When I was alive, I was handsome and dashing, with an overwhelming air of dominance. I was the king of demons, and one shout from me could shake the earth and mountains. What do you think? Jealous? Bah, you’ve all been fooled! I’m a miserable wretch who can’t even remember how I died. But as the saying goes, calamities live for a thousand years... Ahem. Whatever happened, I was reborn. But that old Lord of the Underworld gave me a condition and a deadline for coming back to life: I have to do that thing with that unlucky girl...
A seemingly nonsensical wager, and a demon king who can’t be trusted to act sensibly.
What sort of bond could possibly grow between the two?
But once the layers are peeled back, it turns out that the wager made in a fit of pique concealed far more than anyone imagined!
One wants to love but cannot; the other doesn’t love, yet must. Why are feelings so impossible to fathom?
No one can kill me, unless I no longer want to live!
