The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Preparation (2)

“Gasp!”

Jung Minwoo, revived once more, examined his body with a bewildered expression.

‘Just when did I die?’

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He clearly remembered his arm being severed, but his memory was blank after that.

‘I couldn’t keep up with the speed even with Brain Eye activated……?’

The memory lapse meant he had been struck by an attack so swift it was invisible to his eyes.

‘……Just how strong is he? ……This isn’t even a claw, it’s more like a mere callus.’

He felt his own arrogance in thinking he could even withstand a claw attack. Satan’s power was overwhelming.

‘Maybe I can gauge Satan’s power once I reach 1st Rank?’

Jung Minwoo felt a sense of awe at Satan’s power.

‘He’s this strong with just his physical abilities, without using demonic energy. How strong would he be if he went all out?’

A competitive spirit ignited within him, a desire to one day witness Satan’s full power with his own eyes.

‘Enough with the burning ambition. For now, let’s figure out what kind of attack killed me.’

He needed to understand the attack to prepare for it in their next spar.

‘Helper, can you tell me what kind of attack killed me?’

Jung Minwoo sought Helper’s assistance, but:

【I couldn’t confirm due to the speed of the attack exceeding visual tracking, but based on the angle, it’s presumed to be a right-hand attack.】

Helper could only speculate, lacking certainty.

‘Well, it makes sense you couldn’t see it if I couldn’t.’

Jung Minwoo pondered how to counter an attack he couldn’t even see.

One might wonder why he didn’t use his usual ‘Mind’s Eye’ to react, but:

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‘……I couldn’t read his thoughts.’

Unfortunately, even with Mind’s Eye activated, he couldn’t read Satan’s thoughts.

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This was because, like this, there were no characters written, only a blank space, making it impossible to predict his attacks.

‘But why was it blank?’

He had read Satan’s thoughts before, so it couldn’t be due to their difference in rank.

‘……Why was it blank?’

After contemplating the reason:

‘Don’t tell me…… I couldn’t even keep up with his thinking speed?’

Jung Minwoo came up with a plausible hypothesis.

‘Yes, there’s no way Mind’s Eye would suddenly malfunction, so this hypothesis must be correct.’

If he couldn’t even match Satan’s physical speed, how could he possibly keep up with his thoughts?

‘His thinking speed must be different during casual conversation compared to during battle.’

Based on his hypothesis, Jung Minwoo considered how to face Satan.

‘Instead of wasting demonic energy copying all his unique traits, it might be better to focus all my demonic energy on Brain Eye.’

He concluded that he had no choice but to rely on Brain Eye for now.

Brain Eye’s processing speed increased with more demonic energy usage. If he used all his demonic energy, he thought he might be able to land at least one blow on Satan.

‘Alright, let’s go with this method.’

As he finished his thought:

“Oh, done with your pondering?”

Satan, who had been yawning, asked with a brightened expression if they were resuming their spar.

“Yes, thank you for waiting.”

“Of course I’d wait. My son-in-law is putting in so much effort to land a hit on his father-in-law.”

“……”

Knowing that responding to such jokes would only lead to endless banter, Jung Minwoo remained silent and adjusted his stance for the spar.

“Haha, just kidding.”

“Yes, then let’s begin.”
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Jung Minwoo nodded vaguely at Satan’s words.

“I thought it was a pretty witty joke……”

As Satan, looking slightly disappointed, also adjusted his stance:

‘This time will be different!’

He activated ‘Brain Eye’, channeling all his demonic energy.

Thump―

His mind felt clear, and the world slowed down.

‘……I can read it!’

His hypothesis was proven correct. The blank space started filling with characters, forming sentences.

【Judging by your reaction, you’ve activated Brain Eye. I wonder how you’ll attack this time?】

He was confident he wouldn’t die helplessly like before, and he charged at Satan.

Whoosh!

【Oh……? Your movements are faster than before? Don’t tell me you’re using all your demonic energy on Brain Eye?】

Despite his calm expression, his thoughts were racing.

‘Here goes nothing!’

As Jung Minwoo reached Satan, about to throw a punch:

【If you’re coming at me like this, I’ll just sever your right arm and crush your head like before.】

He could read Satan’s intent to counter.

Hesitation―

Jung Minwoo stopped his punch and:

Sweep―

Tried to kick Satan instead.

【A kick? You’ve added a little variation to your attack. Then I’ll just sever your leg and crush your head.】

But Jung Minwoo was forced to stop again upon reading Satan’s following thought.

‘No, why is his thinking speed so fast?’

Even with all his demonic energy poured into ‘Brain Eye’, he could barely keep up with Satan’s thought process.

‘Damn it…… Show me a weakness!’

Jung Minwoo tried various approaches, striving to create an opening, but:

‘There’s no opening……’

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Unfortunately, he failed to find any weakness in Satan’s defense.

‘This is hopeless.’

He desperately sought a way to land a hit.

“How long are you going to keep watching?”

Satan spoke, his expression bored.

“……”

At that moment, Jung Minwoo realized:

“You were toying with me, weren’t you?”

Satan had been holding back, intentionally letting him attack.

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“Of course.”

“Damn it.”

Jung Minwoo threw a punch before Satan could attack, but:

Splat―

The moment he threw the punch, his head exploded.

Thus, just 0.01 seconds into the spar, Jung Minwoo met his second death.

Jung Minwoo continued his spar with Satan, dying repeatedly.

The pain of death was always excruciating, but he could feel himself improving, so he endured the agony and kept sparring.

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After dying 15,463 times:

Dodge―

He finally managed to dodge one of Satan’s attacks.

Splat―

Of course, he died helplessly right after.

After another 45,526 deaths:

Dodge, Dodge―

He managed to dodge two of Satan’s attacks in a row.

And after 235,481,658 deaths:

Dodge, Dodge, Dodge, Dodge, Dodge, Dodge, Dodge……

He could perfectly dodge all of Satan’s attacks.

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“Oh, you’re dodging well now.”

“Wouldn’t you expect me to get the hang of it after dying that many times?”

The reason Jung Minwoo could dodge Satan’s attacks was simple.

After dying repeatedly, his senses had become hundreds of times sharper, allowing him to react to attacks faster.

He had also eliminated any wasted demonic energy, focusing it all on Brain Eye.

“So you’re finally relaxed enough to talk back, huh?”

As Satan said, Jung Minwoo might have seemed relaxed, but:

‘……Damn it, this is so tiring.’

In reality, even the slightest movement made his body scream in pain.

Even lightly poking himself with a finger would kill him from the pain.

But he knew that showing weakness would only make Satan push him harder, so he pretended to be fine.

‘I just want to land one hit.’

Jung Minwoo had a feeling he would die soon, and he desperately wanted to hit Satan at least once before that.

Even a graze would be enough.

‘Just one hit……’

As he contemplated while dodging tens of thousands of attacks per second:

“Oops!”

He lost his balance, stumbling.

“30 seconds, you lasted quite a while.”

After praising him for lasting longer:

“Now die well this time too.”

Satan threw a punch with terrifying speed.

Whoosh!

Just as Satan’s fist reached his face:

Twist―

Jung Minwoo tilted his head back, dodging the attack, and:

“It was a feint.”

He threw a punch at Satan.

“Huh?”

Satan’s eyes widened in surprise, caught off guard by the feint.
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‘Am I…… succeeding?!’

Jung Minwoo felt a surge of hope as his fist neared Satan’s body.

“Nope~ I knew it all along.”

Satan said with a playful grin, and:

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Splat―

He punched Jung Minwoo in the face.

‘Damn it……’

He had made incredible progress compared to the beginning, but it seemed he was still far from reaching Satan’s level.

Over the next five months, Jung Minwoo tirelessly tried to land a hit on Satan, but ultimately failed.

Still, unlike before when he died in 0.01 seconds, he could now withstand five minutes, so the training session could be considered a success.

As they stepped out of the portal:

“Good work.”

Satan patted his back, acknowledging his efforts.

“No, it was you who worked hard, taking the time to train me for five months.”

Jung Minwoo expressed his gratitude to Satan for dedicating his precious time.

“If you’re so grateful, then grant me a favor.”

Jung Minwoo wondered what kind of favor Satan could possibly ask of him.

“Yes, I’ll do anything within my power.”

He readily agreed, knowing there was nothing he couldn’t do for Satan.

“From now on, call me Father or Father-in-law.”

“Excuse me?”

No sooner had he agreed than Satan made his request.

“Should I repeat myself?”

“Ah, no. I heard you clearly.”

He hadn’t expected this kind of request, but:

“Yes, Father-in-law.”

Jung Minwoo addressed Satan as requested.

After all, he was going to marry Sayori, making Satan his father-in-law.

He hadn’t called him that before because the title “Demon Lord” was more familiar.

“Huhu…… Music to my ears!”

Satan chuckled, seemingly pleased with being called Father-in-law.

“Ahem! Jung…… son-in-law, would you mind calling me that again?”

He spoke in a stern voice, but:

‘His tone is stern, but his words aren’t.’

He just wanted to hear Jung Minwoo call him Father-in-law again.

Sensing that not doing so would disappoint him, Jung Minwoo decided to oblige.

“Yes, Father-in-law……”

As he repeated the address:

“Pfft! Haha!”

Satan burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking.

【He called me Father-in-law!】

Since he hadn’t deactivated Mind’s Eye yet, he could read Satan’s thoughts.

【I’m going to brag about this to my wife later!】

Feeling a pang of guilt for reading Satan’s thoughts, Jung Minwoo quickly deactivated ‘Mind’s Eye’.

“Well then, since five months have passed as planned, shall we head straight to the Challenge for the Throne?”

Satan, stopping his strange laughter, suggested they proceed to challenge the 30th ranked Demon Lord.

“I’d like to stop by my Demon Lord’s Castle first.”

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“Why your castle?”

“To absorb the demonic energy I’ve accumulated.”

“If that’s the reason, then we must stop by.”

And so, Jung Minwoo returned to his Demon Lord’s Castle with Satan.