Devil's Department Store

"Although Figol is not a good person, he is really worried about Miser," Robert recalled, "I have never seen him so anxious, and is he so powerful? The angel didn't even have time to react." gone."

Harry snorted coldly: "He died so quickly, it's cheap for that guy."

Miser closed his eyes and said nothing.

By the fifth day, Miser basically recovered, and the news that Hunting Angel had died seemed to spread, and the Devil's Department Store gradually started to have business again, although not too much for now, but it is foreseeable that it will become more and more in the future. come better.

The employees are happy to be busy again, but Miser, the boss, is absent-minded. Every day, he sits behind the cashier and stares at the dark mobile phone screen in a daze.

While doing the calculation, Robert said worriedly, "Did Miser's head be broken by an angel?"

Harry wiped the shelves and shook his head worriedly: "I don't know."

Miser listened to their conversation, but didn't respond. He did have a bit of a concussion, but it certainly wasn't the cause of the succubus' anomalies.

All because of Belphegor.

How strange, Miser thought, how could he really like me?He is the demon king of hell, why should he like a little succubus like him?

But the performance at that time would not lie, even if it was only a little bit, Belphegor did like him, so what should I do?

Miser looked at the pitch-black phone screen and sighed again.

He should have called and yelled at Belfinger for being so slow and getting a beating.

But when he thought that His Majesty the Demon King really liked him, he couldn't press the dial button any more. Miser couldn't help but feel ashamed even seeing the note "husband".

What an embarrassment to the succubus profession!

This is due to the fact that Belphegor disappeared after killing the angel. If he was in the store right now, Miser really didn't know how to face him.

The succubus was thinking wildly, and a person pushed open the door of the Devil's Department Store and walked in. It wasn't until the other party came straight to the cash register that Miser was slow to react.

This is a tall demon, dressed in a meticulous suit, with a file bag under his arm, and there is no superfluous expression on his ordinary-looking face.

"Hello guest, what do you need?" Harry approached cautiously and asked.

The devil didn't pay attention to the vampire, but pulled the corner of his mouth at Miser, showing a smile that didn't look like a smile, and said, "Excuse me, is this Your Excellency Miser?"

"Huh?" Miser said in confusion, "It's me."

"I am the clerk of His Majesty the Demon Lord Belphegor..."

Before the devil finished speaking, Harry frowned and said, "A clerk again?!"

Miser, who knew the truth, hurriedly drove the vampire away, and said, "Oh, Mr. Secretary, what's the matter?"

The devil didn't care about Harry's offense, and continued to say in a routine tone: "His Majesty the Devil ordered me to protect your safety and assist you in your work for half a month."

Miser realized that this was the person who really came to protect him, not to take advantage like Belphegor.

Miser thought for a while and asked, "Where's Belphegor? What did he do?"

"I don't know," the clerk replied, "Your Majesty has left hell, maybe he has something to do."

Hell's Belphegor left too?Miser was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help thinking, it couldn't be because of me...

"Your Excellency, where do I live?" The clerk interrupted Miser's thoughts and said.

Miser had no choice but to turn his head to look at Harry with a gloomy face and said, "Harry, can you go and live with Al for half a month? Give up your room to the clerk for a few days."

Miser thought that the vampire would be happy, but who knew that the young man's face changed when he heard this, but he became happy instead, and went to move the coffin without saying a word, and the clerk followed. Miser vaguely heard the two people dialogue.

"You can live in my room, but you are not allowed to enter Miser's room."

"Of course, I dare not offend Your Excellency Miser."

"Oh, you are much more knowledgeable than the last clerk."

"Huh? The last... clerk?"

Miser: "..."

I hope they don't expose Belphegor's tricks while chatting.

But having said that, why did Belphegor go?Before the clerk arrived, Miser thought that the other party was busy with the meeting of the Demon King, but unexpectedly, the two Belphegors left hell together... Could it be that they went to heaven?

Just as he was thinking about it, two guests came over chatteringly. Harry was going to move the coffin, and Miser had to pay the bill on top. Then he heard the two guests chatting about the meteor shower that occurred last evening.

Meteor shower?Miser thought, can there still be a meteor shower in the evening?

Sure enough, one of the guests said: "Fucking meteor shower, there is no such big meteor shower, it is obviously a group of angels!"

"Angels?" Another guest wondered, "Why do angels suddenly come to the world in groups?"

Miser: "..."

Grass, Miser couldn't help thinking, it couldn't be because of me, could it?

"Is it because of the previous incident?" The guest said: "The impact is quite large. Many non-human races died. It is indeed time to speed up and capture those extreme angels back."

The previous guest sneered and said, "You're so naive, heaven doesn't care about us guys! I heard from those witches that it's because another person has recently appeared to hunt down angels, and the action is very fast. Heaven is afraid that its loss will be too great, so it speeds up and arrests people."

"Hiss!" The guest gasped and said, "Hunting angels?! Who is it? You are so bold!"

"Not only is he courageous, but he also has a strong background and strength," said another guest. "After all, Heaven is catching one of its own, and didn't directly catch him. I suspect it's a powerful demon."

Miser: "..."

Isn't it a powerful demon?

Belphegor didn't come back to the store, so he went to do this, and Miser was in a very delicate mood.

After all, he is a devil known for his laziness, and he actually did this for him... No, to be precise, what Belphegor did for him from the very beginning was already out of line, why didn't he realize this before? Woolen cloth?

Everyone knows that Miser is a devil. When the two customers wanted to ask him for news when they were paying the bill, Miser held back and sent the disappointed guests away.

Miser sat back on the chair, staring at the phone in a daze.

what should we do……

Belphegor's attraction is unquestionable. God knows how much self-restraint Miser used to prevent himself from falling in love with him, but if the other party really likes him, should he let it go?

But is the love of the devil really reliable?Miser thought gloomily, he was a human being after all before, and unlike other demons, it was normal to have feelings. If Belphinger just used him as a toy after being trapped, would he still be a grieving woman?That's not worth it!

Miser struggled like this for a few days, but instead of waiting for Belphegor to come back, he waited for the witch with big bags and small bags.

Because of Belphinger's actions, the outside situation has become much better. There are fewer and fewer angels, and the number of customers in the Devil's Department Store has increased visibly. However, the witch is still huddled in the crowd, and Miser can still see it at a glance.

After all, not many customers will hang their arms in plaster and wear braces around their necks.

The succubus, who had fully recovered, couldn't help but be thankful for her racial superiority.

With her head raised, the witch carefully squeezed behind the cash register and put down the gift in her hand.

"Oh, what a shame!" Miser said hypocritically.

The witch rolled her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Come on, I'll take it as soon as I'm done. I came to see you right after I got out of the hospital."

"I just found it a bit redundant." The witch looked the succubus up and down in disgust, and said, "You are much better than me."

Miser just smiled.

After hesitating for a while, the witch said awkwardly to Miser: "Thank you, if it wasn't for you this time, I might really have died there."

Miser smiled modestly when he heard this, and said, "Well, I didn't pay anything, I just almost risked my life."

Witch: "..."

Miser looked at him expectantly: "So you plan to pay double the price for all future purchases?"

The witch's face turned blue and then red, red and then blue: "...you want to eat a fart! I'm not a murderer, how can there be so many souls!"

Miser immediately turned his face and pushed him away: "Get out, get out!"

"Hey! I didn't say I won't give you benefits!" The witch spun around and avoided, cursing: "You snob, I'll kill you!"

Although the witch gossips, she still keeps her word, so Miser put aside his disputes for the time being, and just asked, "What happened to you that day? Good guy, you really almost got me involved."

Speaking of this, the light in the witch's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Miser froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that although the witch survived, his doll was broken, completely.

Lost love and heart, even if the body can be copied, the witch's lover will never be able to return to him.

Miser's heart skipped a beat, and the originally active emotion gradually subsided.

The author has something to say: Belphegor: NO! ! !