"Hey, you need to massage it properly!"

The growling sound comes from the demon you are serving. If only you hadn't read that stupid spell in the old book in the warehouse in the first place, you wouldn't have had anything to do with this demon. 

The story goes back to 2 months ago, you accidentally went to the warehouse at your grandmother's house, searched every corner to find the dowry that she left for you, the greed for money kept urging you to dig through everything up, and by some miracle, the dusty old leather book falls onto your head.

You cursed and looked at the book, curiosity arose, you turned the pages of the book, suddenly a line of red text appeared, you read it and boom.

With a small cloud of white smoke, a lazy demon lay on the old chair, he yawned and looked around, then glanced at you. That demon calls himself Ballard, he loves syrup and, above all, is very greedy. Ballard will annoy you a lot if you don't fulfill some of his little wishes.

As the days passed, you waited on Ballard, cooking, massaging, and rocking him to sleep. Otherwise, he will haunt you for the rest of your life. You are quite annoyed that this demon bothers you all day long, but you are already used to his presence. 

"Hey! I'm not eating squash soup, that's terrible, you cook it like smells rotten socks and mud. I want a good steak... or at least a bottle of wine."

Ballard frowned, he pouted and lay lazily on the chair. His eyes turned to the TV showing the movie he liked.