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Part 1
Comedic Irony At its Best
by Mihoshi
Mihoshi34x@yahoo.com


Koenma finished the last slice of pizza. "Time for work, I guess. "

He looked at the mirror's reflection of himself in his teenage form. He couldn't help admiring his good looks. After a moment of thought, he decided to stay in that form. Why? He had no idea. He just felt like it.

At that moment George, his faithful oni, walked in. Koenma laughed as George's eyes dilated.

"Ohayou, George-san. What's so surprising?"

"Well, sir, you, um, hardly ever change into your older form, unless for a special occasion! I guess I was just a little, um, startled!"

"Yeah, well, what do you want?"

"Um, well I just wanted to let you know that, thanks to that new medical technology those Ningen are using, the death rate has slowly been going down. So we have slightly less paperwork, sir."

"Yeah, so? We still have plenty to keep us busy."

"Well, um, since we have slightly less, Lord Enma has decided that work days shall only be Monday through Saturdays, with Sunday's off."

Koenma took a moment to comprehend what his oni was saying. "You mean, I can do whatever I want on Sunday's?"

"Um, yes, Koenma-sama, that is what it means!"

"Great! Now I can, um, finally get some rest." Actually, what he was thinking was; < Yes! Now I can have Botan deliver pizzas on Sunday, straight to my room, not to my office! >



Heehee! Everything is going to be perfect! I shall be named the mischief queen! MWAHAHAHA!

Uh, don't you mean "we" will be named the "mischief queenS"?

Uh, yeah. Sure.



~ Next Sunday ~

George was trying to decide what to do on his first break in the last 8 decades. He chose to think it over in the garden. So, instead of taking the long route across the whole entire palace, he took the short cut. Which of course, includes passing by Koenma's chambers.



Yes! I know where this is going!

I have to give it to ya. You are a maniacal genius.

Thank you. I know!

Um, who said it was a good thing?

Shaddup.



George was simply walking down one of the vast palace hallways, when he saw Botan sneaking towards Koenma's door. She was carrying some kind of box or something, but George couldn't make out what it was. She quickly scurried up to Koenma's door and ran inside.

George knew it was none of his business, but he was A) intrigued, B) incredibly bored and C) curious. Now he knew what he could do first on this break! Stealthily he went over to Koenma's door. Putting one ear on the wood, he listened in on the two's conversation. This is what he heard:

"Koenma-sama! I'm here!"

"Did anyone see you?"

"Oh no of course not! You know that everyone in the palace is blind! (sarcastic of course) Well of course I was seen, but no one thought it suspicious for a ferry girl to simply be walking around on her break. Don't worry."

"Good, because I mean, if anybody finds out about this, my father will kill me! Now let's get down to business!"

George heard something open. "MMM! I love you! You smell so gooood. And tasty too!"

George thought he was hearing things. Did Koenma just say he loved a ferry girl? What was going on in there? And, uh, why would he be calling Botan tasty?

"Koenma-sama!"

"Hai?"

"Did anyone ever tell you, you have really good taste? Just look at your room!"

"Iie. Naw, no one really notices I guess."

"Oh my gosh! Your bed is beautiful! Hey! It's really springy. Come here!"

George could hear Koenma picking something up, then footsteps towards the bed.

"MMMMMM. Wow I really love this. You know, you should come every day, instead of just every Sunday."

The oni's eyes totally dilated. This had been going on every Sunday? He realized that it was better if he tried to forget what he just heard. Turning, he ran from the door, in complete shock.

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