Demon King – Chapter 288 – The Demon Lord Adjusting Her Emotions

After buying a burger at a nearby fast food place, the little Demon Lord chose a corner seat and began dealing with her lunch for the day.

This kind of Western fast food was always popular with kids, and plenty of families had brought their children here to eat. For a moment, Eiru regretted coming here.

She had only come for convenience and efficiency, but in the end, watching groups of children cling to their parents, acting spoiled and playful, made her mood even worse.

“What’s so good about it… I’m not a child…” the little Demon Lord muttered under her breath, but tears still fell in big drops beyond her control.

Maybe it was because she was in her true form now, but Her Majesty the Demon Lord felt that her heart was far more sensitive. Clearly, she would never have felt this upset before.

This kind of thing  isn’t worth crying about. I should already be used to this by now. Stop it, pull yourself together, Eiru, what’s there to cry about?

She kept hypnotizing herself inside her head, shrinking into the corner as much as possible to avoid attracting attention.

If running into her parents and younger sister while they were out shopping was like sprinkling salt into the wound of her heart, then the sight before her was like dumping soy sauce and pepper on top before frying it in oil until both sides were golden brown.

After quickly finishing her lunch, she fled the fast food restaurant and wandered aimlessly outside. Her mind was in chaos. How could she possibly be in the mood to go home now?

And seeing families happy together, with herself the only one left out, how could she have the courage to go home?

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She walked aimlessly through the streets: the park, the mall, the roads, even an abandoned building site fenced off for suspended construction. Without realizing it, the sun was already about to set.

In the unfinished building, she casually found a place to sit. Exhausted from walking, the little Demon Lord sat blankly, staring at the sunset on the horizon.

“Um… Lulu? Are you alright?” An abrupt voice sounded. Eiru turned her head and saw a familiar boy standing a short distance behind her.

“Agui?” Tilting her head, Her Majesty the Demon Lord recognized him. But something felt off. Normally, who would come to a place like an unfinished building?

If it were children or middle schoolers driven by their curiosity, here seek adventure or excitement, that would be one thing. But clearly, he was already past that age.

“I saw you on the street and you didn’t look right, so I followed to check on you…”

“You followed me?” At that, Eiru frowned, her gaze at him carrying a hint of vigilance.

“No, no, don’t make it sound so bad… I was just worried about you.” Agui hurriedly waved his hands in denial. “I just happened to be hanging around this area on the weekend and ran into you, that’s all.”

Someone from the South Harbor District coming to the West District, mainly a commercial zone, just to hang out on the weekend? The little Demon Lord had no mood to point out the flaw in his logic. She turned her head back toward the dusk sky.

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Her guess wasn’t wrong. Agui hadn’t met her by chance. After hearing from a friend who spotted a silver-haired loli, and judging from the description over the phone, he decided this was a perfect time to make a move, and rushed over without delay.

“It’s so late, why aren’t you going home?” Agui put on a concerned face, speaking softly. Truly a practiced hand.

“I don’t have a home.” Just four simple words, spoken coldly, as if lowering the temperature around them.

Trouble with her family? Perfect timing to strike… Agui sneered inwardly, already planning his next move.

“How about this, since you’re feeling down… and it’s almost dinner anyway, let me treat you to a meal?” Agui certainly hadn’t forgotten her gluttonous nature. He planned to use that as his entry point.

“No need, thank you for the thought… but I want to be alone.” Turning her head, she forced a polite smile in reply. Right now, Eiru really wasn’t in the mood to think about food.

Though rejected, Agui became even more confident. Her tone had clearly softened compared to before. At least it wasn’t as icy and rejecting as at the start.

“Why don’t we walk together to clear your head? It’s nice having company, isn’t it?”

“…” Staring silently at his face for a long time, making sure nothing seemed off, Eiru finally gave a slight nod, which made him visibly pleased.

“Hey, letting that guy get close to her—is that okay?” After the two of them walked out of the unfinished building side by side, two young men disguised as passersby noticed them and began to talk.

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“They seem to be friends. Don’t interfere too much. We were told not to meddle in her daily life or relationships, remember?”

“True. Since they left our area, notify the other teams to follow. Keep your distance, don’t get too close. Our job is to ensure her safety, nothing more.”

After exchanging words, the two young men quickly left the scene.

“So, Lulu, did you fight with your family?” Looking at the silver-haired girl beside him, Agui smoothly put on a worried expression.

“No. And stop asking me about that.”

“Ah, sorry, sorry…” Agui scratched his head. “Let’s sit over there for a bit? You look pretty tired from walking.”

“Fine, but don’t touch my hand.” Eiru swatted away his attempt to hold her hand without hesitation. What the hell, two grown men holding hands?

Sitting down on a bench, Agui felt a headache. Unlike her usual lively self, this girl was now almost entirely silent, not saying a single extra word, making it hard to approach her.

“Lulu, we’re friends, right?” Agui put on what he thought was his gentlest expression, trying to open her up and seize the initiative.

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“I guess…?” After a pause, Eiru gave a very reluctant answer. Honestly, she wasn’t close to him at all, but saying that outright would have been too harsh, so she softened it.

“That’s right, we’re friends. You can talk to me about anything, can’t you?” His hand landed on her shoulder naturally. Though this gentle approach was cliché, it often worked—if the target was right.

Come on, I’m a damn macho man, what would I need to talk about my feelings for? That’s just embarrassing. The little Demon Lord felt like a comic hash mark appeared on her forehead. To someone who saw herself as a macho man and not a girl, this so-called gentle approach was utterly useless.

Just as she was debating whether to snap the hand off her shoulder, a tender yet familiar voice sounded nearby.

“Take your filthy pig hand off! Who said you could touch her!”

The next moment, Agui’s hand was slapped away, and Eiru’s arm was pulled into the embrace of a small figure.

Translator Note

EIYA TO THE RESCUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!