Chapter 64: Resurrection of the Skeleton Soldier

This, too, was an ancient memory.

Memories from the era when he continued his battles across various planets in the universe.

The food situations on the planets varied wildly.

On some planets, local provisions were abundant, overflowing,

And on others, if one didn’t bring their own food, there was absolutely nothing to eat locally.

Due to such circumstances, it was necessary to control food intake on each planet.

On abundant planets, they ate more than usual to build up reserves in their bodies, and on barren planets, they ate sparingly.

But was that easy to say?

Everyone had their own set quantity, after all.

– Ugh…, Demon God. I cannot eat any more….

– My stomach feels like it will burst…. There are even some fellows whose stomachs actually burst, you know.

– Regenerate.

Though he had handpicked his subordinates, they only spouted weak complaints.

– These scoundrels, you are all too full.

– Yes, we are full, you see. Eating any more is impossible.

– Think of the residents starving on the barren planets!

– I am from that barren planet. I have never eaten this much in my life.

Anyway, after feeding them as much as they could eat and then having them live on a barren planet—

– Demon God…, Great Demon God. We are hungry….

– Are these rascals serious?

– The rations are too meager. We do not have the strength to fight with this….

– I am distributing the set quantity, am I not? Is some rascal embezzling in between?

– Rather….

– ?

– It is because our food intake increased on the last planet, hehe.

– Perish. Just die by my hand.

Even glorious old memories seemed to have quite a few such moments when looked at closely….

– Demon God…, Great Demon God. Can you not do something with your mighty Authority?

– The only one we trust and follow is the Demon God!!!!

– Without the Demon God, we are thus. We need the Demon God! Worship!

– Hmph, indeed, is that so? It cannot be done without me, can it?

Such incompetent subordinates.

Then, a lofty being had no choice but to step forth.

The Authority that the Great Commander, the Demon God, had utilized to maintain the combat power of his vast army,

He would open it here and now.

‘The Authority [Appetite Control].’

It was an Authority that automatically adjusted one’s appetite according to one’s condition and the surrounding food situation.

“Hmph.”

With this Authority, he could heal that worshipper’s status ailment.

“Skeleton soldier. Come forward. With the cookie.”

“Yes?”

Yoon A-hyun looked around in bewilderment.

The other fans were also quiet, wondering what was happening.

“Hahahaha.”

One fan suddenly laughed like a sage.

“Could it be fan service?”

At that, the previous fan meeting participants realized what was about to happen.

“It’s fan service! It’s fan service now!”

At that shout, other fans also realized.

Demon God Sun-woo had a history of learning sleep massage and providing it as fan service.

“That’s right! He prepared something again today!”

“He must have been busy! He must have been busy!”

“He baked cookies, and what else did he do?”

The plaza in February grew warm.

Not because of the heating equipment installed everywhere, but it became hot with the fervor for fan service.

“Skeleton soldier unnie! Hurry and go!”

“Is Sun-woo coming here again? Is it too far?”

“Too far! Let’s send that unnie forward!”

The fans around Yoon A-hyun suddenly rose to their feet.

“Just a moment, what are you trying to do…. Oh, oh dear?”

A sight occasionally seen at concerts when excitement overflows.

The act of other fans lifting and moving a singer or fan who jumped onto the stage.

‘Crowd surfing’ happened.

“Aaaah!”

Yoon A-hyun rode the wave created by the fans towards the stage.

And at top speed.

“This unnie is too light!”

“No! A person shouldn’t be this light!”

“That’s why she’s a skeleton soldier!”

“To Sun-woo! To Sun-woo!”

An enthusiastic atmosphere created right after the first song.

The Demon God looked at the other members and staff and said.

“Entrust her to me for a moment.”

Tae-young nodded as a representative.

“I don’t know what it is, but to prepare fan service again, it’s truly Sun-woo. Do as you wish.”

“Hm.”

It seemed fine to leave some misunderstandings.

In the meantime, the fans’ eagerness and Yoon A-hyun’s light weight combined, and she reached right in front of the stage in an instant.

“I-I’m here?”

In the crowd, they would call him ‘our kid,’ ‘our Sun-woo,’ but once they stood before him, polite speech spontaneously emerged—such was the Demon God’s aura.

The Demon God lightly jumped onto the stage and stood before Yoon A-hyun.

“Can you do it?”

“Yes?”

“Can you eat the cookie?”

“Ah, no…. I tried. But it’s just not working….”

“It is not?”

“Yes?”

“You can do it.”

“Me?”

Thanks to his slightly restored power, physical contact was not required as it was when he first used the Authority [Deep Sleep Inducement].

The Demon God simply spread his right hand wide and directed it towards Yoon A-hyun’s abdomen, pausing for a moment.

His appearance, narrowing his eyes and seemingly trying to transmit something with his open palm, was as if—

“Qi therapy…?”

The gesture, as if giving energy, appeared to the fans as qi therapy.

Following massage, the mysteries of alternative medicine were exploding.

And, an actual explosion occurred.

Gurgle.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

An explosion in her stomach.

Her stagnant stomach awakened through the Demon God’s Authority.

How could the trivial stomach of a human possibly withstand demonic power?

“?”

Yoon A-hyun felt an explosive hunger.

It wasn’t a hunger that could be forcibly suppressed; an utterly irresistible hunger was surging.

Demonic hunger.

“You are already eating.”

Crunch.

Indeed. Yoon A-hyun was already biting into a cookie.

Without even realizing it, she had unwrapped one of the five cookies, chosen it, and was biting into it.

Yoon A-hyun, realizing her state, flinched.

‘Me? I’m eating?’

For Yoon A-hyun, hunger was like a forbidden territory.

She was certainly hungry and needed nourishment, but she couldn’t bring herself to touch food when it was in front of her.

She herself knew this couldn’t go on, but no effort worked.

But now, with her bias idol’s qi therapy, she was eating—

“Delicious.”

It was delicious.

The black and distorted cookie wasn’t burnt. Surprisingly, it was a sweet, chocolate-infused flavor.

“It’s delicious!”

The Demon God nodded in satisfaction.

“Louder.”

“It’s deliciousss!!”

“Take another bite and even louder.”

“It’s delicioussss!!!”

A sense of liberation.

As the taboo broke, her instincts awakened, and an overwhelming sense of liberation surged.

“Ah, why are there tears….”

She felt somewhat ridiculous, tearing up just from eating a cookie.

But one thing was certain.

“Divine Idol Descends! Ten Thousand Fans Bow!”

At this very moment, her devotion as a fan was, surprisingly, overflowing.

A devotion as intense as her appetite.

“Hmph.”

Seeing Yoon A-hyun regain her appetite, the Demon God softly spoke to the other fans in the plaza.

“Let everyone eat.”

The fans almost unconsciously unwrapped their cookies and took a bite of one each.

“Oh? It’s delicious.”

“They’re all delicious? How did everyone make them so well?”

Of course.

Because they were made by a strict instructor and diligent students.

Yoon-seo and the members looked at each other with satisfaction.

“Oh? Mine’s salty….”

Of course, one or two failures were mixed in.

The members tried to avoid Yoon-seo’s sharp gaze….

And.

“Sun-woo’s is delicious too? It’s completely different from how it looks!”

“It was chocolate! I was scared because it was black!”

The Demon God’s sincerity, ultimately, tasted of cocoa beans, not some forbidden herb.

Munch, munch.

Everyone was happily eating their cookies.

Amidst this, a fan slowly rose to their feet.

It was the fan sitting directly behind Yoon A-hyun, who had come to the front of the stage.

“Hm, is it your turn?”

The Demon God had already anticipated it.

He hadn’t intended to only use his Authority on the skeleton soldier and then stop.

“It seems up to five people can be handled at once. Remain seated, and stand when I approach.”

The range of his Authority had also expanded slightly.

The mysterious qi therapy was transcending one-on-one sessions.

The fans also knew that today’s attendance was five hundred, so they had no complaints about that.

“But, um….”

“Hm?”

“I’m not having problems because I’m not hungry…. Actually, I’m the opposite….”

This fan was hoping to reduce her appetite a bit.

She felt hungry without any particular reason, and when she did, she worried about eating more than she wanted.

“Naturally, that is possible.”

“Heok, really? Long live the Demon God! Long live qi therapy!”

“Qi therapy?”

The Demon God tilted his head, yet still extended his hand for that fan.

It was separate from eating the cookies or the food truck offerings deliciously.

After receiving the qi therapy, the fan experienced a surprisingly comfortable stomach.

Her stomach forgot its meaningless hunger and focused solely on digestion.

Grrr, grrr, grrr.

A slight sound effect was something to tolerate.

“It really works….”

“Do not seek out cults for qi therapy or whatever you call it. There will be no cases as effective as mine.”

“Yes!”

The Demon God did not forget to give appropriate warnings to the fans who were chattering about qi therapy.

“Alright, everyone, stand up when I come to the front!”

The fans stood up as the Demon God instructed and received his Authority.

“Wow, I suddenly feel hungry!”

“My stomach feels more comfortable!”

“Somehow… I feel lighter?”

“You heard my stomach growl, right? It’s totally amazing!”

Hunger in excess or deficiency was adjusted to a normal level.

Stomachs that had been uncomfortable due to abnormal hunger began to feel at ease.

And.

The fans, who had been excitedly chattering with interest and excitement, quietly whispered to each other amidst it all.

“I actually feel hunger normally for the first time in a long while….”

“Me too. Something felt off all this time, but now I understand.”

“I’ve been hungry all day, but I can be this comfortable.”

“Unnie, let’s go eat together later. I want to eat a proper meal after a long time.”

The Demon God listened intently to the fans’ words.

[Appetite Control] was an Authority that adjusted appetite according to one’s physical condition and the surrounding food situation.

Depending on its application, it could regulate appetite abnormalities that harmed the body.

The way the Demon God applied his Authority now was exactly that.

He couldn’t know the detailed reasons why the fans had appetite abnormalities or stomach discomfort, but.

It was alright.

For the Demon God was watching over them here.

If there were difficulties in their lives, they would ultimately face them together with the Demon God.

The Demon God leaped onto the stage.

Feeling the surging devotion of the fans filling the plaza, he took the microphone.

“Fan service ends here.”

However, fan devotion continued.

“Shall we begin the next song now?”

The concert also continued.

“Listen to the cover of my and Yoon-seo’s duet song.”

It was only the beginning.

It was only the second song, after all.

“I am taking the role of Rosie.”

““!!!!””

The fans suddenly held their breath.

The Demon God smiled.

Why would they do that?

Were they so surprised by the cool role after the Authority?

So Yoon-seo picked up the microphone and corrected him.

“No, hyung. If you’re going to spoil, you have to do it properly. I’m Rosie’s role. You’re Earth’s role.”

“Ah.”

‘Ah,’ the fans also exhaled.

In everyone’s opinion, that distribution seemed correct.

Thus, the concert continued.

On a fan devotion now stronger than ever,

On stomachs now fuller than ever,

Their voices became even clearer.

“APT! APT! Woo, hoo, woo, hoo, hoo!”

***

After successfully concluding the concert.

“Let’s prepare the next album right away! I want to start promoting immediately!”

The members were so excited they badgered the CEO.

“CEO, the next song swiftly! Are the preparations complete?!”

The Demon God badgered him even more specifically.

However.

“J-j-just a little more, and it’ll be done.”

The CEO replied with an expression that clearly showed he hadn’t done anything.

“He hasn’t done it, has he?”

“Yes. That’s the reaction you get when you ask if he did his homework.”

“Yeah. I used to do that all the time, so I know it well.”

“100% sure.”

The Demon God stepped forward.

“I understand you have been working at the dorm recently, not the company.”

“H-how did you know that…?”

“Such a brazen intruder. But it is well. Open your work laptop.”

And this made the next album roll in an unexpected direction.