Demon King – Chapter 818 – The Hero Exists to Protect Hope

“Spare me. Wearing a skirt already makes me miserable, and you still want me to wear long socks and stuff?”

Xixia pressed her hands together in a pleading gesture. Before she left home today, her dear mother had tried to persuade her the same way. She had never crossdressed before. Wearing a skirt was already her limit. As for stockings and things like that, they were completely beyond what she could accept.

Honestly, she truly couldn’t understand why her mom insisted on making her wear all that. On the streets and at school, weren’t there actually more girls wearing long pants? Even if she was dressing as a girl, it wasn’t like she absolutely had to wear a skirt.

“Maybe your mom just wants you to accept and adapt to the reality of being a girl as soon as possible?”

Yuki analyzed as he answered, while fiddling with the pile of strange odds and ends Xixia had brought, trying to find clues that might wake up his little girlfriend.

Everyone else was chatting and bantering, yet only the one who truly doted on his loli was seriously working. But thinking about it, Eiru wasn’t in any life-threatening danger or anything. It didn’t really create a sense of urgency.

Not just the three of them. Even Yuki himself didn’t really feel like his little girlfriend was in danger. But with no movement from her for several days and not hearing her voice for days, what filled his heart more was loneliness and discomfort.

“Your legs really are perfect for long socks! And long socks can shape your legs too. If you wear them more often you can—”

“Brother Jiaqi! Can you stop flirting with other girls right in front of me?!”

Eiya roared in anger as she watched Hui Jiaqi stir up trouble again.

“And that stuff you said after that was taught by my sister, right? Brother Yuki is into legs and stockings too, but did he ever run over and try to persuade her like you do?”

Hearing the topic suddenly shift to him, Yuki glanced at Xixia’s legs that Hui Jiaqi had been enthusiastically praising.

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‘Mm. Not bad. They’d definitely look good in long socks. Still not as good as my wife’s.’

After giving an objective evaluation in his heart, Yuki lowered his head again and returned his attention to the things in his hands. On the other side, Hui Jiaqi was being pounded by Eiya’s little fists while desperately begging for mercy.

“By the way, now that you’re a girl, your mom still dares to let you come here alone? She’s pretty big-hearted, huh?”

“What, girls aren’t allowed to go out?” Xixia raised an eyebrow. “And right now I’m a genuine Hero. I can fight, you know?”

“Your chuunibyou still isn’t cured?”

“Don’t believe me? Then let’s arm wrestle.”

Hui Jiaqi burst out laughing and waved his hand to refuse the challenge. He was a guy who exercised regularly. Even ordinary hooligans couldn’t handle him, let alone a small girl like Xixia.

“You’re not scared of losing to me, are you?”

As she spoke, Xixia had already stepped to the table and set up her arm-wrestling posture. It seemed her competitive spirit had been stirred up. She was completely different from the shy lady she had been earlier.

“Come on. Even if I win, people will say I bullied a little girl.”

Though his tone was reluctant, Hui Jiaqi still stepped forward and assumed a fighting stance. Provocation might be old-fashioned, but it worked.

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“Don’t cry if you lose, Bread Knight.”

Teasing him, Hui Jiaqi grasped the Hero girl’s hand. While waiting for the referee to call start, he was even wondering whether he should act like a gentleman and go easy on her to save her some face.

Watching Hui Jiaqi hold another girl’s hand, Eiya felt an inexplicable irritation. But she was serving as the referee. After suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she gave the signal to begin.

At Referee Eiya’s shout of start, Hui Jiaqi smiled and applied a bit of strength.

Then the smile vanished from his face.

Not moving an inch. That was the best way to describe Xixia right now. Hui Jiaqi was stunned. He tried increasing the strength in his hand, but no matter how hard he pushed, Xixia’s arm felt like a wall, practically fixed in place.

Yuki was drawn in by the interesting scene as well. Watching the tense situation, he and Eiya, from the audience’s perspective, both assumed Hui Jiaqi was going easy to save the girl’s face.

‘What the hell? Didn’t Lu Brat say she used to get bullied to tears by two or three hooligans? What is this…’

Hui Jiaqi was already breaking out in a cold sweat. He had just boasted so confidently. If he lost now, he would lose all face in front of his childhood sweetheart.

“Dear senior brother~ You wouldn’t want to lose face in front of Demon Lord’s little sister, would you?”

Xixia whispered with a mischievous smile, sounding faintly threatening.

That strange form of address paired with those half-threatening words made Hui Jiaqi even more nervous. But nervousness was useless. He already knew this game would only end in his defeat.

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Yet just as despair filled his heart, in his astonished gaze, Xixia’s hand moved.

Not only did it move, it slowly began to tilt toward her own side at an extremely gradual pace.

From Yuki and Eiya’s perspective as spectators, it looked like Hui Jiaqi, who had been going easy, was gradually increasing his strength and pretending both sides were exerting full effort, slowly pressing Xixia’s wrist down.

The two of them were even silently praising Hui Jiaqi’s clever way of handling things to spare a girl’s feelings, unaware that the one going easy and the one being spared had actually switched roles.

Finally, with Xixia’s carefree “I lost,” the match ended in her narrow defeat.

The ‘victorious’ Hui Jiaqi shrank into a corner of the sofa, looking like he was questioning his entire life, drawing circles on the sofa with his finger.

The ‘defeated’ Xixia, on the other hand, looked completely unconcerned. She began explaining the earlier question.

“My mom said my friends aren’t many. And since you guys know I’m a girl and don’t dislike me for it, she wants me to interact with you more, build good relationships, and expand my social circle.”

“I see. That’s nothing serious.”

Eiya also didn’t have many friends, and she already found this Hero girl quite interesting. Naturally, she was happy to be friends.

“When my sister wakes up, we’ll formally introduce you to her. The three of us girls will probably have lots to talk about, right, Brother Jiaqi?”

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Without even turning around, Eiya reached her hand back and patted Hui Jiaqi.

“Please don’t. I’m not a girl. When you say that, specify the target clearly.”

A weak voice came from behind. Eiya turned her head in confusion and was startled by Hui Jiaqi’s lost-soul appearance.

“Brother Jiaqi, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing. Just questioning life a bit… I heard everything you girls said.”

Staring blankly at the ceiling, Hui Jiaqi, whose dignity had taken a blow, simply couldn’t understand what had just happened.

Meanwhile, Xixia sat with both hands pressing down on her skirt between her legs, her posture as ladylike as ever, a gentle smile on her face. No one could tell that she had been the real culprit behind everything.

As for why she went easy and let Hui Jiaqi win?

Because she was a Hero.

A Hero exists to protect hope. How could she bear to watch someone fall into despair?