This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 6.1

The morning scent made my nose happy. The moderately dazzling sunlight was warm, and the tightly held arms were warm. In this state, it was the optimal sleeping state to be able to sleep for a few days.

However, the gentle knock on the door shattered my senses.

The Demon King hugged my waist tightly and rested his chin on my head, sleeping peacefully. That, that surprised me!

I gently pushed myself out of his arms. Oh my God, my clothes are still lifted.

From the chest to the collarbone, mottled marks were densely engraved. If even this makes me sick, I'll believe it.

I changed my clothes and set out to find the source that woke me up from a good night's sleep in the early morning.

“Who…….”

“I'm sorry for waking you up.”

Before I could finish my words, the old woman, who was holding the hem of her puffy dark brown dress with one hand, raised her head abruptly and began to introduce herself.

“Crieta, who lives across the street from the village chief, is tied up. Well, I'm sorry for coming in such a hurry in the morning… Can you help me out?”

“What's wrong?”

“It's a day to clear cow dung, but I'm running out of hands…….”

What bullshit is it in the morning? I scratched my head and tapped the Demon King lying there with my foot. Hey wake up, we have to go get the cow dung.

The Demon King turned his body and wrapped his arm around my ankle and hugged it. No, I told you to wake up?

The moment I tried to wake him up one more time, I trembled as if I had been electrocuted. Because the Demon King tickled my Achilles tendon with his tongue. This!

The Demon King opened his eyes with one instinctive kick.

We both followed the old woman to the barn with disheveled hair. As expected, there was a foul odor. I covered my nose tightly and looked at the old woman.

No kidding?

“Honestly, I'm going to cut you some slack—then, please.”

I shoveled hard in a place where I couldn't tell if it was dirt or poop.

Scrape–

Sweat poured like rain. The Demon King could not stand the heat and threw off his shirt. In addition to the wide back, the lean triangular upper body flaunted the muscles as he scooped up the dung. In the meantime, it is very pleasing to the eye.

I was tired of the endless dung, spread out like laundry on the fence, but the Demon King diligently moved his body, scooping up the dung without any signs of exhaustion.

“I'll do it. You rest.”

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I shouldn't say no, should I? I got out of the fence and slumped down on the ground, I think I can breathe a little now.

The Demon King did a really good job. The barn was cleaned in an instant because of his relentless dung-scooping.

Now, as the Demon King was about to catch his breath, some work came in from the orchard this time. It was asking for pruning. Oh, it's like a life experience.

As I climbed up the ladder to prune the unusable branch, the Demon King grabbed my waist and lifted me up. Thanks to this, I was held in the Demon King's arms and hung in the air.

“What are you doing?”

“You don't have to.”

Then he lowered me down the ladder and climbed up by himself with a quick motion. With his sharp eyes, the Demon King looked for unusable branches like a ghost and cut them down.

I received a basket of peaches and apples from Paul, the orchard's uncle who was very satisfied with the Demon King's craftsmanship.

The next destination was the village chief's vegetable garden. He sat down on a small, narrow chair, leaned over, and pulled out the peppers one by one.

Of course, even if the Demon King did it all by himself, there was nothing to say. I applauded the Demon King. Bravo.

The Demon King brushed away his sweat-drenched hair and approached me. He put his two feet in front of my feet and gently lowered his upper body. I put my hand on the black crown of his head with an awkward hand.

“Well, well done… yes……. right… okay…….”

Aunt Crieta, Uncle Paul, and the village chief said that this is why there should be young people in the village, and then they handed over a package of food. And with a small pocket.

“What is this?”

“I spent people's time so much without paying a penny. It's not a lot.”

I made unexpected money. I bowed my back deeply and nodded.

“By the way, the young husband works very hard.”

“Right! If I had done it by myself, I probably wouldn't have been able to finish it even if it took more than a day.”

I agree too. The Demon King was very good at his job like a farmhand. Is he really the Demon King? He is the king. How can he do farm work so well?

“Come to think of it, I have never heard the young couple's name until now.”

“My name is Dem…….”

“Daaaammn! I was just going to tell them! Damned you!”

I hastily shut the Demon King's mouth. I guess he thought his name was the Demon King because I called him the Demon King, the Demon King. Ooph! I almost made an unruly past for the black dragon.

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