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LITTLE DO THEY KNOW I'M NASTY DOG  - CHAPTER #59 - A GAME BETWEEN GODS

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Little note:
BEFORE U READ PLS TELL ME IF THE DRAWING IS VISIBLEEE :(
Second longest chapter (26k+ words) um, let's go? This wasn't my intention though
I wanted to do the Q&A first but for some reason, I can't see any comments?
Cringe / second hand embarrassment warning
Vomit warning
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"..."

"..."

"...What...?" Kokushibo murmured to himself, his voice barely a whisper.

The six-eyed demon, who had spent countless years immersed in the world of demons and combat, found himself at a complete loss. The unfamiliar words you had spoken had reached him, but they were like an enigmatic puzzle he couldn't quite piece together. Though he didn't understand the language, the cadence and structure were unmistakably English-something he was aware of but not proficient in. But it wasn't just the language that left him disoriented.

What truly struck him, and left him in a state of bewilderment, was the name you had mentioned.

Yorichii...

The name reverberated through his mind with an intensity that defied explanation. It was as if the mere mention of it had struck a chord deep within him. Why did you bring up that name? It was inconceivable that someone like you-a mere human-would casually drop such a significant name, especially one tied to his own past. Even if you had mistaken him for someone else, the mere utterance of that name was deeply unsettling and inexplicable.

Before he could further unravel his thoughts, you interrupted his reverie with a light-hearted giggle. "Oops! My bad-" you said, your voice dripping with playful mischief. "You're the other twin. Michikatsu, righttt~? I must have confused you with my pooks Yorichii. Ugh, I miss my MANNNNNN." You lamented with a sigh, as if oblivious to the formidable figure standing before you, your tone imbued with an air of casual nonchalance.

"..."

He stared at you in stunned silence. Despite his centuries of experience and his vast understanding of the demon world, this was a new level of perplexity for him. How did you know his real name? The shock of hearing it, left him struggling to process what was happening. It had been ages since something had thrown him into such a state of genuine astonishment. "You-"

"SHUT UP, HOE!" You cut him off abruptly, your tone sharp as you pointed at him with exaggerated drama. "I AIN'T CALLING YOU THAT, SUCKERRR!" Your laughter rang out, dismissing any semblance of respect or seriousness. "I'LL CALL YOU COCKSHIBO LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE DOES!" You paused. "Wait-can I call you Koku? It's cuter... Hold up, Koku sounds like cock, and cock sounds like coco, which means you love coconuts... you're sus."

"..." Kokushibo's silence was not merely a pause but an expression of utter incredulity. He was at a loss for words, genuinely unsure how to respond to your behavior. Your reaction was so outlandish and absurd that it defied any rational explanation. It was clear that you were drunk, but the extent of your craziness was beyond anything he could have anticipated.

You were a complete enigma to him-an unfathomable puzzle with no easy answers.

Or maybe, just maybe, there was something fundamentally wrong with you.

...

Perhaps both.

"Truly," he began, his voice cutting through the tension and catching your attention. "I'm starting to understand why you were requested."