Doctor Demon

Chapter 313 – Miyoo’s First Business Transaction

"Say ahh!" Gayoon cooed at Miyoo. The little girl widened her mouth to let her mother feed her warm porridge while Magrod was lounging in front of the TV, watching a drama.

"Miyoo wants candy!" Miyoo moaned.

"You can't have candy!" Gayoon reproched her. "You just had your tooth removed."

"Uwu."

Miyoo pouted while Magrod spoke up. "Stop pouting, kid!" He scolded her. "Your addiction to candy is the reason your tooth rot off!"

The girl stuck out  her tongue at the demon in annoyance. Gayoon sighed in dismay.

They were living with the twins at their penthouse because their old mansion was under heavy renovation. The twins were at school while Minho was working in the study with Junho. Gayoon remained with Miyoo and Magrod. To her surprise, the demon was quite odd with a narcissistic side. Strangely, he was quite adorable and even cared for Miyoo in his own weird way.

"Miyoo will go and play!" Miyoo declared and ran off to play with her dollhouse, leaving Gayoon with the demon.

"Mr. Magrod?" She called the demon. She was the only one among the Hwang's who called him by his full name which earned her a spot on the top of Magrod's good books.

"Yes, Mrs. Hwang?" 

Gayoon fidgeted a little, unsure of how to ask him the question.

"It's kind of a personal question," she began. Magrod was still watching TV, his focus on the female lead who was talking to the male lead's mother. Suddenly, the mother threw a glass of water on the female lead and began to shout at her.

"Ugh! Why is she tolerating all that?" Magrod cursed. "Just throw the old woman into the dumpster! Punch her right in the face and-"

"How did you end up as a demon?" Gayoon asked outright.

For a moment, Magrod did not move. He was quiet, his eyes on the TV but his mind reflecting back on her question. 

How did he become a demon? It was something he wished he could have forgotten.

Gayoon knew she touched a sore point and quickly said, "I'm sorry for asking this! I know it must be something you don't want to think about."

"I think about it everyday," Magrod finally replied. The images of countless bodies lie in front of him and he was shaking in fear. Those bodies were staring at him with blood red eyes, reminding him of what he did to them. They did not speak but their gazes followed him wherever he went.

"Even the fires of Hell are less of a punishment for the things I have done," he whispered. "I-"

"You don't have to say it."

Gayoon sat beside him and patted his head. "If it's painful, then you don't have to say it."

Magrod scoffed. "I was one of the worst persons to live on Earth," he said in a bitter tone. "A demon under the guise of a human. Aren't you scared to leave your children with me?"

"Are you going to harm them?" She questioned him. "The person you were before…are you still like that? Or rather…"

Looking straight at him, she asked, "Can you bring yourself to hurt any one of us?"

There was a long silence between them. Magrod was gripped by her question, feeling a little guilty for not being able to reveal his secrets to her. It was something he never wanted to revisit but he knew he would have to face his past someday.

"I can't," he admitted. "I can't hurt any one of you."

He cleared his throat and said in a pompous tone, "I-I mean, any Hwang shouldn't end up in Hell! Ya'll are just gonna rip us off and make all the demons pay rent. Instead of human souls, we'll be working our asses off to make meagre human money! And that little kid of yours is shrewd. She's gonna turn all of us into her personal Alpaca army! Imagine that tiny little devil in Hell!"

Magrod shuddered at that thought but Gayoon only laughed. 

"Thank you, for taking care of her," she said with a smile. "You're not as bad as you think you are."

"I did things which no human can even imagine doing," he muttered.

"Do you do those things now?"

"No."

"Do you want to become like that again?"

"Absolutley not!"

Gayoon patted him again. "Then you're one of us!" She said. "Our pet demon!"

Magrod smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, I'm a pet- Hey! I'M NOT A PET!"

Meanwhile, inside the study, Minho was seated opposite to Junho. Junho briefed him on Hobin's powers and everything they know so far. Minho frowned in worry. He still did not mention anything to the others about the additional secret Hobin had revealed to him but he was debating on many things.

"I'm sure that the Brethren is going to attack again," he said. "The new serial killings which Jina told us about is not going to stop. There must be a pattern he's using for choosing these victims."

"If only we can find one of the members," Junho muttered.

"What about that shaman from the Cho murders?" Minho asked.

"The bastard got away! I tried to look for him everywhere but couldn't find him."

"You said that the shaman had summoned Sungki, right? But if the shaman is a member of the Brethren, then there must have been a reason why he summoned Sungki."

"Sungki was trying to impregnate Jiwoon again," Junho recalled. "They needed a half demon for some reason and Sungki was fixated on Jiwoon so they were using her."

"Half demon…Brethren…murders…" Minho trailed off. He thought for a long time but nothing came to his mind.

He felt a soft tug on his wrist. Startled, he looked around to find Miyoo standing there.

"Papa…Miyoo's toy broke."

She held up a toy plane with a broken wing. 

"Miyoo, what did I teach you?" Minho asked sternly. "What should you do when you have a broken object?"

Miyoo puffed up her cheeks, thinking hard. 

"Sell it and buy new toy!" She finally said.

"Exactly and how will you sell it?"

Junho watched them, wondering what Minho was teaching the kid. Miyoo nodded and walked up to her grandfather. She widened her eyes like a puppy dog and pleaded silently.

"Gwandpa, will you buy Miyoo's toy pwane?" she asked, adopting a cute tone and puffed her cheeks adorably, holding out the plane for him.

For a moment no one spoke. Minho leaned back, enjoying the show while Junho only blinked at his cute little granddaughter. 

"Grandpa will buy all your toys!" Junho declared, taking out his wallet. "How many do you have?"

"Hundred!"

Minho sighed as his daughter made her first business transaction.. This kid is gonna end up richer than all of us someday, he nodded in satisfaction.