Mister Will Buy You Candy -3

The Demon King was hesitating.

“B-brother?”

“Let’s resolve this through conversation.”

“Th-that’s…”

She had a look that suggested she hadn’t imagined this would happen. And the same went for Black Heart.

“…Demon.”

To be precise, her expression was one of contempt. Honestly, it was no wonder. An adult man threatening a child using his own life as hostage.

It’s normal to send such glances. But this side is being serious right now.

It can’t be helped, it’s work.

Do they think I enjoy seeing a child who’s like a niece squirming?

“Ah… brother…”

“Want to come over here slowly? They won’t do anything. I’ll guarantee that.”

“But… I’m too weakened now… can’t escape with you, brother… they’re strong… right now… I might not be able to win alone…”

“It’s okay. It’s fine, so come over here quickly.”

The Demon King started to hesitate. The magical girls surrounding me must look like witches in her eyes.

The Demon King, who had begun approaching with small steps, warily watched the magical girls, fidgeting before sticking to my body.

Success.

Pretending to be weak to make her give up. She judged that with her weakened body, she couldn’t protect me.

I feel sorry for using a child’s fragile heart, but…

“Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry…”

There was moisture in her voice as she spoke.

That’s not all. The clothes around where she buried her face started to get damp.

“I came to save you… but couldn’t do anything… I should save you… I, I’m the Demon King…”

“No, it’s okay. So don’t cry, stop. Okay?”

I was flustered.

Why is she crying? I haven’t even brought up anything yet.

“Hey, are you okay? Hmm? Look~ See? The mister isn’t hurt anywhere?”

“That’s a lie…”

“It’s not a lie! Well, it hurts a bit… but it’s not serious. Just like muscle pain?”

Moreover.

“These unnies aren’t bad unnies. The mister said that because he wanted to see our Demon King.”

“Really…?”

“Of course. Have you ever seen me lie?”

“…You just lied!”

Ah.

“I guess so…?”

“So it was a lie after all…! Brother, don’t hurt!! I’ll beat up those bad unnies for you!”

“No! That’s not it! Let me explain! Hey, do you want some candy?”

As I was frantically trying to soothe her, I heard footsteps from the side. The owner of the sound was Iris, no, Noah.

Noah approached the Demon King with her transformation released.

“Um… so… Demon King?”

“…!”

“You really look exactly like me…”

“Who… are you…?”

Clutch.

The Demon King pressed her small body closer to my side.

“Brother… who is that? What’s going on…!”

“Haah… I honestly didn’t believe it, but seeing this, I have no choice but to believe. It seems I really had a younger sister.”

A bizarre scene continued to unfold.

The larger Noah stands with arms crossed, staring intently at us. Her expression seems somewhat bitter and dumbfounded.

The smaller Noah is sticking close to my body, trembling.

Slightly sobbing while having no intention of letting go, she looks like a frightened cat.

Strictly speaking, it would be difficult to call the smaller one Noah, but the two looked so identical it was chilling.

‘I thought they resembled each other, but.’

The two looked as if a decalcomania had been applied.

The mystery of genetics probably can’t be explained with such a simple phrase.

“She looks exactly like Noah as a child… no, is her hair a bit longer?”

“So there really are two Noahs…”

“She looks even younger than me.”

The magical girls were confused between the Demon King and Noah.

Perhaps due to the whispering about her, the Demon King’s complexion wasn’t good.

Come to think of it.

“Demon King? What’s your name?”

I didn’t ask for her name.

I can’t keep calling Noah ‘Noah,’ and the Demon King just ‘you.’

Part of asking her name was also to relieve the tension.

The Demon King, hearing my voice, blinked her eyes and then shook her head.

“I don’t have something like a name.”

“No name?”

“I am the Demon King. From the moment I was born and received the destiny of the Demon King, I’ve only existed and functioned for that purpose.”

So.

“You don’t have a name… that’s what you mean?”

“That’s right.”

That’s a bit harsh.

As if reading my thoughts, the expressions of the magical girls also distorted.

The one who stepped forward the most was Noah.

“So… you’ve been living without even receiving a name?”

“Th-that’s right. Don’t make such a scary face. Father… no, Ppyong-Ppyong just didn’t give me one.”

“Ppyong-Ppyong?”

“…My secretary.”

I continued the latter part of the words the Demon King didn’t say.

“And also the father of Noah and, um… this Demon King.”

“…Brother? What does that mean?”

Come to think of it, I hadn’t told her.

“Hmm… so, Demon King. You’ve heard the name Na Noah, right?”

“I’ve heard it. It’s the name of the one Ppyong-Ppyong occasionally referred to as a failure.”

Failure.

Noah’s expression frowned at those words. The Demon King quickly ran behind me to hide.

“Noah, it’s not what she said—”

“…I know. It’s all what… haah… that damn father said.”

“Hmm. Anyway, Demon King, what I want to say is.”

I pointed at Noah with my finger.

“This is Na Noah.”

“…What?”

The Demon King froze. She began to examine Noah from head to toe with a tense gaze.

The strange sight of two identical people facing each other. Since the Demon King side is much smaller, Noah, who finished her examination first, spoke.

“…I guess I looked like this when I was younger.”

“You mean I’ll look like that when I grow up?”

And then.

“How do I put it… you look like you really won’t listen.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! You’ve barely grown!”

Noah looked down at the Demon King and spoke, and the Demon King glared at a specific part of Noah and got angry.

“What is this brat saying!?”

“Brother! Look at that! Her personality is so fierce, she’s no different from a wild dog!”

“And you, who gave you permission to keep saying ‘brother’ and cling to him?”

“Isn’t it obvious! I call Shin Hyun ‘brother’ because he’s my brother!”

“The only one who can call mister ‘oppa’ is me!”

“Hmph! Who decided that?”

Why are they fighting over such things?

It was hard to understand. They should be similar people.

Ah, is it that? That surprisingly, similar people often clash with each other?

I don’t know…

“What does the mister think!?”

“Do you dislike me calling you brother!?”

They both turned their heads simultaneously to look at me.

Why involve me in your fight? No, rather, from the beginning.

“You can call me whatever you want.”

“How could…”

“See! If you want, you can call him oppa or brother too!”

Yes, that’s right too.

“Noah, you already call me oppa quite often, don’t you?”

“That’s… true.”

“Now that I think about it, it’s strange? Sometimes you call me ‘mister’ and sometimes ‘oppa.’ What’s the difference?”

“Huh? Th-that’s…”

Noah fidgets with her fingers.

“Umm… how should I put it… it’s like… a feeling where my head is completely filled… anyway, it’s like my mouth speaks on its own when I can’t think clearly…”

In short.

“…It comes out instinctively?”

“Yes, I think so.”

Hmm. That’s more than I thought…

‘Was I in extreme danger?’

Filled with thoughts of me, with a grinning face, calling me oppa and clinging to me?

Just look at this kissing incident. Isn’t it something that had been suppressed and then burst out all at once?

If it accumulates like that and eventually bursts all at once…

‘…I might really get devoured at this rate.’

I’m scared. Na Noah is a frightening child!

No, let’s calm down first.

That’s not what’s important.

“Anyway, Demon King, don’t you have any information to give them?”

“Infor…mation?”

“Yes. You’re captured anyway, right? I’d like to hear about that Ppyong-Ppyong guy.”

“Th-that person is a scary person. Honestly, I wonder if you all can win.”

“Hmm.”

“So… it’s better to know only as much as you can take responsibility for.”

Though her tone is somewhat concerned.

“You’re saying you won’t tell us?”

“That’s right.”

Then there’s no choice.

“Girls, can you leave her to me for a while?”

“What are you going to do?”

“…Well, I’ll have to torture her a bit.”

Nothing works better than torture to make someone spill information.

+++++

Noah swallowed hard.

“Mister, are you serious?”

By the time the torture preparations were done, it was already dawn. The other magical girls had gone home, and Noah was staying at his house alone.

Therefore, Noah could tell. That he had been preparing for torture all night without sleeping.

“Yes. I’m serious.”

“…I can’t understand this.”

“Yes, it would be difficult to understand. But if this method is efficient, there’s no need to understand it.”

He picked up an object with a determined expression. It’s a kitchen knife that gleams so much that his face is reflected in it.

“…Well, if she had spoken easily, it would have been a reward, not torture…”

“Wh-what are you planning to do?”

Kkomul-i had the Demon King bound with his tentacles. Due to her weakened state, Kkomul-i alone was enough to restrain her.

Looking at the weakened Demon King, Shin Hyun started laughing, “Khehehe.”

“Torture. Torture. Don’t you know? I believe there are torture specialists in the Demon King’s army?”

“Torture…? Ah, come to think of it, there was such a being. A strange guy who wanted to cut sacred trees to make a triangular rack.”

Huh? That’s…

“Ahem! Anyway… I have no choice but to torture you.”

“Brother… what are you planning… I, I’m!”

“Enough talk. See for yourself.”

Swish.

Shin Hyun cuts off the Demon King’s blindfold with the knife. In front of the Demon King who opened her eyes, there was one large, red-tinted chunk of meat.

“Th-that is…”

“Pork. I hurriedly bought it from a nearby store.”

“So why…?”

“Hey, you.”

“Brother…?”

“Have you heard of food torture?”

Shin Hyun held up the kitchen knife and grinned brightly.