You can't force me

Kon stayed locked in the room for the entire day.

The devil left after he dropped the bombshell, and since then, Kon hasn't seen him.

“Are you awake?”

The door to the room opened, and the devil stepped in.

He was dressed in a plain shirt, and blue slacks, as if he intended to go out.

“Why shouldn't I be?” Kon narrowed his eyes at him.

“It's time for dinner, Kon.”

“I would rather not eat,” Kon sneered.

“Why?” The devil walked over to Kon, with a bunch of keys dangling in his hand.

“I'm not hungry.”

“Don't say that. You've not eaten a thing since you were brought here.”

The devil unlocked Kon from the chains holding him to the bed.

He started from the ones binding his legs until he got to the ones holding his hands.

Kon watched him as he did so, without saying a word.

“Now, it's time for—”

Kon kicked the devil on his stomach and rose from the bed. He didn't glance at the doubled-over devil before he headed to the door.

“Not too fast,” the devil caught him by his shirt and threw him on t