Will You Cry for Me If I Die? - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Steam was filling the white marble room.

‘Is it poison fog?’

I tried inhaling it.

But there was no stinging sensation.

Instead, it had a very white fragrance.

“The scent is nice, isn’t it?”

“It’s white.”

“White? Ah, you must be talking about this place.”

A woman with brown hair braided into twin tails hanging below her shoulders said.

‘It’s like the scent from snow! Stupid! She’s stupid! But she heard me!’

A skirt-wearing demon.

I wiggled my fingers and shouted.

“There’s no snowman! Did it melt?”

Then an answer came from outside.

“I’m waiting outside like this. Since I’m a snowman, I can’t go inside there.”

“…!”

“Oh my.”

I felt my body getting warmer, so I wiggled and splashed the water.

“You seem to be in a good mood.”

The red-haired demon said gently while floating a duck on the water.

Then the yellow-haired demon on the opposite side, who had been quietly putting her hand in the water, took out a pirate ship and attacked the duck on the water.

The red-haired demon smiled gently and hit the pirate ship with the duck.

Squeak! Squeak squeak!

Before the wreckage of the pirate ship could reach my hands, the brown-haired demon swooshed and took it all away.

I splashed the water again and shouted.

“Pirate ship! It broke! The duck won!”

“…Surprising. Tch.”

The yellow-haired demon muttered.

These three skirt-wearing demons were said to be the demons who prepare me along with the snowman.

They trapped me in this white place, then rubbed my entire body and rubbed me again with smooth bubbles, and finally put me in this fragrant water pit.

And they gave me a duck, bear, lion, and pirate ship.

Only the duck survived though.

When I held the yellow duck and sang loudly, the red demon and yellow demon disappeared for a moment and came back with bumps on their heads.

The brown-haired demon approached and lifted me out of the water.

“Now, baby? Shall we dry your body?”

“Demon, but this is strange! I didn’t hurt at all!”

* * *

The brown-haired demon was silent for a moment, then quickly smiled again and answered me.

“…Of course you wouldn’t hurt! Now, baby. Shall we try raising our hands up high?”

“Magic? Up high! I’ll do it!”

When I gathered mana in my hands to make light, the brown-haired demon’s eyes widened.

“My goodness. How amazing, baby.”

“But I’m not that. Stupid demon, I’m not baby, I’m an assassin! Snowman assassi….”

After thinking, I subtly changed it.

“Just a tremendous assassin! Damn mages! Now interrogate me!”

The demons who quickly exchanged glances among themselves wrapped my body in a large cloth and patted it, then unwrapped it and began putting something on me.

“Good. Now let’s dry off and put on clothes!”

“Prison uniform!”

“…Why don’t you know what a bathtub is but know things like prison uniforms….”

At the brown-haired demon’s muttering, Red and Yellow nodded and said.

“It’s not a prison uniform.”

“Yes, it’s not. It’s ready-made so it might be a bit big, but it’s new pajamas.”

“What are pajamas?”

“Clothes you wear when sleeping.”

Around that time, I realized that conversations with these demons were different from those with the snowman.

The more I talked with them, the more things I didn’t know increased.

I couldn’t understand it at all.

‘Why do you need separate clothes for sleeping?’

Meanwhile, after making me raise my hands up high and quickly finishing dressing me, they somehow gritted their teeth, then gently picked me up and went outside.

“Since we washed with fragrant herbal water, the tension should have eased a bit. Fortunately, there was no fear of water. And….”

The blue-clothed demon who was listening to their report hesitated.

After a moment, he slowly nodded.

“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”

When the snowman gestured to the skirt-wearing demons, they went and stood at a distance.

I watched them intently, then lifted my head and shouted.

“Are you interrogating me now?”

“Yes.”

The snowman’s sparkling silver hair swayed gently in a breeze that came from somewhere.

A few strands of that hair flew in front of my eyes and swayed slowly like willow branches.

I couldn’t stand it and grabbed it tightly and pulled.

It was so pretty that I wanted to hold it once.

Holding it tightly like that, I asked again.

“Where will we do it! The interrogation!”

“….”

“S, sir.”

“My goodness. Kup.”

The snowman’s answer flowed out very slowly.

“Here.”

And after a moment.

I was back in the white-filled basket.

And sitting there with my bottom deeply buried in it, I faced the demons sitting around me.

The snowman with hair tied in a single ponytail.

The blue-clothed human whose lips had been trembling since earlier.

The green-haired skirt-wearing demon and the large elderly demon carrying a big bag.

And the demon covered entirely in black with only eyes visible.

There were five like this.

I stared blankly at them while waiting for the interrogation.

“So.”

The green-haired skirt-wearing demon pushed up her glasses and began speaking.

“Did you like the cushion?”

What the demon was pointing to was the white thing that had been supporting my bottom all along.

I got angry and shouted.

“This is not a cushion!”

* * *

The interrogation began with an unexpectedly fierce debate.

The assassin argued.

“This isn’t a cushion! Cushions aren’t this so, soft!”

“Yes, that’s called fluffy. And if that’s not a cushion, what would it be?”

“Fluffy…, no! Cushions are hard and square!”

I was confident because I had definitely learned about it.

The green-haired demon narrowed his eyes.

I shouted.

“This is made of snow! I know everything!”

The snow here was very cold but fragrant, and made a crunching sound when touched.

But before that sound came, it was soft.

He must have definitely used that property.

“Snow?”

The green-haired demon who had been looking at me with sharp eyes and a downturned mouth hesitated.

“Ho. What made you think that?”

“It’s soft! It’s white! It’s pretty!”

When I shouted solemnly, a pretty light briefly flickered in the demon’s light green eyes.

“Unexpected. I thought you wouldn’t be able to say ‘pretty.’ And?”

Only then was I completely certain.

Not only the snowman, but all the demons in this damn mages’ Winter Castle could talk to me, could have conversations with me!

I kept wanting to laugh, but I glared at the light green-eyed demon with all my might.

I was currently a captured assassin being interrogated… no, questioned.

I shouted loudly.

“If you pour magic power into snow, it becomes like this! This isn’t cold but I know! It’s made of snow! …Right?”

“Yes, the snow here does have that property. Though controlling magic power to make it that way isn’t easy. But I don’t know why your eyes are sparkling like that.”

“I was right!”

“Well. But you’re certainly a very smart little one.”

“Smart… That’s right! I’m a smart monster assassin!”

When I said this while waving both arms excitedly, the green-haired demon’s mouth corner twitched upward.

“Yes, then we can call it a snow lump.”

“…! That’s right! It’s a snow lump!”

I hugged the snow lump tightly and nodded my head several times.

The green-haired demon’s mouth corner trembled slightly.

I buried my face a little in the snow lump and laughed softly.

Though the assassination failed, it seemed like I had won the interrogation.

“Ha, look at that relaxed expression?”

The large elderly demon who had been watching spoke in a booming voice.

“It seems we weren’t really needed after all.”

“Do a proper examination.”

“Hmm. Understood.”

I watched as the elderly demon, who had been large even when sitting, rose up like a giant mountain.

And while he did something to my hands and feet, I stared at him intently, then shouted when he nodded and stood up again.

“A giant! Demon, are you a giant?”

“Hehe… It’s been a while since someone asked so directly. I’m a human who became like this by eating a variety of foods three times a day in large amounts! So you should eat plenty too, little one!”

“Lord Shurah…?”

“Why do you call me, Duke Eden!”

“If it were me, hearing those words would make me want to reduce my meals instead…”

“The Duke has always had a tendency to be contrarian, both then and now!”

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