Demon King – Chapter 491 – Ghost Catching Games and Ghosts Catching People

“Say, Lu Brat, you once said there were many Demon Lords before you. Were they all like you?”

Many days ago, Yuki asked this question while sitting on the rooftop skipping time with his little girlfriend.

“Yeah. After turning into this, a ton of racial legacy information got stuffed into my head.”

The Demon Lord pointed at her own head. “Stuff like the appearances of past Demon Lords is basically all recorded in there.”

“Pfft. Then are you Demon Lords all lolis? You said Demon Lords are all girls, right?”

Imagining a whole bunch of demons bowing down to a silly loli just like the one beside him, showering her with worship and praise, Yuki found the image ridiculously funny.

“Not at all. Even though Demon Lords are all girls, every single past Demon Lord was a mature big sister type, full curves front and back, as sexy as it gets. I’m the only one who completely fell short.”

Talking about this, Eiru got a bit annoyed. On this point, she truly felt the world was malicious toward her.

“You seem kind of unhappy about it. Don’t tell me you like that type?”

Yuki was a little surprised. Eiru had never told him what kind of girls she liked. Judging by this reaction, could this brat have been a big sister fan before?

But thinking about it carefully, Yuki felt that was pretty normal. After all, the girl beside him used to be a guy. For someone like her who was pure and didn’t socialize much, having no resistance to mature big sisters was perfectly normal.

“Me? I’m not really interested in that kind of thing. I’ve always felt that as long as a girl looks good or has a nice personality, that’s fine. I never had a specific type.”

As a silly loli who hadn’t even figured out her own sexual orientation, Her Majesty the Demon Lord expressed that she didn’t have that many fixed preferences.

All along, she never really had those kinds of feelings toward girls. It was more like appreciation. Fortunately she didn’t have that kind of feeling. Otherwise, if she had really dated someone and then halfway through the relationship turned into a loli… emmmmm… the scene would be too beautiful to imagine.

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“Then seeing how regretful and disappointed you look, do you want to turn into that kind of mature onee-san?”

“Spare me. I’m a macho man. Making me carry around those two lumps of fat, I really couldn’t handle it.”

The Demon Lord was amused and exasperated by Yuki’s words. It had nothing to do with preference. She just felt that carrying that kind of thing around was hard to accept in every sense.

“Other than being a bit short, I’m pretty satisfied with my current body. And I can fly anyway, so height isn’t that big of an issue.”

“It’s just that I’m the only one who’s different. It feels like being isolated.”

Just like how she was now a demon living in human society, this sense of uniqueness gave Eiru no sense of belonging, and the unease it brought was affecting her all the time.

“And honestly, you might like that type too. With my flat body that’s got nothing going for it, it feels like I’m kind of shortchanging you.”

Looking over her own figure, the Demon Lord sighed.

“That’s not true at all. What I like is you, Lu Brat, the person. No matter what you look like, it’s the same.”

Yuki smiled and pulled the girl beside him into his arms.

“Really? Then how about I turn back into a guy right now?”

With a mischievous smile, whenever Eiru showed this kind of expression, it meant she was about to cause trouble.

“Don’t don’t don’t!”

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Yuki quickly begged for mercy and stopped her in time. He did not want man on man. His wife was better off staying a loli.

“Seriously though, compared to that kind of big sister, I actually prefer your small and cute type more.”

“So you’re just a lolicon. Why dress it up so nicely?”

Her Majesty the Demon Lord showed a look of disdain.

“Then if I hadn’t turned into this, would you have eaten Little Ya?”

“???”

“I’m kidding. But speaking of which, the demon race originates from the Demon Lord, and Demon Lords all originate from some thing…”

The Demon Lord suddenly started muttering about demon folklore. These forcibly injected bits of information in her head were honestly things she only half understood.

“What thing?”

“No idea.”

“If you don’t know, then why say it, you silly loli.”

After selling suspense and not explaining it, Yuki reached out and kneaded her cheeks.

“Guwu. I. I’m a ma. mwu. a macho man!”

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——Time returns to the present——

“Grandpa, at your age, running around and hurting your muscles and bones isn’t good!”

Holding her head and darting around, the Demon Lord fully took advantage of her small and nimble body, leaving the fierce-looking person behind her at a loss for what to do.

“Little thing! Stop running!”

There were precision instruments and all kinds of fragile bottles everywhere, each one related to his precious granddaughter’s life. The director could only chase her carefully, his movements heavily restricted.

Even so, he kept an eye on and guarded the only exit, preventing the loli from slipping out. His plan was simple. As long as he kept her trapped inside, catching her was only a matter of time.

“If I don’t run, would I be stupid? If that stick in your hand comes down, my skull would shatter!”

Running around in panic, and noticing how much the other side cared about the equipment inside, Eiru also played the role of a despicable outsider. When necessary, she used the things inside as shields.

“As long as you stop running, grandpa will give you something tasty.”

“What tasty thing? A big slap or a club to the head? No thanks!”

Making a face and mocking him, Her Majesty the Demon Lord directly started weaving through several large cultivation tanks with slippery footwork. When she was little playing ghost catching games, she, Eiru, had never lost.

Realizing that the clever little imp in front of him was smarter than he had expected, the director felt that this girl might know more than he had imagined.

“Hmm? You’re serious?”

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Eiru froze for a moment as the steel rod flew past her ear and stabbed straight into the empty wooden cabinet behind her.

Abandoning the approach of coaxing and intimidation, the director decided to subdue the girl in front of him with force. Having never neglected his training over the years, whether it was reaction speed, stamina, or eyesight, he was probably stronger than an average young man.

Picking up several steel rods and seizing the chance when the cabinets behind her were empty, he began demonstrating basic ranged attacks to block her movement. Before long, with her routes cut off, the little Demon Lord was cornered in a small space.

“Wait wait wait. Logically speaking, grandpa, you’re the villain right now. Villains are supposed to give long speeches explaining their goals, plans, and wishes and stuff. You can’t just rush in like this!”

Cornered and trembling, Eiru looked at the director stepping closer with a steel rod in hand. She did not know if it was fear, but she had started spouting nonsense.

Faced with this laughable statement, the director showed no reaction. Knowing that he was about to take another young life, he had no mood to laugh. With a cold expression, he raised the steel rod in his hand.

“Little girl, watch less anime. There aren’t that many protagonists and villains in the world.”

Leaving that line behind, the director swung the rod in his hand heavily toward Eiru’s head. What happened next made his eyes go wide.

“Enough pretending. This is boring…”

The Demon Lord casually pinched the rod that had been swung down with full force between two fingers, as if dealing with an infant’s attack.

“Ghost catching is over. Next, let’s play ghosts catching people.”