THE GAME

“I told you not to run! What if something bad happened to you?!” Joy scolded Yerim angrily as they stood outside the cookie shop.

“I'm sorry, I was just too excited,” Yerim pouted, her demeanor suddenly childlike. Joy glanced at the younger devil's hand and noticed her rubbing it incessantly.

“What happened? Are you hurt?” Joy reached out to touch Yerim's hand, and the latter winced in pain.

“I fell on the ground because someone bumped into me,” Yerim explained cutely, as if she were speaking to a mother.

As Joy tended to Yerim's injury, the mystery man still lingered in her mind. I wonder who he is, he is so beautiful though, she thought to herself, her curiosity piqued by the encounter.

“Let me heal your hand,” Joy interrupted Yerim's thoughts. Suddenly, a white mist appeared in Joy's hand.

As Joy began to heal Yerim's hand, Yerim watched in amazement, her eyes widening as she witnessed the mysterious power at work.

“Wow, Joy, you have healing powers!” Yerim exclaimed in awe. Joy could only offer a faint smile in response.

Once Joy finished healing Yerim's hand, the younger devil bombarded her with questions.

“I want to learn that too!”

“Can you teach me, Joy?”

“Joy, do you teleport, too?”

Joy could only sigh and rub her head at the enthusiastic barrage of questions from the young devil.

“I want to be a powerful devil, Joy!” Yerim jokingly said to her.

Joy's mind suddenly wandered as she remembered the moment when Yerim unleashed unknown power—a power that no ordinary devil could possess.

Well, she could be the powerful devil, Joy chuckled to herself, amused by the irony of Yerim's playful remark.

“Let's go now, Seulgi and Wendy are waiting for us,” Joy said.

“But I want to buy cookies,” Yerim protested, still holding up a handful of sweets. Joy sighed.

“I'll just bake you cookies, let's go,” she insisted, dismissing Yerim's request to buy cookies, leading Yerim away.

Yerim followed reluctantly, but her excitement grew at the thought of Joy baking her cookies.

“Joy, I want to visit your house,” Yerim suddenly exclaimed.

“No, you're not invited,” Joy replied as they began to walk.

“But why? Is there something scary in your house? Wait– do you and Wendy live together?” Yerim asked, puzzled.

“No, we have separate houses, but they're just beside each other,” Joy explained. Yerim nodded in understanding.

“After this, we can tour you around on your new house,” Joy continued.

Yerim exclaimed in shock. “We have our own house here?”

“Yes, you and Seulgi will live there from now on.” Joy revealed, her tone filled with reassurance and warmth.

Azazel had tasked them with providing Yerim with a large house, equipped with everything she could possibly need. He recognized her as special and deserving of such accommodations. However, they decided to keep this information discreet, knowing that jealousy could arise among the newcomers or other demons, if they were to find out.

They had decided not to separate Yerim from Seulgi, knowing how deeply they cared for each other. The thought of being apart would have upset Yerim greatly, as Seulgi was not just her friend, but her sister.

...

Yerim and Seulgi's eyes sparkled as they entered the noraebang, a surprising find in the depths of hell. The table was already set with various foods, and a selection of drinks, including beer, awaited them.

After their tour of Hogsmead, Yerim spotted the noraebang and felt a surge of excitement. She couldn't believe there was a noraebang here in hell, too. It was a welcome reminder of home and brought a sense of familiarity to their new surroundings.

Yerim and Seulgi began to drink and belted out random songs in the karaoke room, their laughter filling the air. Joy and Wendy watched with amusement, shaking their heads at the sisters' antics.

“May I remind the two of you, this is the cause of your death,” Joy remarked dryly, but she couldn't help but join in the fun, grabbing a drink herself.

“This alcohol is twice as strong as what you drank on Earth,” Wendy keeps reminded them.

Yerim gazed at Wendy with affection and approached her for a hug. Wendy was surprised by the sudden display of affection from the young devil, but she smiled warmly and gently caressed Yerim's soft hair. She couldn't help but conclude that Yerim was already drunk.

“Wendy, sing for us!” Yerim giggled, her enthusiasm infectious. However, Wendy felt a wave of shyness wash over her.

“Yeah Wendy, sing for us!” Seulgi chimed in, urging her on as she grabbed a glass and downed the alcohol in one go. 

“Grant them with your amazing voice, Wendy,” Joy whispered to her, encouraging her more.

Wendy could only chuckle at her situation and grabbed the mic, choosing her favorite song to sing. As she started to sing "Butterfly" by Mariah Carey, her voice filled the room with its mesmerizing melody.

Yerim and Seulgi gasped as they heard how beautiful Wendy's singing voice was. They stopped what they were doing and simply watched Wendy with amazement, captivated by her soulful rendition of the song.

Joy could only stare at Yerim, feeling something stir within her as she observed the admiration in Yerim's eyes towards Wendy. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she took a sip of her drink, reminding herself that Yerim was just a kid. Yet, a nagging thought lingered in her mind—Yerim could possibly be the daughter of their queen.

As Wendy finished her song, Yerim and Seulgi erupted into enthusiastic applause, giving Wendy a standing ovation.

“Wow, Wendy, you really have an amazing voice. Can you sing me a lullaby too?” Seulgi complimented Wendy.

“I can't believe Mariah's songs are famous even in hell,” Yerim remarked, her eyes fixed on Wendy. Wendy could only blush at their compliments, feeling touched by their admiration.

As the night wore on, Yerim and Seulgi found themselves already drunk, giggling and talking in gibberish.

“I think we should just teleport and bring them to their house because I'm already tired, Wendy,” Joy said, rubbing her head as she too felt a little dizzy from drinking too much. Wendy chuckled in agreement.

“Just grab Yerim, and I will grab Seulgi,” Wendy instructed Joy. Together, they gently pulled the sisters, who were now sprawled on the couch.

Wendy hugged Seulgi, who chuckled in response, her face flushed from the alcohol, before returning the hug.

Joy pulled Yerim close to her and hugged the young devil tightly.

“Jwooyy, why you hugging me?” Yerim chuckled in a slurred voice, but Joy ignored her.

They all huddled together, and Wendy held Joy's hand. With a flick of her fingers, Wendy activated her teleportation ability, and they were immediately transported to Yerim and Seulgi's new house.

Wendy and Joy knew where Yerim and Seulgi room's was because they had already toured the house and checked everything before bringing the sisters here. They carefully placed the drunk sisters in their own room, making sure they were comfortable before tucking them into bed. 

“Thank you, Wendy,” Seulgi groggily said, her voice barely audible as she hugged Wendy tightly. Wendy returned the hug, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort in the embrace, before Seulgi drifted off into dreamland. Smiling softly, Wendy gently Seulgi's hair.

“Thank you too, Seulgi,” Wendy whispered softly before leaving the room. She felt grateful for the bond they shared and the unexpected friendship that had formed in the midst of chaos.

Joy groaned as Yerim continued to ramble in a slurred voice.

“Can you just shut up, Yerim!” Joy said annoyed, helping Yerim into bed.

Yerim suddenly stopped and stared at Joy, her eyes puffy from drunkenness. As Joy looked into Yerim's eyes, she felt a strange stirring within her, a mixture of fondness and protectiveness towards the young devil. 

“Y–you look like my f–future girlfriend,” Yerim mischievously grinned, her words slurred but laced with a playful charm. Joy felt her cheeks flush even more as she caught sight of Yerim's smirk, finding herself strangely drawn to the young devil's mischievous demeanor.

“Just go to sleep, Yerim. Good night,” Joy said, turning to leave. But before she could, she felt a warm hand on her cheek and before she could react, Yerim's lips met hers in a surprising kiss.

Joy was shocked when Yerim kissed her. She held her lips, feeling flustered and unsure of how to react. Before she could scold Yerim, she realized that the young devil had already drifted off to sleep, lost in dreamland.

Feeling overwhelmed and unsure of what to do, Joy quietly left Yerim's room, her face flushed with a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

"You have to stop yourself, Joy, before anything worse might happen," she whispered to herself, determined to keep her emotions in check and avoid any further complications.

...

As morning dawned, Seulgi awoke in an unfamiliar place, her head throbbing from the effects of last night's drinking. Looking around, she realized she was alone in a room. As she stood up, she couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the room, with its elegant furnishings and luxurious amenities. She checked the bathroom and closet, finding them stocked with new clothes and shoes.

"Is this all for me?" Seulgi asked herself, confusion evident on her face. She remembered Wendy and Joy mentioning that they had a new house, and it suddenly dawned on her that this could be it. 

Stepping outside her room, Seulgi noticed another door beside hers. Opening it, she found Yerim still sleeping, but unlike her room, Yerim's room was adorned with touches of gold, giving it a regal and luxurious feel. Seulgi couldn't help but marvel at the elegant décor and the beautiful flowers that adorned Yerim's bedside. It seemed like a room fit for a royalty.

She also peeked into Yerim's bathroom and closet and found them stocked with new clothes and shoes, mirroring the luxury she had discovered in her own room. It was as if they had stepped into a world of abundance, where every need and desire was catered to. Seulgi couldn't help but feel grateful for their newfound home and the generosity of whoever had provided them with such lavish accommodations. 

“Yerimie.. wake up now.” she exclaimed, gently shaking the sleeping young girl.

“Unnie, w–why?” Yerim asked in a sleepy tone.

“Let's go eat breakfast and tour around this new place,” Seulgi replied, eager to explore their surroundings together. 

While holding onto Yerim's hand, who was still sleepy and yawning non-stop, Seulgi looked around in disbelief at how beautiful the entire house was. From the elegant furnishings to the intricate details, every corner exuded luxury and elegance. Seulgi couldn't help but feel grateful for their new home, marveling at the beauty that surrounded them. 

Amidst the grandeur of their new surroundings, Seulgi couldn't help but reminisce about their old house. Despite its small size, their old home had felt cozy and familiar, filled with memories and warmth. Seulgi couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia as she remembered the simple joys they had shared there. Though their new house was undoubtedly beautiful, ther