Demon King – Chapter 58 – The Demon Lord Is Actually a Foodie Too

Translator Note

Thanks Pokopoi for the chapter!

Even though she’d become a girl, Eiru didn’t feel like her personality had changed much. Her general habits hadn’t particularly changed either…

Since becoming a girl, many things that had been suppressed during her time as a boy were released all at once.

She was a bit more delicate, a bit more prone to crying, and a bit more inclined to act childish—these were all just things that had been suppressed before because guys weren’t supposed to do those things. So he really couldn’t say that it changed his personality…

Sometimes Eiru felt like maybe she had always been a girl? Her current situation was just returning to her normal identity.

Fortunately, when disguised, she could still suppress and control her emotions and behavior well, preventing people around her from noticing. But once she returned to her true form, she’d instinctively start wanting to act cute and coquettish. This point did give our Demon Lord some headaches.

On one hand, it was her low body temperature seeking warmth; on the other, it satisfied her unconscious desire to act spoiled. Our little Demon Lord particularly loved the feeling of being held in someone’s arms.

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At home, whenever she saw Eiya acting spoiled in their parents’ arms, she really wanted to join in. She wanted to burrow into their embrace and give them a hug, and she also wanted to be held while they patted her head…

But since she was a boy in their eyes, she had to save her image… if she really did that, not only would her parents scold her harshly, but her little sister would definitely roll her eyes sarcastically.

Considering those factors, Eiru naturally couldn’t try and act spoiled. Whenever she saw something like that happen, she’d always run away back to her room—out of sight, out of mind.

Being a girl meant that she had to pay attention to a lot of things she didn’t have to before, and her long hair was a bit hard to manage. However, she was still very satisfied with both her current body and life.

Setting aside her body’s special properties that spared her from things like skin care and periods, being a girl now let her experience things that boys couldn’t really understand

For example… she could wear pretty dresses now. After the initial adjustment period, the little Demon Lord now preferred wearing various little dresses over pants.

Since she was pretty lively and was physically active, long dresses were somewhat inconvenient, so Eiru generally wore short skirts that didn’t reach her knees.

Besides this, compared to her male appearance with a weaker presence that didn’t earn others’ favour, occasionally acting cute with her loli appearance meant that things would be generally more convenient.

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Taking out two gummies and popping them in her mouth, she made a happy expression from the sweet taste… Even though she didn’t eat much, the Demon Lord was actually quite a little foodie.

In the strict sense, Eiru’s body didn’t actually have any digestive organs. Everything she ate was broken down and converted into mana by her body.

This decomposition mechanism, thousands of times more powerful than a digestive system, made the little Demon Lord practically immune to all poisons. Even things that were severely toxic or narcotic wouldn’t cause any bodily harm once ingested.

Of course, the Demon Lord’s stomach wasn’t omnipotent. Things that were too hot, or too cold, or were corrosive—anything that could directly damage the body definitely wouldn’t work. If she ate such things, they’d harm her body before she could actually break them down.

Moreover, Eiru wasn’t completely immune to all toxins—it was only when she ate them… Like when she was kidnapped by traffickers, externally applied drugs would still affect her just like any ordinary person.

“Gone already?” Turning the empty candy bag upside down and shaking it vigorously, the Demon Lord looked incredulous. She felt like she hadn’t eaten enough yet—how did she run out already?

“The packaging gets fancier while the contents get smaller…” Muttering with dissatisfaction, Eiru jumped down from the low wall-like railing onto the ground.

Since the rooftop normally didn’t allow unauthorized people to come up, there naturally weren’t any trash cans. The little Demon Lord could only hold the wrapper in her hand, finding a spot at the edge of the rooftop where she wouldn’t be easily seen, and slowly sat down.

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Theoretically, if she ate the wrapper, it could also be converted to mana. But our Demon Lord would absolutely never do such a thing… Setting aside her dignity, her sense of taste was the same as everyone else’s.

Taking it further, even if she could mentally accept it, the Demon Lord’s taste buds would absolutely never accept such horrible things.

(Eiru: I’m not a trash can! Anyone who dares make me eat this, I’ll eat them alive!)

Usually the little Demon Lord would lie on the ground sunbathing without caring if she got dirty in the process. But today she was wearing her beloved formal dress.

She didn’t want her pretty dress to get dusty, so she showed some restraint and chose to sit on the edge of the rooftop instead.

To others, her current behavior would seem quite dangerous. Sitting on the edge of a five-story teaching building with her legs dangling in the air—she was leaning directly over the drop. One careless moment and she might fall down.

That’s why the little Demon Lord found a spot where others couldn’t easily see her. If someone saw her, she’d probably be mistaken for a suicidal girl unable to bear the academic pressure and end up on tomorrow’s TV news.

“Ugh, so boring…” Enjoying the breeze, the Demon Lord complained. The most frustrating thing was that it had been cloudy all day—she hadn’t gotten much sun and hadn’t recovered a lot of mana.

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While complaining, the door of the rooftop behind her suddenly opened. Eiru turned her head to see Yuki walking over carrying a bag of something.

Seeing the girl, Yuki first froze, then looked around and asked:

“Eiru isn’t here? Shouldn’t he be on the rooftop playing around this time?”

Sure enough, those two had issues—like fire and water, whenever one appeared, the other disappeared… Though it would be too much to ask her directly, so Yuki refrained.

Rolling her eyes at Yuki, a certain Demon Lord didn’t know how to answer. Tilting her head slightly and supporting her chin while thinking, the Demon Lord suddenly showed a mischievous smile…

“Come here, give me a hug~” Turning her upper body toward him, the little Demon Lord reached out both hands toward Yuki, acting spoiled and looking for a hug.