecil’s shoulder, who was sleeping with his nose stuck on the table, and gently sat him straight in the chair, then rushed to the front door and opened the door.

“Have you been up to anything since early morning? Priest Emily.”

“What kind of priest are you? Just call me Emily sister like you used to.”

No, it can’t be.

With a small fist in Julius’s chest, smiling bitterly, she pulled her head straight and scratched her head as she looked around the inside of the mansion.

“After Grandpa Mila died, I cleaned and repaired on my own, but is there any inconvenience in living?”

“Rather, it’s so comfortable that it’s over-divided. And sitting still in the living room somehow reminds me of the old days when I used to sneak in and play with Thalia and Kryle.”

Of course, it’s not the bad guys now, but the devil sneaking into the room.

Forced to swallow the backstory, he smiled and pointed his hand towards the table.

“Since you came this morning, let’s have dinner together. Cecil will surely be delighted.”

“No, no woman would like to see her mother-in-law come in the morning… but excuse me!”

After waving her hand as if she was going to give up, she finally let out a loud cry as if someone wanted to hear it and entered the mansion.

“Oh, good morning, mother.”

Cecil, who had been dozing off with a dreamy face until before, was already putting on an apron and cooking something in the kitchen.

The scent of delicious food that did not suit her spread throughout the house, and Julius opened his eyes wide and approached Cecil and looked around the kitchen.

“Suddenly, what does this smell like?”

“It’s morning, so I’m making simple potato stew.”

She raises her claws and puts her mouth into my husband’s ear, whispering softly.

Julius looked down at Cecil with an even more confused expression.

“How could a dish you cook smell so good? Say it right.”

“… Chit, it’s magic, it’s magic. If I do it, it won’t be straight anyway, so I got some help.”

I don’t want to be accused of being a wife who can’t cook.

After saying that, Cecil turned around and lightly went into the kitchen, and Emily, who was sitting at the table, looked at him, leaned her chin slightly and smiled softly at him.

“You seem to be getting along very well.

“… yes it did.”

“…Did your daughter become a demon?”

“When I gave birth to my daughter, she was human. It’s been a while since she passed away five years ago… the devil has taken over her body.”

“Hmm, that’s right. So where is the daughter now?”

“I heard that Kryle was bringing him here. They are probably enjoying their trip by now.”

Having said that, Julius gave a self-helpful laugh, bowed his head, and let out a light sigh.

Seeing his guilt, Emily held her hand softly without saying a word, and just stayed by her side, giving her warmth until Cecil brought her food.

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“Enjoy everyone. I’ve been using my strength since this morning.”

Cecil put his hands on his waist with a confident face and raised my nose bridge high,

Emily, who had seen a piece of that cooking skill, and Julius, who had been subjected to constant suffering for 10 years, smirked at the sight.

“… Try it quickly. Don’t look at me with those strange eyes.”

Where the momentum had gone so far, she shrugged her shoulders and began to munch on the stew in front of me.

Surprisingly, the stew made by magic was quite delicious, and the sudden breakfast with Emily seemed to pass peacefully.

Until she said that to Cecil.

“By the way, did you say Miss Cecil is also a high-level demon?”

“Yes, but now I am Julius’s wife, Cecil.”

She leaned against Julius, who was sitting next to her, gently putting her hand on her shoulder.

Looking at her like that, Emily nodded, took a bite of the stew, and spit out the words as if passing by.

“By the way, high demons are also described in the first Bible, so how old are they? Hmm, I don’t know if this is where I’m making a mistake of being respectful.”

Emily continues to eat while calmly swearing at Cecil.

She had been orthodoxly verbally assaulted since morning, and she stiffened in the same posture she held Julius with her mouth open.

“… uh, uh. no! Honey, I’m not that old! Am I a year younger than you? Yes, I am still young.”

Julius, seeing his wife struggling like a broken clockwork doll, wrapped her arms around her shoulder and patted her.

“… Cecil is definitely younger than me. Yes, I understand.”

Seeing him give him a compassionate, sympathetic gaze he had never shown before, Cecil shook his head quickly.

“But you’re also a devil, aren’t you? If you add up the age of the devil and the human, isn’t it easy to exceed a thousand years? No, aren’t you?”

Seeing the demons getting worse and worse, Emily grunted a little and gave her a final blow, and Cecil eventually stuck her nose to the table and didn’t get up for a long time.

After Emily left the mansion after having breakfast, she woke up again and acted as if she didn’t remember anything, and Julius, seeing this, let out a small sigh.

In the end, he scratched his head and told my wife not to care about things like his age, but he was punched right in the chin, and he had to lie in his room all day to comfort Cecil, who won’t come out.

***

“Did you locate the high-level demon?”

“Yeah, I think you should have figured it out by now.”

In front of Finn’s bakery, Cecil, who was eating bread placed on a cutely decorated table, tilted her head slightly at the words of the man sitting in front of her.

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

He pretended not to know, but the blonde-haired man, Julius, showed no reaction.

In the end, she gently put down the bread she was eating and sat down with her arms crossed and legs crossed.

“okay okay. It was just a joke. Could you please stop staring at me so terribly?”

“So, did you find out the location?”

Seeing him asking the same question with the same facial expression and posture as before, she shook her head and spit it out with a look of boredom.

“I think we are in the city of Aran, a little west of here. Personally, I would not recommend going.”

Cecil turned his head and expressed dissatisfaction with his whole body, but Julius’s interest had already been filled with the nearby city of Aran.

Aran, a tourist city famous for its beautiful canals, is also famous in the capital as a clean city without heresy.

Is it that high-ranking demons are reconciled to humans in such a place?

Well?

He was pensive as he touched my chin, and in an instant, he raised his eyes and began to stare at my wife.

“Why is it Aran?”

“…what else is dissatisfying? Is it a sin to inform you as close as possible?”

She avoided Julius’s gaze, who was looking at her with suspicious eyes, and eventually confessed to her plan not long after.

“… Aran is a good city for sightseeing and a popular honeymoon destination.”

“I would be there again.”

“Uh… uh, the devil that lives there is… just like me.”

“same?”

“A kid who has become completely human with the devil like me. If possible, I want you to see something positive.”

Saying that, Cecil wiggled my fingers and slowly approached Julius.

She slowly sits down on Julius’s legs.

“You look at everything so negatively. Of course, there are things I’ve seen so far, but my goal is to live happily ever after with my husband and my cute daughter, Leira. When I saw a couple living there, I thought, ‘I can live like that.’ I want you to think about it.”

“married couple? Does that mean that the devil who lives there lives with my companion?”

“Yeah, I sent the samurai to find out, and I had a brief conversation with the devil who lives there, and they said that the bet was already over.”

Unlike you, your husband declared defeat within one day.

Suddenly, she hugged Julius’s head and whispered in his ear with a shy posture.

“Ah, Julius! Maybe my husband is in there… Egumon.”

Rosa, who came out of the store opposite and called Julius, saw the couple embracing in a strange posture since broad daylight, and dropped the clothes she was holding in her hands.

Cecil, who had been seducing my husband without thinking, had his face shriveled up and couldn’t even lift his head, clinging to Julius’ upper body, unaware that he would fall.

“… get away, what the hell are you doing.”

“Can’t you just… just hold me in this state and take me to you?”

“… … .”

On that day, in Kente’s village, there were sights of a woman walking around the street holding her wife with one hand, and Julius’s appearance led to a sensational movement among the youth of the village for a while.

***

“… are you having fun with this?”

“Something, please don’t disturb me, Mr. Lennel.”

A genius prosecutor, Lennel, who is treated as a neighborhood drum to the point of being the second in the neighborhood, found a dark-haired girl drawing on the ground while wandering around looking for a training partner.

Looking at the picture with my head slightly bowed, I see something presumed to be a man and a woman holding hands and smiling broadly.

What is this?

“What are you drawing such an eerie picture of?”

“… Julius’s brother and his wife.”

even more ambiguous. What is the reason behind drawing this picture while crouching on the street?

Lennel desperately shook his head, but no thought came to mind.

“What is this, a cursed painting?”

“It can’t be. I just drew this.”

Thalia, who got up from her bed, swept the painting with her feet, and tried to get away from Lennel naturally.

“Heng, did you give up after thinking about an affair last time?”

“… I never thought of that. There is no way you can do that with the body of a priest.”

“Uncle Manto said you really like that kind of thing, right?”

“I’m going to really kill him someday.”

Thalia clenched her fists and started to live in the direction of the bookstore.

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Manto, who was reading a book in his bookstore, had to feel a chill from Lee Yumo.

“Well, anyway, it was something I liked when I was young, and Julius is completely sarcastic to my wife now, so let’s give up moderately and practice with me.”

“It’s called ‘Haerong Haerong’! Such a vulgar tone… As expected, you need to be treated at our church even now, Mr. Lennel!”

Thalia grabs Lennel’s shoulder and starts shaking.

The two women, who had been tossing and turning for a while, after a long argument, fell to the floor and lay down.

“Thalia, my sweet disciple.”

“Why, Lennel?”

“You don’t know either. Julius didn’t even see you as a woman in the first place.”

“… I’m not stupid either. There’s no way I don’t know that your brother thinks of me as your sister.”

“Then stop giving up and bury your heart deep in your heart.”

When there was no reply, Lennel turned her head to Talia, who was lying next to me.

The large eyes of the girl with silky black hair just stared at the sky from afar.

“Me, I don’t care if it’s the second time.”

“… I think the second one would be too much.”

“Not the second in that sense. I’m talking about the second as a person to person.”

“What do you mean?”

Thalia took a few deep breaths and exhaled.

The breath that came out of her mouth turned hazy and then disappeared, and after arranging what she had to say for a moment, she continued.

“What in the world? There are so many people.”

“… … .”

“Someone will win my love, and another will get cold and go looking for a new one. If the feeling of love were to be visible, wouldn’t it be different for each person in the world?”

“I will.”

“My love and my brother’s love are probably very different compared to each other.”

“I don’t care… even if that love doesn’t come true, even if I just look back forever. Because I like this feeling in my heart.”

“So, in your brother’s head, his beloved family, and then his childhood friend that comes to mind, is ‘Atalia! He’s like a little sister that I cherish a lot.’ Even if you think of me that much, I am satisfied.”

“…that is so sad.”

Lennel patted Thalia’s face and shook her head.

The black-eyed girl shook her head as she looked at the crying teacher next to me.

“no. this is my love Even if nothing comes back, it’s a love that makes you satisfied just to have this heart, but you’re not my brother.”

Sure enough, my brother looks really happy with his wife by his side.

“It’s different with me. Maybe my brother… no, seniors won’t be able to survive without their wife by their side.”

“…how do you know that?”

In response to the teacher’s question, who was sometimes like a friend and sometimes like a sister, Thalia put her hands on her chest and whispered softly.

“I am a person who has been looking for the rest of my life. You can see that at a glance.”

The girl who says that is really like a beautiful angel,

Lennel could only hug her in my arms and bury her face.

The cloudy sky clears, and the clear blue sky paints its own color over them.

Embracing in my heart an unrequited love that day,

The sky reflected in the girl’s eyes was beautiful.

It was an autumn day.