One day, while out on an excursion, the Demon King found Long Ting hiding in the bushes. After capturing this rare Poké... ahem, retainer without breaking a sweat, Long Ting began a very different life.
"From today on, you'll be my executioner!"
"Executioner? So what do I have to do? Kill people?"
"You do whatever I tell you! I'll put you to work when I need you, too."
"What about status, benefits, and salary?"
"Hmm, I think you'll get the same treatment as the Four Heavenly Kings."
"So I'm the fifth king?"
"No! You're the first!"
"..."
"All right, here's your first order in your new position."
"At your command!"
"Marry me!"
"I'm out of here!"
Note: This is not Western fantasy. This is not Western fantasy. This is not Western fantasy. It's not Eastern fantasy, either. It's not Eastern fantasy, either. It's not Eastern fantasy, either. It's everyday fantasy.
