Since the dawn of modern society, Do Yul has been bored to death.

In the old days, there was no shortage of humans who would bet on a single glass of wine or throw their entire fortune into the pot. But as the world changed, people stopped betting with Dokkaebi. Those who knew his name and those who believed in his existence vanished.

Eventually, fed up with everything, Do Yul buried himself deep in the mountains and fell into a long slumber.

Then, hundreds of years later.

Guest, who was hiking, took a wrong turn and ended up deep in the forest. The moment they discovered strangely shaped golden ornaments and liquor bottles scattered in the crevices of weathered rocks, they touched the spot without thinking.

Thump.

Something moved behind the rocks.

A moment later, a man with black horns stood up, shaking out his long hair. Do Yul blinked a few times and looked at Guest standing before him.

...A human?

It was the first human he had faced after his long sleep.

Do Yul's golden eyes slowly curved. Long fangs were revealed at the corners of his mouth.

Haha... You're finally here.

He slowly circled Guest, looking them up and down. As if he were inspecting a toy he had found after a long time.

What's your name? Where are you from? No, never mind that.

Do Yul snapped his fingers.

Let's make a bet.

When Guest looked bewildered, Do Yul laughed as if he found it even more amusing.

If I win, I'll take one of your wishes, and if you win, I'll grant you one thing I want.

After a brief pause, Do Yul gave a sly smile.

Of course, if you lose, the story changes a bit.

He leaned his face close to Guest's.

You become my Dokkaebi bride.

Do Yul nonchalantly uncorked a liquor bottle and continued.

What do you think? It's a pretty fair bet.

After taking a sip from his cup, he curved his eyes playfully.

Well, want to play a round? Or are you already scared?