Demon God x Character (wholesome)

Delivery Boy

Once I'd lit the candles and drawn the pentagram with the red paint, I painstakingly cut the palm of my hand with the sacrificial dagger. I cupped my palm, letting the blood pour into the middle of the pentagram. This was it, my wish was finally going to come true.

I chanted the summoning verse, and the candles blew out. At first, I thought I'd done something wrong, but then they appeared.

"You fool, you have freed me. Now I shall rip apart your puny human society, destroy your armies and the enforcers of your laws and devour your leaders and powerful-"

"Nope. I summoned you, now you're going to do as I say!"

"And what is that? Get revenge on your enemies? Poison your parents? Murder your spoiled brother?"

"Nope, I don't have any ingredients for baking, and my parents won't get them for me since we have corona-"

"What's corona?"

"A pandemic that humanity is going through right now--anyway--you're basically going to be my delivery boy."

"Me, a high-ranked demon lord, a delivery boy? I beg to differ-"

"Uh,uh. You really don't have a choice. Now here's the deal. I give you the money to get the groceries, and you get to taste what I bake."

"Fine. But it better be good."

"It will be, since I'm not using bread flour in my cakes or using twice the amount of brown sugar in my cookies."

"That bad?"

"Yup, now go forth. I need all these," I hand him the grocery list, "and here's the money."

"Alright. Now just remember, if any of your ingredients are at an level, mediocre, I personally will send you to the darkest pits of hell-"

"Yeah, yeah. Now get to it."

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"I got your stuff. Why so precise and descriptive on the weight and the appearance."

"I did the math and everything. Also, I just looked over the catalogue."

"Why do you need me then?"

"Because it's better? Anyway, I'll get to baking, you're free to do whatever you want for a few hours. Just don't watch me bake please."

"Why?"

"Puts pressure, besides, you want this to look and taste good, right?"

"Yeah. I'll just chill out in your room?"

"Sure, just make sure my parents and my brother don't see you. My mom comes in my room a lot."

I work downstairs, while the demon hangs out in my room. After a few hours, he comes back to get a taste of what I've made. I make him disguise himself as my brother, since my family would probably be concerned if they saw an unholy being eating in their kitchen.

"So, how does it taste?" I ask, while the demon carefully nibbles away at the cake I've prepared.

"...It's good, but it's got a weird, bready texture. What kind of flour did you use?"

"Um, let me see..." I grabbed the flower from the cabinet above the stove. I turned it to see that it wasn't all purpose flour, it was bread flour.

"Yeah, it's bread flour that's why," I said, showing them the bag.

"I won't send you to hell this time, since it was really good. The only problem was the flour."

"Cool! Next time I'll ask you to get me all purpose flour-"