The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Birthday (2)
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Jung Minwoo, watching Baal’s retreating figure, suddenly became curious about his information.

‘Come to think of it, I checked Lucifer, who has the same rank as the 1st ranked Demon Lord, so shouldn’t I be able to check Baal as well?’

Jung Minwoo decided to check Baal’s information this time and activated ‘Heaven’s Eye’.

【Retrieving information on ‘Baal’】

As Heaven’s Eye activated, a new information window popped up.

『Information Window』

〈Basic Information〉

Name: Baal

Gender: Male
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Age: 10,000 years old

〈Detailed Information〉

Rank: Demon Lord (魔王)

Alignment: Evil (惡)

Unique Trait: Plague (疫病)

Current Emotion: Annoyance

‘His unique trait is Plague… I wonder what its effect is?’ Since their relationship was already strained, Jung Minwoo decided to check the effect in advance, considering that he might fight him later.

【Plague (疫病)】

Spreads diseases through the air.

A simple yet powerful unique trait.

‘…Demons are immortal, so they wouldn’t get sick.’

Since it was Baal’s unique trait, he assumed it could definitely inflict strong damage even to demons.

‘I need to prepare a way to nullify Plague.’

If he prepared countermeasures, he would be able to deal with it easily when they clashed later.

‘This is enough information. Now it’s time to see his desires, right?’

It was obvious even without looking, but there was a big difference between anticipating and confirming it directly, so it was necessary to check.

‘Alright, let’s see what kind of desires he has.’

Then, he used ‘Demon Eye’ on Baal.

【Satan’s Death】

Letters formed above his head, revealing Baal’s desire in written form.

‘I knew it would be like this.’

Jung Minwoo clicked his tongue and was about to withdraw Demon Eye when.

【Become Demon Lord】

【Lilith’s Love】

【Sayori’s Death】
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【Death of Satan’s Close Aides】

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‘…What?’

Desires related to Satan began to fill the screen.

‘I thought he wasn’t normal… but this is too much, isn’t it?’

Something beyond inferiority complex.

‘These desires feel like he’s going to cause trouble soon…’

Jung Minwoo felt that Baal was like a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

‘Wait… if I can see this, then Satan can see it too, right?’

Since Satan also possessed the same unique trait as him, he would know Baal’s true intentions.

‘Could it be that he recruited me to prepare for this?’

Jung Minwoo could understand why Satan was so eager to make him a Demon Lord.

‘Still, he’s amazing… to be able to calmly deal with those desires.’

He also realized that Satan was more thoughtful than he appeared.

He glanced at Satan standing beside him.

Wink―

Satan put his index finger to his lips and winked.

“…”

Jung Minwoo felt a chill run down his spine at the sight, but he silently nodded without showing it.

“Demon Lord-nim, I think I need to check the gift I’m going to give you.”

Then he told Satan that he would step back to revise the play.

“Tsk, it can’t be helped. You can’t enjoy meeting my daughter with this atmosphere. Go ahead.”

“Thank you.”

With Satan’s permission, Jung Minwoo bowed and left his seat.

“Phew, at least thanks to the old man, I was able to get out of that situation.”

Jung Minwoo let out a sigh of relief and sat down on a chair.

“Minwoo, do you not like the Demon Lord-nim’s daughter? Ribbit, ribbit.”

Rok, watching him, tilted his head and asked.

“She’s not my type, and I’m not planning to get married until I become a Demon Lord.”

At the words “not my type,” a faint smile appeared on Venus’s face, which had been gloomy until now.

“So you’re saying Sayori-ssi is not your type?”

“That’s right.”

“Could I ask what your type is?”

“If I had to say… I guess I prefer the innocent type?”

He continued to talk about his preferences.

“…I see.”

Venus’s face was now fully bloomed with a smile.

‘Isn’t she showing her happiness too much…?’

Jung Minwoo thought about telling her this, but decided not to because it might embarrass Venus.

“But is there a reason why you don’t want to get married until you become a Demon Lord?”

At Venus’s following question, Jung Minwoo answered as if it was nothing special.

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“Isn’t it cooler to get married when you’ve reached the top?”

“Aha, I see.”

At Jung Minwoo’s answer, Venus nodded as if to remember it.

“The top… that’s cool.”

Anubis, who had been listening to their conversation, lit up and jumped to her feet.

“Alright, I’m not getting married until I become a Demon Lord either!”

Rok’s face turned pale at Anubis’s new resolution.

“D-Do you really need to do that? It might be better to get married and encourage each other to become Demon Lords… Ribbit, ribbit.”

Rok tried to persuade Anubis to reconsider.

“No, I’ll do it after becoming a Demon Lord.”

“But… Ribbit, ribbit.”

“Are you going to keep arguing with me?”

Unfortunately, she was adamant.

“…Ribbit, ribbit.”

Realizing he couldn’t persuade her, Rok’s face turned green with despair.

‘Oh, wait, his skin is originally green, right?’

Jung Minwoo chuckled at his own witty sense of humor.

‘But is there any progress between the two of them?’

He had seen Rok flirting with her occasionally, but there didn’t seem to be any progress in their relationship.

‘It seems like Anubis doesn’t even know that Rok has feelings for her.’

It was highly likely that Anubis only saw Rok as a good colleague.

‘I should ask Rok separately if there’s any progress when I get a chance later.’

He was called the bridge of love in his previous life, so he believed he could significantly advance their relationship with just a few pieces of advice.

“…Shall we eat now?”

Elin, who had been sitting quietly, looked at the food set on the table and suggested they eat.

‘Well, it would be rude not to eat with such food in front of us.’

Perhaps because it was Satan’s birthday, the food set for the banquet seemed even better than what he had eaten at high-class restaurants.
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“Okay, let’s eat since we have plenty of time.”

“Oh, food sounds good. I saw some delicious-looking dishes earlier!”

Afterward, Jung Minwoo and the Demon Communion members filled their plates with food and enjoyed a pleasant meal.

About an hour passed.

“It’s time to present gifts to the Demon Lord-nim. Everyone, line up.”

Lucifer, with a look of annoyance on his face, announced that they should line up.

‘It’s starting soon.’

Jung Minwoo felt that it was time to start the play and got up from his seat.

“Shall we line up too?”

Then he moved towards the line of demons with the Demon Communion members.

The demons in line stood with tense expressions.

“Name.”

Lucifer asked the first demon in line for his name.

“It’s Andromalius, the 72nd ranked.”

Andromalius bowed his head and answered politely.

“What is the gift you wish to present?”

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Lucifer then asked about the gift he was going to present.

“It’s this.”

Andromalius pulled out a bottle of alcohol from subspace.

“What is this?”

“It’s Hydra liquor, said to be good for stamina.”

“…Hmm.”

Lucifer wrote the name of the item in the ledger and said.

“Place it over there.”

“Understood.”

As the 72nd ranked Andromalius let out a sigh of relief and stepped back.

“Name.”

“I am…”

The demons behind him began to present their gifts one by one.

Looking at the gifts, there was a line of artifacts, accessories, and ornaments modeled after Satan.

‘As expected of the Demon Lord, the quality of gifts is different.’

Jung Minwoo was admiring the gifts when.
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“Minwoo-nim?”

Venus, standing beside him, carefully spoke to him.

“Yes?”

He turned his head towards Venus.

“Shouldn’t we be lining up soon?”

She questioned why they weren’t in line.

That’s right.

They had actually gone near the line to join it, but Jung Minwoo was just standing there blankly without actually getting in line.

“Our gift has to be given last to be meaningful.”

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

“That’s true. Our gift isn’t a physical object.”

If they gave their gift in the middle, it would be awkward to immediately show the play because of the demons in line, so it was better to stand last.

About an hour passed.

“Let’s go.”

Except for Baal, there was no one left in line.

They got in line behind Baal.

“Name.”

He could hear Lucifer asking Baal’s name with a bored expression.

“You clearly know my name, do you need to ask every time?”

At Baal’s question, Lucifer picked at his ear and replied.

“There’s a formality. Just tell me your name quickly.”

“…You have no manners.”

“You’re no better with your roundabout way of speaking.”

“…”
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“If you’re not going to give a gift, get out of here.”

Baal’s face cracked at Lucifer’s aggressive words, but.

“…I have to give a gift. It’s Baal.”

He regained his composure and gave his name.

“What is the gift you wish to present?”

“It’s this.”

“A necklace?”

When Baal pulled out a necklace that looked like something a woman would wear, Lucifer frowned and expressed his doubt.

“Yes, I prepared it because I thought it would look beautiful on her.”

Baal glanced towards Lilith, Satan’s wife, revealing his ulterior motive.

“…Ugh.”

She seemed to be fed up, as if this wasn’t the first time this had happened.

“Do you think it’s appropriate to present this gift on the Demon Lord-nim’s birthday?”

“What can I do? My feelings for Lilith are strong.”

A confession of love in front of a demon who was already taken.

‘It’s a wonder he hasn’t been killed.’

Jung Minwoo wanted to applaud Satan’s patience.

“You son of a b*tch…!”

Lucifer’s face contorted like a demon’s, and the atmosphere turned ominous.

“Lucifer, calm down. He said it’s a gift.”

Satan put his hand on Lucifer’s shoulder and calmed him down.

“But…!”

Lucifer tried to argue, but.

“Calm down.”

Satan cut Lucifer off lightly.

“As expected of the Demon Lord, you have a broad mind.”

Baal sneered, mocking Satan, but.

“It’s because I don’t want to deal with you. Just leave your gift and go.”

As if he didn’t want to hear any more, Satan suggested Baal leave his gift and step back.

“Understood. I would love to see Lilith wearing this necklace later.”

As Baal sneered until the end and stepped back.

“””…”””

A chilling silence fell over the banquet hall.

‘Tsk, the old man did that on purpose.’

Jung Minwoo clicked his tongue at Baal’s petty behavior and stepped forward in front of Lucifer.

“…Name.”

Lucifer asked Jung Minwoo’s name with a stiff face.

“It’s Jung Minwoo and four others.”

“What is the gift you wish to present?”

“The gift we wish to present is a ‘play’.”

“…What?”

Lucifer tilted his head and asked back at Jung Minwoo’s answer.

“To be precise, it’s a play about the Demon Lord-nim’s life story.”

At the words “a play about the Demon Lord-nim’s life story,” the demons in the banquet hall began to murmur.

“They prepared a play…?”

“That’s fresh.”

“They danced at the competition, and now a play… Interesting.”

Even Lilith, Satan’s wife, who had been wearing a constipated expression, seemed interested and showed curiosity.

“Oh my, is that gift a play?”

At Lilith’s question, Satan smiled gently and replied.
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“It’s my life story, so you’ll be in it too.”

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

“You can look forward to it. This friend is the real deal.”
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Then Satan turned his gaze towards Jung Minwoo and asked.

“I can look forward to it, right?”

“Of course. It will be a very entertaining play.”

Jung Minwoo answered in a confident voice and glanced towards where Baal was.

‘His expression is not good.’

He could see Baal’s expression darken rapidly.