Devil's Department Store

The curtain on the big bed shook for a moment, then stretched out a hand, and then drilled out a head.

Miser tried to climb out of bed with weak hands and feet, but just leaned out half of his body, yelled "ah", and was dragged back again.

"I won't come, I won't come," Miser shed tears aggrievedly, "I can't, it hurts."

Belphegor kissed his mouth and said, "It's okay, it won't hurt after you get used to it."

Miser: "..."

Succubus doesn't know how much time has passed since he rolled into bed with Belphegor until now, but judging from his experience, it has definitely been more than half a month.

Seeing himself struggling in every possible way, Belphinger was still pressing on every step of the way, refusing to let go, Miser suddenly became angry in his heart, and the evil grew out of his guts. He clenched his little fist, raised his hand and gave the shameless Demon King a blow. Fist: "Fuck you! You know how to talk nonsense! It's not you who got hurt, of course you don't hurt anymore!"

"Hiss..." Belphegor took a punch unexpectedly, covered his face, grinned in pain, and asked in confusion from the bottom of his heart, "Why are you so strong?"

Fortunately, Miser was dizzy from the sun, and the head was not accurate enough to hit his eyes, but only hit his cheekbones, otherwise it would be another dark circle.

"You have the nerve to ask me," Miser said blankly, "Didn't you train me?"

Belphegor: "..."

After two sentences, His Majesty the Kung Fu Demon King stopped hurting, and hugged him with a shy face. Miser said quickly: "Don't... I have something to tell you! It's business!"

Belphegor said, "Isn't sleep a business?"

Seeing that Miser was staring at him, Belphinger was really impatient, so Belphinger leaned over with a smile and whispered something into his ear.

Miser blushed and didn't object, the two hugged tightly and talked.

"Okay, dear, what do you want to ask?" Belphegor said.

"Hmm..." Miser was a little distracted, and after a while he frowned and said, "I will become a demon, did you do it?"

Belphegor looked down, the succubus's face was red, her eyes were also wet, and she looked at him desperately.

The devil smiled and said, "Of course, dear."

Humans can't become demons casually. In fact, in hell, only nine demon kings have such abilities. Who else would help Miser, except Belphegor?

"I'm surprised that you didn't think of asking about it until today." Belphegor pinched Miser's chin: "How is my technique? Although it's the first time, it didn't make you forget anything Bar?"

Miser: "..."

Sure enough, this guy knew exactly what Monica said to him, maybe Monica's appearance, or even the mermaid's appearance, was related to this guy!

"No," Belphegor said innocently, "The mermaid has nothing to do with me, it just happened to know about that demon."

Miser: "..." I can still know what he is thinking!

Belphegor blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

Miser suspected that the other party was pretending to be stupid, but even if Belphinger was indeed pretending to be stupid, Miser had nothing to do with him, so he could only say, "Why?"

"Why what?" Belphegor asked.

"Why did you turn me into a demon?" Miser lowered his eyes and said, "Did you already know me when I was still alive?"

"Know? No," Belphegor cupped Miser's face with one hand, looked at him affectionately, and said, "I fell in love with you while you were still alive."

Miser looked into his eyes for a long time, and said softly, "Liar."

"No," Belphegor also looked into the eyes of the succubus and whispered, "I didn't lie to you."

Miser pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she changed her mouth and snorted, "Devils don't have feelings at all."

"Well," said Belphegor, "that's exactly what I'm worried about, my dear."

Miser squinted at him.

Belphegor smiled and said, "I'm not an aborigine in hell, my dear. Fortunately, you are not a complete demon, otherwise I would be a little sad."

Miser didn't believe him, and asked, "Did you predict everything after I became a demon?"

Belphegor laughed: "What do you think of me?"

"Of course not all of them." Belphegor looked at Miser, his eyes darkened: "For example, regarding the matter of the Lord Angel, who would have thought that you would be so disobedient? You have already been told not to go out."

Miser: "..."

Miser swallowed guiltyly, and retorted in a low voice: "Who knew that witches are so simple... Wait, isn't it?"

Belphegor: "?"

Miser looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "There are still [-] million who were cheated by Mamen."

Belphegor: "..."

He really didn't expect this, hateful Mammon, beat him up right away!

However, Miser didn’t mention it, it’s okay, as soon as he thought of this, he got up, and said frantically: “It’s more than [-] million! Tell me, how many times have the Demon King’s Party been held so far?!”

Belphegor: "..."

Belphegor smiled and said, "You must really want to know where you went after I sent you back to the Devil's Department Store, right?"

"I don't want to know," Miser said mercilessly, "tell me how many sessions you've held."

Belphegor fell into memories: "I was only a quarter of me at that time, and I couldn't keep track of your movements. When I found the location in the text message, I saw you lying there dying, dear, do you know? At that moment , my heart almost stopped beating."

Miser: "Hi!!!"

Belphegor continued to talk to himself: "I have to say, I haven't been angry for a long time, but that guy did rekindle my anger, so after sending you back to the Devil's Department Store, I found another part of myself, Started 'helping' Heaven clean up some trash. Kind of impulsive, huh? But it's always impulsive when the rage comes, and Heaven always agrees and gets to work."

"Who knows that you changed your mind just after the matter here was dealt with," Belphegor pretended to sigh, and said, "I really didn't dare to see you during that time, my dear, I'm sure you wouldn't like it The days of being imprisoned in bed, and if possible, I still hope that you can truly love me, but fortunately, the mermaid appeared, and you changed your mind again."

Belphegor concluded with a smile: "I'm so happy."

Miser watched him finish the performance with a blank face, and continued to ask, "How many times?"

Belphegor: "..." You are so stubborn, my wife.

Belphegor's face changed, and he said seriously: "The time for heart-to-heart talk is over, my dear, it's time for bed now."

Miser: "..."

Damn, it came to this set!Miser must not suffer from this disadvantage, turned over and was about to run, but just halfway up, he yelled again, and fell back limply.

Belphegor kissed him, and complimented him in a ambiguous whisper: "You are awesome, my dear."

Miser: "..." Go to hell, you bastard!

-

By the time Miser returned to Devil's Department Store, it was already a month later.

As soon as the succubus entered the door, a crying cat was greeted: "Misser! Are you okay? What did you do?! I'm so worried about you! Woooooo what if you die!"

Both Harry and Bedo were terrified, only Benben seemed to know something, looked at him with a pair of big eyes, and flew around him several times.

The angel Al came up to him with tears in his eyes, and said, "You know Miser? When you are away, everyone is united. Everyone is working diligently, and there is no slack for a minute!"

When Miser heard this, he couldn't help showing some moved expressions on his face. Just as he was about to praise the angel, he heard the other party continue to speak.

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Miser: "..."

Al sniffled and said pitifully, "You're all back, can I not have to mop the floor today?"

Miser showed a kind smile: "Five times."

Al: "..."

Angel wailed and ran away.

Robert and Bedo rubbed Miser's trouser legs, raised their heads, and asked bluntly, "Are you alright, Miser?"

The corner of Miser's mouth twitched, recalling the past month, he said angrily, "What can I do."

At best, it's overindulgence.

"But the mermaid has been here several times," Harry said worriedly, "He said you were with the devil, and the devil locked you up?"

Miser: "Uh..." In a way, it seems right.

Robert became anxious and said, "Misser, let's keep a distance from that clerk named Figor! If the devil is really angry and locks you up, what will we do!"

The little cat mentioned this before, but the succubus always fooled it. This time, Robert thought that Miser would definitely push back, but he didn't expect the other party to change his attitude and gritted his teeth: "Keep your distance, you must keep your distance. distance!"

Robert: "...?"

The persuasion succeeded too smoothly, but Robert was a little confused.

Seeing this, Miser lowered his head and kicked it, dissatisfied: "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I inseparable from him?"

Robert shook his head quickly: "No!"

Miser looked up at Harry again, and asked, "I've been away for a month, is there anything going on in the store?"

Harry shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

The crisis has passed for some time, everything has returned to the original state, and no one has come to make trouble. There is no special situation except that the business is too good and some are too busy.

The vampire thought for a while, and then said, "It's just that the mermaid always comes to ask you when you'll be back, and seems to be in a hurry."

Don’t be in a hurry, Miser thought, after finally finding a lover, Belphegor snapped his fingers and sent him back to the human world when he just said he wanted to go back.

"No problem," Miser said. "I've brought back what he wanted."

Since the mermaid wants to fall in love with the devil, what they need is of course a passport. Miser has not forgotten the business in his "busy schedule".

Thinking of this, the succubus couldn't help but sigh with emotion, thinking that he stole his own pass at the beginning, this time he just stamped it himself, so it can be seen that hard work will always pay off, and it is not His Majesty the Sand Demon King.