Demon King – Chapter 349 – The Demon Lord Carried By Her Little Sister

In the end Yuki chose to stay. First, it was too late, and second, the little girl was clearly too starved for companionship. Spending more time with her could only be a good thing… ¹ yooo, what if my gf thought this, I mean what?

While Yuki took his clothes to the bathroom to shower, the shamefully silly little girl was lying on the bed while hugging her teddy bear and rolling around.

“Ehehe~~” The Demon Lord was in high spirits at the moment, though she herself didn’t really know why. Maybe it was just because someone was keeping her company today?

“Hehe~” Hugging the teddy bear Yuki had given her, Eiru rolled back and forth across the bed, glancing now and then toward the bathroom outside the room as if expecting something.

Come to think of it, he’d looked angry and worried today… should she give him some kind of comfort or compensation?

Stopping her rolling, the Demon Lord sat up on the bed. Propping her chin in thought, her eyes drifted toward the wardrobe beside her…

About ten minutes later, freshly showered and dressed, Yuki walked back toward the room while drying his wet hair with a towel.

“Hey, Lu Brat, you…” The door was only half-closed. As soon as he pushed it open, Yuki froze at the sight before him.

“Hm?” Adjusting the last piece of her head veil, the little Demon Lord had just put it on when she turned and noticed him.

“Why are you coming in without knocking?”

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“Wait, you’re changing clothes without even closing the door?” Yuki was exasperated. This girl’s heart was way too big. Luckily she was already dressed, otherwise his nerves would have taken a huge hit again.

“And why are you wearing that outfit? It’s already bedtime…”

Right now Eiru was wearing the very black wedding dress with blue rose decorations he had spent a fortune having custom-made. Even though this was the second time he’d seen it, seeing her in it still made him forget to breathe.

“Mmm~ pretty, right?” One hand half-raised like a paw, the Demon Lord wore a shy smile as she asked. But the tightly clenched fist at her chest betrayed her nervousness and unease.

“Beautiful…” Looking at the girl before him, Yuki felt like all his years of study had been wasted. Faced with this scene, he couldn’t find the words…after a long pause, all he managed was the word “beautiful”.

“Good, as long as you think so. After all, you bought it for me…” Eiru turned her head aside in embarrassment, the blush on her cheeks deepening.

“Because I felt I should give you a little compensation… so I put this on… to show you.” Her voice got softer and softer, her face red as if it were about to drip blood. The faint steam rising from her forehead hinted she was about to turn into a full-blown steam girl.

“Come to think of it, this was the first outfit you gave me, wasn’t it…”

“Wife!!!” Unable to hold back his excitement any longer, Yuki let out a shameful shout and tackled his little girlfriend onto the bed.

“Wawawa! What are you doing?!” Startled by his action, the Demon Lord forgot to resist, staring blankly up at the boy pinning her down.

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“You’re amazing! I love you to death! I want to be with you forever!” Hugging the girl, Yuki rubbed his face against hers like a complete creep, leaving Eiru speechless.

“Don’t change tonight, just sleep in this with me, okay? It’s perfect!” Yuki marveled at the smooth silk of her clothes. “As expected of my wife, you can pull off any outfit perfectly~”

“Mm… mm~ but I’m the husband! Don’t get it wrong!” She shyly responded, then realizing what she’d just said, immediately raised her voice in protest.

“Alright, husband! When we get married, please wear this at the ceremony!” Looking at the over-the-top gorgeous little bride in front of him, Yuki swore in his heart he’d never let her go.

“It’s… it’s way too soon, and I don’t even like you yet! Don’t push your luck!”

“Pfft pfft, Lu Brat, you look like a tsundere little loli right now.” Though he knew she was telling the truth, the strong déjà vu made Yuki chuckle despite himself.

“You’re the tsundere! I’ll bite you!”

“Ow ow ow! Why do you like biting people so much?!”

“Because I’ve got werewolf and vampire in me, you idiot!”

“By the way, I’ve always wanted to ask, why did you pick a black wedding dress for me? Aren’t wedding dresses usually white?”

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“Because I felt black and blue suit you better. Besides, a black wedding dress has its own symbolism…” Yuki whispered in the loli’s ear with a small smug smile.

After all, from its color to its decorations, he had painstakingly chosen every element of Eiru’s wedding dress. Each one held its own meaning.

—The black wedding dress, symbolizing undying love— —The blue roses, symbolizing dreamlike beauty—

“Ahchoo!” Far away at home, Eiya suddenly sneezed for no reason. Looking around suspiciously, she found nothing.

“Why do I feel like someone’s shoving dog food in my face?” Packing up her just-finished homework, the strange déjà vu made her uneasy for a moment.

Eiya had always had a strange feeling. She often experienced random bouts of déjà vu, as if some distant terminal were constantly feeding her information.

“I remember hearing that twins can have telepathy. Could it be something’s happened to my sister?” Eiya tilted her head, then quickly dismissed the thought.

Aside from the starry eyes and non-human parts, they did look almost identical, but they weren’t actually twins… and Eiru had even been male before. Even as sisters, they weren’t even the same species.

Since she could remember, Eiya had felt like something important was missing from herself. Only when she was near Eiru did she feel that missing part fill in. That was one reason she’d been so clingy to her big sister growing up.

Thinking about it, being able to so quickly accept her brother’s transformation into a loli probably owed a lot to that sense of completion creating a feeling of intimacy.

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And as she grew older, that sense of missing something only got stronger. The random déjà vu combined with the empty feeling in her heart often left Eiya with a constant undercurrent of unease.

Though she had no leads, she sometimes felt like a character from a novel whose memory and soul had been tampered with, although this was the kind of wild idea only someone in the peak chuunibyou ² Lit. Japanese for “Middle School 2nd Year Illness” or 8th grade syndrome, when they’re cringe and believe they have powers etc. stage could come up with.

When she told this to Lin Miao, all she got was the look of an older cousin humoring a chuunibyou loli—read fewer novels and comics, kiddo. Your big bro’s past that phase and won’t play along.

Though Lin Miao’s response left Eiya feeling aggrieved, she was rational enough compared to her peers to not keep pestering him.

After all, the problem centered around Eiru. Probably only when the next holiday came and she saw her sister would the issue make progress or find an answer.

Stuffing her books and homework into her bag, Eiya crawled under the covers. Looking at the dresses her sister had left in the wardrobe, she puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction…

Translator Note

Y’all have theories? I have theories…