Demon King – Chapter 36 – Boy’s Talk with a Loli Mixed In?

Translator Note

Sorry for not posting yesterday, was kinda busy.

After their evening study session and washing up, lights-out time had arrived for the dorm. After the dorm supervisor’s inspection, the four members of room 1503 each lay in their beds, playing with their phones…

Except for Ziyu, the tragic figure who’d accidentally turned in his real phone instead of a dummy. He could only stare at the ceiling, occasionally glancing at the others lying in bed on their phones.

“Man, this is so boring. Let’s talk—you guys aren’t sleeping anyway.” Ziyu finally couldn’t take it anymore and tried to strike up a conversation.

“Who told you to be so stupid? I can’t believe you actually turned in your real phone as a dummy. I’m speechless.” Jixian’s was completely unsympathetic.

“I swear, if you play with your phone in class tomorrow, I’ll rat you out directly.”

Somehow, at some point, using dummy phones to fool teachers had become popular at Seventh High. Most teachers didn’t have the time or interest to inspect them carefully—a quick glance was enough.

After all, occasionally students would slip up and the teachers would realize that they had phones… If these students didn’t turn something in, the teachers would get suspicious and constantly monitor them. So it was better to hand in a fake to throw off suspicion.

“Alright, Ziyu. I’ll let you borrow this…” Hearing their exchange, Yuki spoke up.

“Thanks, boss!” Ziyu’s face lit up with joy. He’d known this guy was loaded—sure enough, he was a big shot with multiple phones.

“Take this, at least it’ll comfort you.” Yuki casually tossed something onto Ziyu’s bed.

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“Damn it… where’s my knife?” Looking at the dummy phone handed over to him by Yuki, his expression cracked.

“Whatever, I’ll chat with you.” Jixian put down his phone. “What should we talk about? Did Ziyu-chan get a girlfriend today?”

“Are you courting death? Like you could get a girlfriend…”

“Hey? Sorry, but I’m better off than you. According to reliable sources, several girls have crushes on me.”

“Who? I’ve never heard of this.” Yuki joined the conversation.

“I don’t know…” Jixian’s voice suddenly dropped considerably.

“Then what the hell are you talking about! Making things up!” Ziyu immediately mocked him.

“Yuki is still the best—tons of people have crushes on him.”

“Yuki is awesome!”

“Yuki is awesome!” Eiru also joined in the cheer squad

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Having already reverted to her true form, the little Demon Lord hid in her black sanctuary, simply using magic to alter her voice while playing on her phone and joining the other two in their cheering.

The others had no idea that a loli had infiltrated their boys’ conversation.

“Speaking of which, housewife Lu, how did you and Yuki meet?” Jixian suddenly asked.

“You’re calling me that too? I swear, I’ll stew you along with that dummy Yuki.” Hearing this, the Demon Lord immediately bristled and jumped up in her little hideaway.

“Eiru and I have known each other since we were little, but we weren’t close—kind of like half-childhood friends? We didn’t really get to know each other properly until middle school…” As the little Demon Lord exploded, Yuki answered the question.

Eiru and Yuki had known of each other since they were very young, but weren’t very close—they only really knew that the other person existed.

Later, the two attended the same middle school, and during their first year, an incident occurred that led to them truly getting to know each other.

“I’ve always been curious—did you dye your hair Yuki? I remember Su Qianmeng being in your class in middle school, and she said you had black hair back then…”

“Su Qianmeng? Who is that?” The Demon Lord was confused. She searched through her memory, but couldn’t remember anyone with that name?

“Some girl in our class, who was also in my middle school class. We were in different classes back then, so you don’t actually know her.”

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“Oh…” Continuing to lay on her side fiddling with her phone, our little Demon Lord never paid attention to people she wasn’t familiar with.

“So what about your hair, Yuki?”

“It’s natural. Dummy Yuki gets his hair color from his mom. The school kept harassing him about it in middle school, so he dyed it black.” Eiru helped answer this question, since talking about hair color wasn’t exactly a pleasant memory for someone.

Eiru and Yuki’s middle school was very strict about their appearance. Because of his naturally silver hair, Yuki was repeatedly assumed to have dyed his hair and was called in to talk multiple times.

Even after explaining it, the teachers and administration showed no sign of admitting fault or apologizing—they simply told him to dye it black and stop causing trouble.

But after Yuki dyed his hair black, he still got into trouble. Looking at Yuki’s now black hair, some uninformed students and teachers became even more convinced that he dyed his previously silver hair.

Dyeing one’s hair in middle school was seen as delinquent behavior by many parents and teachers. Under the influence of teachers and some parents, many people were naturally prejudiced against Yuki.

In that environment, Yuki wasn’t exactly motivated to study and his grades plummeted. His achievement-oriented mother panicked upon seeing his grades drop.

Yuki hadn’t explained his situation clearly to his mother—partly because he didn’t know how to explain it. Without actually understanding what happened, Yuki’s mother didn’t give proper guidance or support, and only gave him platitudes while signing him up for cram schools and piling on more practice tests.

Yuki’s mother even suspected he was being corrupted by his classmates or had started dating someone. While scolding him, she told him not to associate with his classmates.

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Being ostracized by both your classmates and teachers, getting pressure by his mother, and inner loneliness—a middle school student can only bear so much pressure. Under increasingly heavy stress, during one PE class, Yuki made his way to the school building’s rooftop…

“What are you doing up here instead of going to class? If you’re sunbathing, don’t stand so close to the edge—you’d be in trouble if you fell.”

Yuki looked back in panic to see a male student lying on the ground, his head turned to look at the student.

“Eiru?” He called out the name with uncertainty, curious why anyone would come to a place like this during class time.

“Mm? Oh, it’s you. I almost didn’t recognize you… though we weren’t really that close to begin with.” Lying on the ground, Eiru recognized him after getting a clear look at his face.

“Your silver hair actually looked pretty nice. Why’d you dye it black? I almost couldn’t recognize you.”

“Mind your own business. You wouldn’t understand even if I told you.” Turning away, Yuki once again walked toward the rooftop’s edge…

“Try me—maybe I’ll understand. But if you don’t say anything, then I definitely won’t understand.” Since someone had finally come up here, and he was at least acquainted with him, Eiru pestered him to chat…