"It's been two days, but Master still hasn't woken up," Lee Jihye complained. "Are you sure he'll be okay?"
The six members of Kim Dokja's party (five conscious and one unconscious) were currently lounging around in Yoo Jonghyuk's hospital room in the 73rd Demon Realm, bored out of their minds. Kim Dokja and Yoo Sangah were nowhere to be found. Lee Gilyoung suggested they could draw on Yoo Jonghyuk's face to pass the time, but he was quickly shot down by a fierce Lee Jihye determined to protect her Master's honour.
"Stop worrying about him, he'll be fine," Jung Heewon told her, idly flipping through the pages of some sort of weapon catalogue. "Go train if you're bored or go bother Kim Dokja."
Lee Jihye sighed and rested her chin on the back of the chair she was sitting on. "How can I go bother him if I don't even know where he is?"
Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung were sitting in the opposite corner of the room, their little heads huddled together conspiratorially. It was rare to see them interact without bickering for once, though Lee Jihye doubted the peace would last long. Sure enough, Shin Yoosung suddenly pinched Lee Gilyoung in the stomach and he slapped her across the arm in retaliation. The tussling evolved into a full-blown death match as the two of them rolled around on the floor, kicking and yelling at each other.
"You two shouldn't fight," Lee Hyunsung said weakly, hovering over them with both hands outstretched. He really wasn't any good with kids.
"Grab his cheeks! Grab his cheeks!" chanted Lee Jihye. "Yes! There you go, Yoosung. Unnie is proud of you."
Jung Heewon sighed and put down her magazine. "Where's Sangah-ssi when you need her?"
"Dokja-ssi will be upset if he sees you two fighting," tried Lee Hyunsung, holding Lee Gilyoung up by his armpits like he was holding a rabbit by its ears. "Do you really want him to get mad at you?"
Shin Yoosung got up from the floor and brushed herself off with a huff. "Dokja-ahjussi won't be mad at me because I'll tell him it was justified self-defence."
"Where did you even learn something like that?"
"It was not!" yelled Lee Gilyoung, puffing his cheeks out angrily. "I'm going to tell ahjussi you were bullying me."
Shin Yoosung stuck out her tongue at him. "Yeah, but ahjussi will still like me more. I'm his favourite."
"No, I'm his favourite!"
"No you're not, ahjussi clearly likes me better!"
"No he doesn't!"
"Yes he does!"
"No he doesn't!"
"Yes. He. Does!"
"He does not!" shouted Lee Gilyoung, bursting into tears.
Lee Hyunsung patted the boy's head awkwardly as Lee Gilyoung buried his face in his stomach and smeared his snot all over his shirt. "Uh...there, there, Gilyoung."
"Ah, speaking of people Kim Dokja likes, did we ever find out who 'the person he loves most' is?" Lee Jihye piped up.
Jung Heewon frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Don't you remember?" asked Lee Jihye, eyes glittering with excitement. "The prophecy came true in the end, didn't it? Kim Dokja died as the Demon King."
"Are you trying to say..."
"And Master was the one who delivered the final blow!" she continued, punching the air in triumph. "So I was right all along about their relationship!"
Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung pouted.
"But we all had a part in taking Dokja-ahjussi down," argued Shin Yoosung. "Shouldn't that mean he loves us all?"
"He clearly doesn't love us all equally though," Jung Heewon snorted. She jabbed her thumb at Lee Jihye. "Don't you remember her 6 affection points?"
"Kim Dokja is trash," Lee Jihye repeated solemnly.
[The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ agrees with incarnation 'Lee Jihye' 's statement.]
Lee Jihye was suddenly struck with a bolt of inspiration and leapt to her feet, knocking her chair over in the process. "Wait, Heewon-unnie!" she cried. "Do you still have the Affection Reader on you?"
"Maybe. Let me check."
Lee Jihye raced to the door and threw it open, poking her head outside. "Sangah-unnie!" she called out into the hallway, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Are you there? Quick! Over here!"
"Jihye? Did Yoo Jonghyuk-ssi wake up?" came Yoo Sangah's voice.
"I'm testing a hypothesis," Lee Jihye said confidently, dragging an unwilling Yoo Sangah into the room by her arm. "Sangah-unnie, can you take out the clothes the 'Queen of the Darkest Spring' lent you? You know, back at Dark Castle?"
Yoo Sangah flushed at the sudden request. "I...sure?"
[The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is interested in this new development.]
[The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ wants to know what a hypothesis is.]
[The constellation ‘Bald General of Justice’ is begrudgingly intrigued.]
Clothes fell out of the air and landed on the bed where Yoo Jonghyuk was sleeping. At the same time, Jung Heewon pulled out the Affection Reader 'Demon-Like Judge of Fire' had given her during the tenth scenario and handed it over to Lee Jihye.
"You do know that Kim Dokja has to be here for this thing to work, right," said Jung Heewon, folding her arms across her chest. "Unless you're trying something different?"
"Yoosung can go call him later," said Lee Jihye, "the most important thing right now is this."
She threw the covers on Yoo Jonghyuk to the side and whirled around to face Jung Heewon with a passionate sparkle in her eyes. "Do you think Master will be able to beat 481 points?"
The room burst into noise.
[The constellation who likes to change sex is delighted.]
[Some constellations are screaming with excitement.]
[Many constellations are watching the scene unfold with eager eyes.]
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"Perverts," said Jung Heewon, but she was smirking. "Lee Jihye, didn't you say you were going to protect your master's honour?"
"Master is an honourable man, so he'll understand that this is a sacrifice for the greater good," Lee Jihye replied in a stern voice. Her hand hovered hesitantly over Yoo Jonghyuk's collar, and she swallowed. "Actually, um...Lee Hyunsung-oppa? Will you do the honours?"
Lee Hyunsung shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "What do you want me to do?"
"You know, help Master change."
Yoo Sangah's cheeks were flushed and she was staring intently at the wall as if she couldn't bear to look at the sight before her.
"Change...into what?" asked Lee Hyunsung.
"Do I really have to spell everything out for you?"
Sweat trickled down Lee Hyunsung's forehead, and he hastily wiped it away with the back of his hand. "That's not...I can't...what if he wakes up?"
Shin Yoosung narrowed her eyes. "The doctor said he's not going to wake up any time soon."
"Come on, guys, this is for the benefit of scientific advancement," Lee Jihye appealed to the other members of their party. "I would do it myself, but I think that's kind of inappropriate."
"Oh, now you're talking about propriety?"
"I'm a minor! You do it, Heewon-unnie. You're already morally bankrupt, so this should be okay."
"What's that supposed to mean?! Hyunsung-ssi..."
Shin Yoosung stood up with the determined air of a soldier marching into battle and strode towards Yoo Jonghyuk's bed, stopping in front of it.
"I'll do it," she announced, and abruptly tore open the first two buttons of Yoo Jonghyuk's shirt.
Lee Jihye screamed, in either excitement or horror, it was hard to tell. Yoo Sangah quickly ran over and grabbed Shin Yoosung around her middle, pulling her aside.
"Yoosung, what do you think you're doing? You can't—"
"I'm a man," said Lee Gilyoung, taking Shin Yoosung's place. "So it should be okay if I do it, right? I want to know too."
"Woah, Gilyoung!" shouted Jung Heewon. She hastily dragged him away before he could unbutton Yoo Jonghyuk's shirt. "That's crossing the line into sexual harassment, I can't support this kind of behaviour."
"Let me go," whined Shin Yoosung, kicking her feet in the air. "I just want to know what ahjussi's maximum affection level is!"
"Which is why, Hyunsung-ssi, you should change into this dress."
"Me? Heewon-ssi, I...I really don't think—"
"You're right, unnie. Maybe it's not the person that matters most, but the gender of that person."
"Heewon-ssi, please don't come closer with the dress! Heewon-ssi!"
Something shattered onto the ground, startling everyone. Kim Dokja was standing at the entrance to the room, staring at them with an expression of horror.
"What are you guys doing?"