I'm not gay

The devil didn't utter a word.

With his back turned, he acted as if there was no one standing behind him.

“I'm back,” Kon said, a bit more insistently.

The devil rose from the cushion when he heard Kon's words.

“Why are you back?” He asked in a calm voice.

Kon gulped. Not in fear, but at the sight of the devil's imposing figure.

“You said….” Kon trailed off, not knowing what to answer.

Beforehand he came here, he had already planned on what to answer should the devil question him.

But right now, his tongue seemed to have clung to the roof of his mouth, refusing to say a thing.

“What did I say?” With his brows raised in question, the Devil Walked over to where Kon was. “Why are you back?”

Kon swallowed.

“The week grace, you allocated to me, has been exhausted. And I'm yet to fulfil anything.”

“So?” The devil arched a brow.

“I'm back.” Kon swallowed. “I don't know how else to pay you back. So, I came to ask if I can work for you?”

“Work for me?” The devil scoffed. “Did he put you up to