The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Birthday (1)

Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members, after changing into attire befitting a banquet, were heading to Satan’s mansion in a carriage.

“””…”””

Originally, given the personalities of the Demon Communion members, they would have been chattering in the carriage, expressing their excitement.

‘It’s quiet.’

Unlike usual, the Demon Communion members were preoccupied with reading their scripts inside the carriage.

‘I understand Venus looking at the script since she has a crucial role…’

He couldn’t help but feel puzzled about the other Demon Communion members looking at their scripts.

‘Does a passerby role even need a script?’

Due to the Demon Communion members’ terrible acting, they had given all the roles requiring acting skills to the butlers and maids, and were assigned extra roles.

“Don’t you guys have no need to look at the script?”

Finally, unable to contain his curiosity, Jung Minwoo asked the Demon Communion members why they were reading their scripts.

“I’m nervous, so I feel like I need to look at something. Ribbit, ribbit.”

“…I’m looking for the same reason.”

Hearing Rok and Elin’s explanations, Jung Minwoo nodded.

‘Indeed… they might be nervous.’

No matter how small the role of an extra was, it was still the same as going on stage, so they would be nervous.

“Everyone, there’s no need to be so nervous. Excessive nervousness only leads to mistakes. So, try to approach it with a light heart.”

At Jung Minwoo’s advice, Venus asked with a puzzled look.

“I’ve been curious since earlier, but Minwoo-nim, how can you be so calm?”

At Venus’s question, Jung Minwoo shrugged and replied.

“I have a strong heart, you know? I’m not the type to get nervous easily.”

“Now that I think about it, you were pretty calm during the Competition, Minwoo-nim.”

Venus replied as if she understood Jung Minwoo’s explanation.

“I want a strong heart like Minwoo’s that doesn’t get nervous. Ribbit, ribbit.”

Jung Minwoo laughed awkwardly at Rok’s envious voice.

‘I can’t tell him I’m not nervous because I’ve been through this countless times in my previous life.’

If this was Jung Minwoo’s first time experiencing this, he would have been as nervous as the Demon Communion members.

‘When I was young, I always played the role of the prince in plays.’

Perhaps it was because he had been acting since he was a child, but instead of being nervous, he was rather looking forward to it.

‘When I was in the university drama club, I received countless love calls from entertainment agencies.’

If he had chosen a career as an actor, he would have been very successful.

‘I want to see Baal’s crumpled expression quickly.’

He wondered how much Baal would be able to endure after watching this play.

‘He wouldn’t interrupt in the middle because he can’t stand it, would he?’

Considering his petty nature, he was capable of doing that, but…

‘It’s Satan’s birthday, so he’ll probably restrain himself.’

He thought Baal wouldn’t act recklessly in front of the Demon Lord.

‘If he does interrupt, I can use that as an excuse to make a bet, so whatever happens, it’ll be fine.’

As Jung Minwoo was lost in thought, reviewing his plan.

Clatter, clatter, clatter—

The sound of horses’ hooves began to be heard.

‘What is it?’

Jung Minwoo, feeling puzzled, opened the curtain.

‘We must be close to Satan’s mansion.’

He could see countless carriages running in one direction.

‘As expected, the scale is different for a Demon Lord.’

There were at least 1,000 carriages.

‘All these people will be watching our play?’

The thought of humiliating Baal in front of all those demons sent shivers down his spine.

Jung Minwoo, with a sly smile, thought that he wanted to arrive at the mansion quickly.

Arriving in front of the mansion.

Knock, knock—

A knight in armor knocked on the carriage door.

Click—

When he opened the door.
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“We’ll check your invitation.”

Bowing politely, the knight asked for the invitation.

“Here it is.”

Jung Minwoo showed the invitation he had received from Satan.

“Confirmed. You may enter.”

The knights stepped aside and opened the mansion door.

As he got out of the carriage inside the mansion.

‘This is almost as big as a castle…’

He didn’t realize it from afar, but when he saw it in person, its size was beyond imagination.

“Great Master, we will move separately.”

Jung Minwoo nodded at the Head Butler’s words and entered the mansion with the Demon Communion members, heading towards the banquet hall.
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As they entered the banquet hall.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

A huge crowd of demons could be seen seated in the banquet hall.

‘Where is Satan?’

Jung Minwoo looked around to find Satan.

‘There he is.’

He spotted Satan sitting on a throne in an arrogant posture, chatting with other demons.

“Let’s go say hello.”

The Demon Communion members nodded at Jung Minwoo’s words and moved towards where Satan was.

“Demon Lord-nim, we’ve arrived.”

“””Congratulations on your birthday, Demon Lord-nim.”””

They knelt on one knee and greeted him.

“Oh, you’re here?”

Satan waved his hand and welcomed them warmly.

“Oh my, are these the demons you were talking about?”

The woman sitting next to him asked with a captivating smile and a curious gaze.

‘Is that demon Satan’s wife?’
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Jung Minwoo subtly raised his head to check.

‘As befitting the Demon Lord’s wife, she is beautiful.’

One of the most beautiful women he had ever seen was sitting there.

‘Their daughter resembles her mother a lot.’

Her hair color was a contrasting blue to Satan’s, but looking at her features and physique, he could tell that his daughter, Sayori, resembled her mother more.
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“””It is an honor to meet you.”””

They also greeted Satan’s wife.

“Ho ho, nice to meet you too.”

The woman waved her hand and accepted their greeting.

Then, she stood up.

“Are you all prepared?”

Satan asked about the play with sparkling eyes.

“We are perfectly prepared.”

“I knew you would say that.”

Satan smiled with satisfaction, pleased with Jung Minwoo’s answer.

“Prepared? What are you talking about?”

The woman asked with a curious look.

“Wouldn’t it be boring if you knew beforehand? You’ll find out when you see the gift later.”

Satan winked at the woman and joked.

“Oh, you. Alright, I’ll wait and see.”

The woman giggled and replied.

‘It’s time to step back now.’

Jung Minwoo, having finished greeting, was about to open his mouth to leave.

Click, click, click.

“Who are they?”

A woman’s voice came from behind.

‘That voice…’

Jung Minwoo subtly turned his head towards the direction of the familiar voice.

‘…Sayori.’

The woman he had seen at the upscale restaurant, Satan’s daughter, was approaching.

“Oh, my daughter is here?”

Satan stood up and pointed at himself, saying,
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“These are the demons working under me.”

“I see.”

“And see the demon in the middle? That’s the demon I was talking about, Jung Minwoo.”

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“Oh my, nice to meet you.”
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Sayori, at Satan’s introduction, greeted him with a cunning smile.

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“And this is my daughter, Sayori. First time meeting, right?”

“It is an honor to meet you.”

They exchanged greetings. Satan’s gaze turned sly.

“Now that I think about it, isn’t it about time you got married?”

Satan subtly brought up marriage.

‘…Time to get married?’

Jung Minwoo chuckled inwardly and replied.

“Demon Lord-nim, I’ve only been born for about a year?”

In human terms, it was a time when he should be babbling.

Satan, hearing the answer, shrugged as if it wasn’t a problem, saying,

“What does that matter? As long as you can take care of yourself, you’re at a marriageable age.”

“Oh, Dad.”

Sayori covered her face with her hand, as if embarrassed.

If he hadn’t known better, it would have looked quite cute, but…

【He he, you must be smitten with my cuteness, right?】

‘…How can she think such a shameless thought so casually? She’s worse than Venus during the Training Center days.’

To Jung Minwoo, who had been using ‘Mind’s Eye’ since entering the banquet hall, she looked like a cunning fox.

“Seeing you two like this, you look quite well-matched. It’s fate that you met like this, so why don’t you two go have a meal together?”

Satan went a step further and tried to create a space for them to be alone.

He glanced back at Venus.

“…”
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He could see that Venus’s expression had hardened as she watched the scene.

【Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure. Must endure.】

He could also see that she was exerting tremendous patience to even be present in this situation.

‘She’s really angry.’

Jung Minwoo decided to appease Venus separately later and focus on getting out of the current situation for now.

“Ha ha, I would love to, but how can I take up your daughter’s time?”

“I have time.”

“But I have something to prepare separately…”

“30 minutes should be enough.”

However, Sayori displayed an incredible defense, not allowing him to escape.

‘This is troublesome.’

As Jung Minwoo was pondering how to get out of this situation.

Thud, thud, thud.

“Demon Lord-nim, congratulations on your birthday.”

A demon with a senile appearance, Baal, appeared just in time.

‘…To think I’d feel grateful for that old geezer here.’

Jung Minwoo felt relieved and stepped back.

“Oh, you’re here?”

Satan frowned and casually accepted Baal’s greeting.

“Despite being born at the same time, I have to congratulate you on your birthday instead of receiving congratulations myself, which makes me feel rather regretful.”

As Baal spoke sarcastically.

“If you’re envious, you become the Demon Lord.”

Satan scoffed and retorted sarcastically.

“…I wish I could.”

Baal looked at the woman standing next to Satan longingly for a moment, then turned around and said,

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Just as he was about to leave.

“Don’t you greet me even after seeing me?”

Baal spotted Jung Minwoo standing behind him and spoke in an angry voice.

‘The sparks are flying towards me?’

Jung Minwoo felt dumbfounded and said,

“Ah, yes. Nice to meet you.”

At the insincere greeting, Baal’s expression crumpled in real-time.

“…Your greeting lacks sincerity. Kneel and greet me properly.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see why I should be that courteous.”

“…What?”

Jung Minwoo smiled brightly and said,

“I’m not the type to be courteous to someone who harbors ill will towards me.”

“…You!”

As Baal was about to erupt in anger.

“Ah, I’m just kidding. Actually, it’s because my master is the Demon Lord, so I can’t kneel to anyone below him.”

Jung Minwoo didn’t stop his teasing and poured oil on the fire.

“You, have you gone mad?”

Baal glared at Jung Minwoo with murderous intent and was about to reach out his hand.
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“Stop it.”

Satan grabbed Baal’s wrist and stopped him.

“Demon Lord-nim, this is…!”

Baal tried to argue with Satan, but…

“Hey, he’s not wrong, so why are you doing this?”

At Satan’s teasing, Baal realized it was pointless to say anything and lowered his hand.

“…You will regret defying me.”

He then passed by Jung Minwoo and threatened him in a low voice.

‘He already tried to kill me, and now he’s talking about regret.’

Jung Minwoo, being a Korean with strong Confucian values before becoming a demon, bowed his head politely and replied.

“I’m really looking forward to that.”

“Hmph!”

Baal clicked his tongue and left.

‘He’s getting this angry already? We haven’t even started properly yet.’

Seeing him react so strongly made him wonder what kind of reaction Baal would show after watching the play.