The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Play Preparation

Five days had passed since Venus and Jung Minwoo’s date.

“Shall we start preparing for the play in earnest?”

The day to prepare for the play had arrived.

“First, let’s briefly summarize Satan’s life story. Then, let’s take some time to write the script.”

At Jung Minwoo’s words, Rok tilted his head and said,

“How are you going to summarize it? Ribbit, ribbit.”

Jung Minwoo answered, holding up three fingers in response to Rok’s question.
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“I’m thinking of summarizing it into three events.”

The first is Satan’s life at the training center.

The second is the process of Satan becoming a Demon Lord.

The third is the process of Satan becoming the Demon King.

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If they just summarized these points, they would be able to perform a play of about 30 minutes.

“Certainly, if we just hit the main points, we can finish it quickly.”

“…That’s right.”

Anubis and Elin, after listening to the explanation, nodded their heads in agreement.

“Then, shall we go to the library and research the materials?”

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Just as Jung Minwoo was about to move to the library inside the mansion with the Demon Communion members,

“Minwoo-nim, didn’t you say you had to get Baal to accept the bet on this birthday?”

Venus brought up the matter of the bet.

“That’s why I’m thinking of adding Baal’s story to the play.”

“Adding it?”

“Yeah, I’m thinking of incorporating him into the play as the second-in-command who can’t defeat Satan. What do you think?”

Venus, after listening to the explanation, answered as if she understood.

“If that’s the case… Baal will be furious.”

“That’s right. I heard from Satan that he seems to have an inferiority complex personally.”

“If that’s the case, he’ll definitely propose a bet.”

Just from the fact that he sent demons to kill Jung Minwoo because he didn’t join his faction, it was clear how narrow-minded he was. With this level of provocation, he would definitely propose a bet.

“Then, let’s quickly do our research since we don’t have much time left.”

With that, Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members gathered in the meeting room again with books about Satan’s life story from the library.

“Hmm, Satan and Baal were classmates from the training center.”

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Looking at the life story, they could confirm that the bad blood between the two started from the training center.

‘This way, I can make the story even more stimulating.’

After checking the rest of the life story, they could see that it flowed in a similar pattern.

‘Satan became a Demon Lord first, and then he became the Demon King.’

From Satan’s perspective, there was no other ‘overpowered’ protagonist.

‘Baal is just an extra.’

From Baal’s perspective, it was so miserable that he looked like a tool to highlight the protagonist.

‘No wonder he has an inferiority complex.’

Wasn’t it too pathetic that he couldn’t surpass Satan for ten thousand years, no matter how hard he tried?

It was even pitiful from a certain point of view, but…

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‘I need to focus on this point.’

From the moment Baal showed hostility towards Jung Minwoo, he had long excluded personal feelings. Baal was nothing more than delicious prey.

‘But… it’s a bit lacking to write the script like this.’

It seemed like this was enough to get Baal to accept the bet, but Jung Minwoo felt that it lacked a big punch.

‘He’s the one who put me in danger, so I want to humiliate him even more…’

Jung Minwoo pondered how he could humiliate Baal further.

‘Should I just ask the person involved?’

And he concluded that there was no better way than to hear it from the person involved.

“Guys, I’ll be back after visiting Satan for a bit.”

Rok scratched his head and asked at Jung Minwoo’s words,

“To the Demon King-nim? Ribbit, ribbit.”

“Yeah, I feel like the content is a bit lacking, so I’m going to hear it from him directly.”

“Then, what should we be doing? Ribbit, ribbit.”

“You can summarize the parts I pointed out and make them into a script.”
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“Leave it to me! Ribbit, ribbit.”

With that, Jung Minwoo left the mansion and headed straight for the Demon King’s Castle.

He then visited Satan’s office, and…

“Oh, what brings you here first?”

Satan welcomed him with open arms.

“I felt like the play was 2% lacking, so I came to hear it directly from you.”

Satan answered with sparkling eyes at Jung Minwoo’s words.

“Good idea. I think it’s going to be a long story, so would you like to sit down?”

“Alright.”

As Jung Minwoo sat down at Satan’s suggestion,

“Which part should I tell you about?”

Satan sat down as well, showing an excited expression.

“I want to hear about Baal.”

“About Baal?”

“Yes, I need to incorporate Baal’s story into the play, but I feel like it’s a bit lacking.”

Satan chuckled as if he found it amusing.

“Let’s see. Baal was… a very lacking friend…”

Then, with a nostalgic expression, he began to tell the story of the past.

‘Hmm, it’s similar to what’s written in the life story.’

Jung Minwoo was recording what Satan was saying in his notebook when…

“When I found out that Baal had a crush on my wife, I was speechless.”

“?!”

A very interesting story came out of Satan’s mouth.

“According to my wife, he courted her quite hard.”

“I see.”

“When she chose me, he was so shocked that he shut himself up in the castle for 100 years.”

“100 years… he must have been really serious.”

“That’s right. Probably the reason he’s still not married is because he can’t forget my wife.”

Jung Minwoo, listening to Satan’s story, asked with a slight doubt,

“You’re not angry that another man likes your wife?”

Usually, most people would be offended if another man liked their woman.

“Angry? Not really. She’s already my woman, so why should I be angry?”

But Satan was only happy that his wife was popular.

‘He thinks differently.’

Jung Minwoo nodded and wrote down what Satan had just said in his notebook.

‘This is it. This is the big punch I can use.’

A scoundrel who stays in the position of second-in-command for his entire life, coveting another man’s woman.

‘It would be quite interesting if we go with this setting.’

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Jung Minwoo decided to get Satan’s permission before using this content in the play.

“Demon King-nim.”

“What?”

“Can I use this content in the play?”

He was worried that Satan might refuse because his wife was involved, but…

“Of course.”

Satan gave him permission without any hesitation, as if it wasn’t a problem at all.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, Demon King-nim, I think the play will turn out great.”

“I’ll look forward to it.”

After finishing his business, Jung Minwoo was about to leave after saying goodbye, when…

“Oh, right.”

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Satan clapped his hands as if he had remembered something to say.

“My daughter will also be coming to your birthday, so dress nicely.”

Jung Minwoo recalled the woman who had greeted him a week ago and said,

“…You mean your daughter?”

“Yes, she’s a stunning beauty. You’ll be surprised.”

“…Alright.”

It seemed like Satan didn’t know that he and Sayori knew each other, so he just nodded and answered.

Jung Minwoo returned to the mansion and checked the script that had been written.

‘The script itself is not bad since everyone worked together.’

The important parts were well captured, so it seemed like they could start revising it right away.

‘I just need to add the part about Baal’s unrequited love.’

After about a week of revisions…

“Whew, it’s done.”

He was able to complete a satisfactory script.

‘No one will be able to nitpick the content with this.’

Now all that was left was to act it out well.

‘…I wonder if they can act well?’

He was worried inwardly, but…

‘Even if it’s awkward, it’ll get better with practice.’
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Jung Minwoo decided to make up for their lack of skills with practice, and erased his anxiety.

“Now we need to assign roles, so everyone please read the script and act it out.”

And after having them act, Jung Minwoo realized that he had been shortsighted.

“I won’t lose to youuu?!”

“I won’t lose to youuu! Ribbit, ribbit.”

“…I… I won’t… lose to… you.”

Anubis, Rok, and Elin, in that order, showed off their terrible acting skills.

‘What should I do…?’

There were two weeks left, but he had no confidence in fixing their terrible acting.

‘If Baal sees this clumsy acting, he’ll scoff instead of getting angry.’

No matter how good the content was, if the actors couldn’t act, they wouldn’t be able to properly provoke Baal.

“…I won’t lose to you!”

Fortunately, only Venus was able to act normally.

‘…No, I can do everything.’

Jung Minwoo’s eyes shone with determination.

‘I’ve never failed at anything I set my mind to. If I train them hard for a week, their acting skills will improve.’

Afterward, Jung Minwoo grabbed the Demon Communion members and started acting training.

A week later.

Jung Minwoo gained the true realization that there are things that can’t be solved with effort alone.

“I won’t lose to youuu-uuuuu?!”

“I won’t lose to youuu-uuuuu! Ribbit, ribbit.”

“…Yo-You… I… I won’t… l-lose… to… you.”
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As you can see from their acting, their acting skills hadn’t changed at all from a week ago.

No, it was more accurate to say that they had regressed.

‘…Damn it.’

Jung Minwoo was deep in thought about what to do for the remaining week.

‘…If we go on like this, the play will be ruined. I have to find a way somehow.’

As he was racking his brains for a solution…

Knock, knock―

“Everyone, please have some snacks while you work.”

The Head Butler walked into the meeting room.

‘…Wait. I don’t have to stick to the Demon Communion members for the roles, right?’

Seeing the Head Butler, Jung Minwoo had a sudden thought: what if he had the Head Butler play the role of ‘Baal’?

“Head Butler.”

“Yes, Great Master.”

“Do you know how to act?”

The Head Butler pondered Jung Minwoo’s question for a moment, then…

“I’ve never done it before.”

He shook his head, giving a devastating answer.

“…I’m sorry, but could you try acting out this part?”

Jung Minwoo handed the script to the Head Butler, clinging to a sliver of hope.

“…Hmm, alright.”

The Head Butler stroked his beard and began to memorize the lines in the script.

“Then, I’ll try it.”

After about a minute, the Head Butler, as if he had memorized all the lines, cleared his throat and prepared to act.

“Satan! I may have lost this time, but the next time we fight, it will be you kneeling before me!”

And Jung Minwoo felt a thrill at the Head Butler’s acting that followed.

‘…Found it!’

The Head Butler, who had never acted before, had given the most realistic performance out of everyone.

‘With this, I can finish the play brilliantly!’

Jung Minwoo, tasting newfound hope, grabbed the Head Butler’s hand and said,

“I’m sorry, but could you act with us on my birthday?”

“If it is Great Master’s will, I will do my best.”

“Thank you so much.”

Jung Minwoo repeatedly thanked the Head Butler and gathered all the butlers and maids in the mansion.

And he selected the demons who were good at acting from among them and assigned them new roles.

“I promise to reward you all handsomely if you perform the play well on the Demon King-nim’s birthday.”

As soon as he promised to reward them, the butlers and maids were fired up and devoted themselves to acting.

After spending time practicing with the demons…

‘…Perfect!’

They were able to finish their preparations perfectly in time for the birthday.

‘Alright, shall we go shake things up?’

Jung Minwoo smiled confidently and headed straight for Satan’s mansion with them.