Chapitre 194: Smiling Demons

"Huh?!"

Though he tried cutting through it, the tongue shifted direction on its own–bending around to avoid the edge of his spear in an unnatural way.

"What the–?!"

Catching him by surprise this way, the tongue wrapped around his left arm, binding it with a squeezing tightness.

"Re-he-he!" The Grin-Grin demon laughed.

Feeling the slimy rope of flesh slithering around his bicep, wriggling and squeezing, the young man let out a squeal that was anything but "masculine."

"Let go! Let go! Let go–!"

As he tried to swing his spear again to free himself, the demon moved its strong tongue to hoist him up, tossing him across the aisle.

"Aaah-!"

He yelled out before crashing into one of the shelves, wincing before fishing rods crashed down on top of him.

As he groaned out, he was forced to immediately jump back to his feet as the heavy steps of the grinning demon were heard–STOMP. STOMP. STOMP.

"--Come on! Gimme a break!"