Demon King – Chapter 680 – Today’s Desk Mates Continue to Persecute Each Other

“So Qianchen treats you like a good bro, but you’re thinking about hitting on her sister. That’s not very honorable, Stupid Yu…”

While teasing him, the Demon Lord covered her mouth and laughed. Well, not even trying to hide it, just openly laughing.

“I’m not, I didn’t, you loli don’t talk nonsense!”

He went straight into the triple denial, but Ziyu was honestly panicking inside now.

Having some level of goodwill was definitely true, but to be honest, Ziyu himself did not even know whether he really liked Su Qianmeng or not.

Slumping over the desk as if resigning himself to fate, Ziyu finally gave up resisting. The people in front of him were all good brothers anyway. Saying it out loud would not really cause any big problems.

“If you ask me whether I like her or not, I honestly don’t know myself… If you say I like her, I don’t think it’s anywhere near the kind of feeling Brother Yuki has for the little princess.”

“But if you say I don’t like her, I do find myself unconsciously glancing over at her from time to time. To me, she really does have this strange kind of attraction.”

It was rare for Ziyu to speak seriously without joking around. The others stopped laughing as well and continued listening.

“Bro, I’ve felt this kind of thing before… I think there’s a way to test it.”

Jiaqi patted his desk mate on the shoulder. Having once had complicated feelings toward Eiru himself, he could more or less understand Ziyu right now.

Back then, he also could not be sure whether that subtle emotion in his heart was liking someone. Considering that the other party had once been a boy, Jiaqi had firmly denied that possibility at first.

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But the stirring in his heart kept growing stronger. Out of a need to vent, he half-jokingly tossed out the idea to Yuki that he might end up pursuing his childhood friend. Although that directly stimulated Yuki, at that time Jiaqi still was not certain whether he liked Eiru or not.

It was only when Yuki confessed to Eiru and the two became a couple that Jiaqi realized belatedly that he did, in fact, like Eiru. Maybe he could not identify his feelings back then, but that sense of entanglement and sourness in his heart did not lie.

Still, after so much time had passed, seeing the two of them happy, Jiaqi had already let it go. Now, he sincerely wished his two best friends happiness.

“So, get someone to go after Qianmeng or something. See what kind of reaction you have. Wouldn’t that tell you whether you like her or not?”

As he proposed this strange idea, Jiaqi also sneaked a glance at Eiru, who was propping up her chin with both hands. That small movement did not escape Yuki’s eyes.

“What kind of messed-up idea is that? Shouldn’t this only work if I don’t know about it? If I already know, wouldn’t the effect be greatly reduced?”

‘That is really not the main point here…’

Listening to the two of them, the silver-haired couple had the exact same thought pop up in their minds.

‘Everyone here is a pure-love warrior. Don’t pull this weird stuff. Jiaqi, with your move, sure, you might find out whether he likes her or not. But if he really does, then what? Are you supposed to go snatch her away or something?’

The four of them were still discussing heatedly when, without realizing it, class had already ended. Teacher Ban suddenly called out “Class dismissed!”, startling everyone except the Demon Lord so badly that they almost jumped out of their seats.

Why was she not startled? Unlike the three boys who were completely immersed in the conversation and oblivious to what was going on around them, Her Majesty the Demon Lord had been maintaining the illusion the entire time. With a good chunk of her attention focused on the surroundings, how could she be scared that easily?

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After class, the illusion was lifted, and the classmates could finally see the real Eiru and the others. Feeling a bit guilty, they glanced toward the person they had just been discussing, only to be noticed by Qianchen, who happened to turn around to pack her bag.

“You guys… what’s with those looks?”

For no clear reason, Qianchen felt a wave of irritation. She had the sense that the people behind her had been talking about something not quite right.

“No no no… you’re imagining things.”

“Are you stupid? That just makes it more suspicious. That’s basically a confession.”

One look, one question, and Jiaqi and Ziyu, acting as perfect deadweight teammates, immediately exposed themselves. Eiru and Yuki quickly turned back around and stood up as if nothing had happened, using a trip to the school store as an excuse to flee the scene together.

“So… what exactly were you talking about?”

Ignoring the two who ran off, Qianchen cracked her knuckles, stood up, and walked over to the pair with a friendly smile.

“We were talking about…”

At this critical moment, after glancing at the equally panicked Jiaqi beside him, Ziyu’s brain spun at high speed. In a flash of inspiration, he blurted out something that would get his teammate dismembered on the spot.

“We were talking about Jiaqi wanting to chase the little princess’ younger sister!”

“Huh?”

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Jiaqi seriously wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing. He knew Ziyu was good at bullshitting and stirring trouble, but he had not realized this guy’s thought process could jump to this extent.

“The little princess… who’s that? Eiru?”

As someone outside the loop, Qianchen naturally did not know the internal nickname used by Dorm 1503. But after reacting, she could not help bursting out laughing.

That Demon Lord who beat up punks and left all kinds of strange rumors at Seventh High was apparently called a little princess by her friends in private? A little princess beating up street punks just sounded hilarious no matter how you looked at it.

“What? Eiru has a younger sister?”

“Holy shit, is she also a silver-haired loli?”

“What are you thinking? Where would so many silver-haired people come from? But she’s definitely a loli!”

In the noisy post-class environment, Ziyu’s voice was not loud, but plenty of classmates still heard his explosive revelation. Gossip was human nature. How could they possibly miss news like this? One after another, they crowded over.

“You want to chase Eiru’s sister? Is she cute? How old is she?”

“Don’t commit a crime, bro. You just got back from abroad so you might not know, but around here it’s five years minimum.”

“So does that mean you’ll have to call Eiru ‘sis’ in the future? Are you taking a loss or making a profit with this one?”

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Above Jiaqi’s head, question marks popped up one after another.

‘Who am I? Where am I? Why did things suddenly turn into this?’

“I’m telling you, Jiaqi and the two Eiru sisters are childhood sweethearts, grew up playing together. Then he went abroad and came back, a childhood sweetheart descending from the heavens, two little ones with no guesses.”

Having successfully shifted the fire onto his desk mate, Ziyu was still not satisfied and continued explaining enthusiastically. This extremely punchable behavior finally made Jiaqi snap back to reality.

‘Damn it, isn’t the culprit right next to me?’

Sensing the killing intent beside him, Ziyu, halfway through his explanation, suddenly launched himself on the spot under everyone’s gaze. Jiaqi’s hand had not even reached out yet before he was already at the last row of the classroom.

“Damn it! If you’ve got the guts to stir shit, then don’t run!”

“Didn’t you just stand on their side and gang up on me too? This is called karma!”

“Weren’t you the one who persecuted me first?!”

“Fine, then let’s call it turn-based!”