The Brave Kitty Is Making the Demon King Work Again Today

“Hand over the Demon King’s castle cookbook!” “Huh?” The Demon King was propping himself up, his face frozen in the middle of working up a fierce expression. The little purple cat put its paws on its hips. “What do you mean, ‘huh’? Can’t you understand cat? Hand over all the recipes from your Demon King’s castle!” The Demon King: “…” “Where’s your kitchen?” “…This way.” A gigantic mushroom cloud appeared over the Demon King’s castle. When the smoke cleared, two figures could be seen among the ruins. The Demon King stared blankly at the rubble before him. The home he’d lived in for 500 years! His! Home!! The Demon King back then: He commanded 300,000 demon soldiers and 8 million demons, and was the undisputed king of the demon realm. The Demon King now: He woke from a long slumber two days ago, only to learn that the entire demon race had moved without him. Then a passing little cat beat him up, leaving him with less than half his strength. And now the home he’d lived in for hundreds of years had been blown up. He was really! So heartbroken!