Devil's Department Store

The information given by Garcia was correct. Miser soon met the king of the mermaid tribe. Because of certain stereotypes in the human world, the succubus thought that the mermaid king would be a bearded and strong man, but the other party turned out to be in the same style as Garcia. The beauty looks so different that Miser didn't dare to recognize her at first.

I don’t know what Ella said to her father. The mermaid king’s attitude towards Miser was very kind and kind. It's a bit of a problem, but it undoubtedly proves that the succubus has a good impression on the king.

The king and Ella met, and walked around on land for another day. It was not until evening that they returned to the Devil's Department Store, and from here they went back to the bottom of the sea.

"What Ella is doing now is of great significance to the Mermaid Clan," the king said solemnly, "The entire Mermaid Clan would like to thank you for your help."

Miser thought that he just had a blind date with Ella, and the match was not very successful, but everyone said so, and the succubus said cheekily, "You're too polite!"

The beauty king smiled and said: "If you need help with anything in the future, just contact us. If you are free, you are also welcome to visit the seabed."

Miser hurriedly said: "Definitely, I will go when I have time."

Miser personally sent the Mermaid King to the special passage, waved a small handkerchief when parting, exchanged greetings repeatedly, reluctant to part, and everyone in the shop was very toothache.

Robert sighed: "I've never seen Miser so flattering!"

Al was confused: "Really? Why do I feel that I have seen a lot, it seems that Miser is very flattering if he is a rich man."

"You don't understand," Harry shook his head: "It was all hypocritical flattery, which was shown on the face, but now it is real flattery, which is shown in the heart."

Miser turned around and stared at them: "Go! What are you doing here? Don't work!"

The employees scattered.

Miser snorted, wondering what you guys know, the money he earned from the mermaid clan this time was almost worth half of the total loan amount, that is to say, if there is another big business, he will You can go to the devil bank to shorten your repayment period from 300 years to 150 years!

Thinking of this, Miser couldn't help but burst into tears. God knows, more than a year ago, he thought that his loan would not be repaid until 1000 years later!I didn't expect freedom to come so quickly!

But here comes the question, when will the big business come?According to the current business capacity of Devil Department Store, it will take at least ten years to raise enough money while repaying the loan...

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Today's business was unexpectedly busy, and even with the hired employees, Miser had no choice but to go into battle and collect money at the cashier.

Finally at noon, when there were fewer people, Miser took the time to make juice for Belfine. Although His Majesty the Demon King himself said that he just wanted to be lazy, his recent state was obviously not right, and his sleep time was getting longer and longer.

Miser was very worried and couldn't help, so he asked for anything from the other party. Belphinger woke up this morning and clamored to drink the juice squeezed by the succubus himself. Miser had to ask Harry to go out to buy fruit and do it himself.

"Too much sugar is bad for your health," Miser murmured, "A bit sour should refresh your mind."

After speaking, I squeezed half a lemon into the freshly squeezed orange juice.

Harry saw it until his teeth fell down, but after thinking about it, he still didn't remind the other party.

At this moment, an acquaintance walked in from the door. It was the witch whom I hadn't seen for a long time. The blessing of Tomise and Ira. The witch also made a fortune from the mermaid with the transformation potion. gizmo.

The witch counted the discount coupons of Devil's Department Store in her hand, and when she looked up, she saw Miser squeezing juice at the cash register.

"Yo, so leisurely?" The witch snorted and came over.

Miser glanced at him, but didn't have time to pay him any attention.

Seeing that there were two glasses on the table, the witch unceremoniously picked up one and drank it down. Then, she instantly became a toothless old lady, and her facial features almost disappeared from her face.

"Hey!" Miser said angrily, "That's mine!"

Witch: "..."

The witch was ten times angrier than him, shivering and screaming, "Why are you doing this to yourself!"

Misser: "???"

The witch calmed down, pointed to another cup and said, "Who is this for?"

Miser frowned and said, "Boyfriend, what's wrong?"

The witch who had lost her two girlfriends immediately beamed with joy when she heard the news: "It's nothing, your boyfriend will definitely love you very much."

Miser glared at him: "Crazy."

Then he came out of the cash register with a juice in his hand: "Look at it for a while."

"Okay!" The witch agreed very happily.

Miser came into the room with the juice, and Belphinger was resting with his eyes closed, looking sluggish.

"Hey, Belphegor," Miser called him softly, "Didn't you say you want juice? It's ready for you."

Belphegor opened his eyes sleepily, and Miser sat on the edge of the bed, gently took him into his arms, and fed him juice.

Then I got a witch with the same expression of a toothless old lady.

Miser: "..."

Belphegor: "..."

Belphegor had a complicated expression, and said slowly: "If you have a crush on someone else, you don't have to use this method to kill me..."

Miser looked confused, and took a sip of the place where Belphegor drank, and the third toothless old lady appeared.

"Hiss! Why are you so sour!"

Belphegor laughed: "The cake you make is so delicious, how can you squeeze the juice like this?"

Miser said unhappily, "Harry must have bought bad oranges! Let him refund the money later!"

"Well, don't worry about that, give me a kiss," Belphegor said.

In the past, Miser was too lazy to talk to the other party, but now it was different. He was always worried about whether Belphegor was being wronged, so he glanced at the Demon King, then bowed his head and kissed him.

Belphegor went further: "Kiss again."

Miser kissed him again and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Belphegor immediately said: "Sleepy, why don't you stay and sleep with me for a while?"

Miser frowned, and coaxed in a low voice, "I'm busy outside today, so I don't have time to mess around during the day, but at night, okay?"

Belphegor thought about it, and reluctantly agreed.

"Would you like some more sleep?" Miser asked.

Belphegor wanted to nod at first, but the power of Miser's glass of juice was too great. His Majesty the Demon King found helplessly that although he was very tired, he had no sleepiness, so he said, "Don't sleep now, I will accompany you out Let's see."

When Miser heard this, he thought that Belphinger was worried that the business would be too good for him to be too busy, so he said softly, "I'm not so busy that you need to get up and work, so go ahead and rest."

Hearing this, Belphegor couldn't help thinking about the time when Miser urged him to get up and go to work.

The current life is really happy, His Majesty the Demon King sighed from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't know that such a gentle Miser would be able to see him for a few more days.

"It doesn't matter," Belphegor said, "I can't sleep anyway, just watch."

Miser had no choice but to nod, kissed His Majesty the Demon King again, and helped him get up.

Miser originally planned to trouble the witch, but when he went out with Belphinger, he found that the atmosphere at the cashier was not right. All five employees surrounded him, and the outermost Robert had his tail up. The ground exploded into a feather duster.

"What's the situation?" Miser was puzzled.

Everyone looked this way in unison, revealing the situation in the middle of the cash register, a half-wolf tall werewolf was grabbing the witch's collar, and said with a ferocious face: "Why don't you agree to me! Why!"

The witch was carried by the werewolf like a little chick, and said madly: "Because I am not the boss here at all! I promise you a fart! Damn, Miser, you are finally here! Tell him that you are the boss , why am I so unlucky!"

Facing the witch's urgent plea for help, Miser showed a puzzled expression: "What boss are you talking about? Oh, I see, it's because he didn't give enough money, so you want to coax people to increase the price again?"

Witch: "..."

Witch: "Misser, I'm sorry for your uncle#%@&..."

Having said that, the witch didn't deserve to die. In the end, she solved the misunderstanding and saved the man before he was bitten to death by the werewolf.

"I'm sorry, I'm the boss here. May I ask what you need?" Miser showed his business smile for a long time, and then looked at the employees who were still around with a straight face, and said: " What are you doing? Not working?"

Robert clung to Miser's lap tightly, and did not speak. Bedo lay across in front of Miser, baring his teeth at the werewolf, whining from his throat, while Harry's expression could be called ashen, and even Al All frowned.

Although Devil's Department Store did have some quarrels with werewolves before, it was a personal conflict. In fact, Devil's Department Store did not have werewolf customers. Normally, Robert and the others would pay attention to the movements of werewolf customers, but they responded like today Intense, really is the first time.

The question could only lie in the identity of the guest.

Miser glanced at the werewolf who was gradually shrinking into a wolf shape and turned into an overly tall man, and had some vague guesses.

The man had a pair of light gray eyes, and the dark and small pupils made him look bloodthirsty and cruel. He didn't pay attention to Harry and the others, but just stared at Miser, and said, "I heard that you can help people do anything here. thing?"

Miser cursed in his heart who was spreading gossip and caused him such trouble, but he smiled and said, "You're joking, this is just a department store."

The man looked at Miser and grinned—although this expression looked more like a demonstration of a canine animal: "I am the current head wolf of the werewolf clan, and I know the treasures left by the ancestors of the clan, as long as you promise me Ask, and they're all yours."