Demon King – Chapter 689 – A Chuunibyou Patient and the Parent-Teacher Meeting

“Just as I thought. I knew it. Demon Lords really do exist… after all this time, one has finally appeared!”

After school, a certain peeping individual who lived near the school was sitting in his living room, summarizing the clues he had seized over this period of time.

“With that kind of height and build, how could she possibly take on a whole group by herself? That’s completely abnormal. There’s no doubt about it, she’s exactly what I’ve been looking for…”

“Xixia! Are you messing around with that pile of nonsense again? When are you ever going to grow up? Do you even know how old you are? At your age you should already be in second year of high school, do you know that?!”

A furious shout cut off someone’s muttering. A middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen, and the moment she saw her son once again acting all mystical and fiddling with weird junk, her anger flared up.

“Mom, it’s not like that. I really found the Demon Lord…”

“Demon Lord, Demon Lord, Demon Lord. How old are you already? Still muttering about this stuff all day long? We told you these stories when you were little, and you really went and treated yourself like some kind of hero, huh? Always thinking about going to slay a Demon Lord.”

Xixia’s mother was extremely pissed. If she’d known back then, she never would have told him these kinds of stories when he was young. Why was he still unable to tell what was real and what was fake at his age?

“But mom, I met her at school…”

“Go tell your dad that! Met what? Haven’t you caused us enough trouble before because of this pile of nonsense? When your dad gets back later, if you dare say one more word about this, just wait to get beaten!”

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Whenever these topics came up, Xixia’s mother could never stay calm. Her kid would get possessed whenever it came to this stuff. When he was younger, he even frequently harassed other girls, telling them things like ‘you’re a Demon Lord and must be eliminated’ blah blah blah.

Because of these bizarre antics, who knew how many innocent girls he’d scared into tears. Over the years, the two of them as parents had apologized left and right, constantly cleaning up after him for this mess. As he grew older, he had clearly restrained himself a lot. So why had he suddenly relapsed now?

After getting scolded by his mother, Xixia didn’t dare continue the topic. Even though in his heart he was still convinced that that loli was abnormal, a wise man knows when to yield. If he kept going, he’d definitely get beaten.

“I’m not trying to be mean to you. It’s just… you really should grow up a bit.”

Seeing her child lower his head and fall silent, Xixia’s mother sighed and softened her tone, sitting down beside him and starting to lecture him earnestly.

“When your father and I told you these Demon Lord and hero stories when you were little, it was so you’d become like the hero in the story. Through your own effort and struggle, overcoming one difficulty after another.”

“These stories are fictional in the end. You’re not young anymore. You should be able to tell what’s real and what’s fake by now. And when you look at things, you should also learn to use different perspectives and arrive at different understandings.”

Just like the Demon Lord in those stories. In such overly simplistic tales, the Demon Lord causes harm everywhere and gets hunted down as a result. But if you change your perspective, maybe the Demon Lord isn’t necessarily evil. Maybe she was just framed.

“I understand that too. I also think it’s not appropriate to casually define someone as evil…”

“So that’s why. Think more, okay? Stop shouting about this stuff all day. Let me put it bluntly. If you keep thinking every girl you see is a Demon Lord you need to slay, do you think you’ll ever find a girlfriend in the future?”

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After a round of both soft and hard education, Xixia’s mother chased him back into his room. Demon Lords or heroes, whatever. Go write your homework already. If you put the energy you waste on this stuff into studying, you’d have been in the honor class ages ago.

Back in his room, even after getting a thorough scolding, Xixia still firmly believed in his own judgment. Pulling open his desk drawer, he took out an exquisitely crafted pendant with a distinctly ancient style.

“Mom, I really think… Demon Lords definitely exist. And since she exists, then I must also have my own mission.”

Clutching the pendant tightly, Xixia pressed his hand to his chest and muttered to himself. Even if in other people’s eyes he looked like a full-blown chuunibyou patient, he still believed in what he believed.

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“Pa… rent… teacher… meeting? Ah, I’m dead!”

Casually playing games in the secret base as usual, the little Demon Lord was gripping her controller when she suddenly heard her sister drop that line. Distracted, she made a mistake, and the character she was controlling met an unlucky GG.

“Yeah. Mom and dad are going on another business trip, and this parent-teacher meeting is giving me a huge headache. We’re almost at finals, why did they suddenly schedule a parent-teacher meeting at a time like this?”

With their parents away on business and unable to attend, Eiya was seriously distressed. In theory, they could ask Lin Miao to stand in, but that bastard cousin said he was facing the most important event of his life, so this time he really couldn’t help.

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“Brother Miao’s being pressured hard about marriage. Cut him some slack. Who knows, maybe he’ll bring back a sister-in-law after a while?”

Continuing to play her game, Her Majesty the Demon Lord didn’t really care about this at all. Parent-teacher meeting? What’s that, can you eat it? When has a macho man ever been scared of that?

“Sis, I’m a model student. The teacher said someone from my family has to go and exchange experiences with the other parents…”

“But telling me that is useless. You’re not seriously thinking of having me go, right?”

Imagining the scene, herself as a loli chatting happily with other students’ parents and exchanging experience, Eiru felt the whole picture was way too bizarre.

“Well… sis, aren’t you good at illusions and stuff? Turn into mom or dad, or Brother Miao? Or even your boy form would work!”

Eiya clasped her hands together and pleaded. There was no one else she could rely on, so she could only pin her hopes on her dear sister.

“I think calling either of those two idiots back would be way more reliable. You even said you need to go up there and exchange experience. What the hell could I exchange? My sister was raised by me hand to hand, and she still causes trouble all day?”

The little Demon Lord rolled her eyes at her sister. It wasn’t like she’d taught her. She was a loli who basically lived outside most of the time. She didn’t even know much about what went on at home. What kind of education experience was she supposed to share?

Even if she wanted to make something up, she’d at least need some reference material, some drafts or something. Just dumping this on her and expecting her to fabricate everything from scratch was way too difficult.

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“To be honest, I don’t really want… mom and dad to attend.”

Eiya lowered her head, clearly troubled. Even though her grades were quite good, she knew very well what issues she had at school. Since the teacher was so insistent on having family attend this parent-teacher meeting, she felt certain those issues would be dragged out and discussed thoroughly.

“What issues? Say it.”

Putting the controller down and seeing how troubled her sister looked, the little Demon Lord sensed something was wrong and dropped her flippant attitude.

“It’s… my hair. Even though mom and dad already vouched for me and made their stance clear, they definitely still don’t believe it. It’ll definitely be brought up.”

Pointing at her own hair, this was the issue that gave Eiya the biggest headache at school.

Even though her parents had clearly stated it wasn’t dyed and stood on her side, everyone had seen them. Two black-haired parents giving birth to a silver-haired kid, on top of the fact that her hair had been black before, was really hard to believe.

With no way to get Lin Miao to stand in, she’d turned to her sister instead, hoping that with her crafty, quick-witted nature, she might have some other way to help solve this problem.