Demon King – Chapter 844 – The Hero Girl Is a Blank Sheet
Demon King – Chapter 844 – The Hero Girl Is a Blank Sheet
While they were messing around earlier, Eiru had already noticed two boys sneaking about not far away. So once the girls got tired from playing, she hopped over and asked Yuki what was going on.
“What were you guys talking about just now? Mm… if it’s a secret then you don’t have to tell me.”
“Stupid loli, what secret could I possibly have that you’re not allowed to know? Mm… surprises don’t count, I guess?”
“But you never know…” Eiru tapped a finger against her lips and thought for a moment. “What if you two were talking about something that requires me to avoid it?”
“Do you really think a topic like that exists?”
“Like lewd stuff?”
Smack.
The little loli’s head was magnificently bonked by Yuki.
‘Why the hell would I talk to him about that? And would you even avoid it? If that kind of topic came up, the one who’d rush over the most excited would be you, right?’
“And if there really was that kind of topic I’d just talk to you about it directly. You’d be happy to anyway… you lewd loli.”
Everyone was at that age after all. It was normal to be curious about these things and talk about them. Actually someone like Eiru, a problem girl who had zero taboos in this area, was convenient. If a real question came up, there was no need to beat around the bush with hints and side probing. Talking was way easier.
Pulling the topic back on track, Yuki roughly explained what Jiaqi had just discussed with him. After hearing it, Her Majesty the Demon Lord showed a complicated expression that was puzzled yet also felt expected.
“How should I put it. His worries aren’t completely unreasonable… our two families don’t really put up defenses, so if he suddenly swooped in and stole Little Ya away, it would kind of feel like he used a sneaky trick, right?”
Hearing even Eiru say that, just as Yuki started feeling sympathetic for Jiaqi, her next sentence suddenly made everything click for him.
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“But you forgot how he worried before about confessing to Little Ya… and what was the final result again?”
“So you think he’s worrying for nothing?”
“Nope, I didn’t say that.” The little Demon Lord waved her hand. “How you interpret it is your business. I’m reserving judgment on this. They can only handle it themselves.”
She never tried to persuade someone about something that had already been decided. That was always Her Majesty the Demon Lord’s principle. If you’ve already made up your mind, then no matter how I advise you, it’s meaningless.
Besides, this wasn’t Eiru’s first day knowing Jiaqi. Ever since childhood, his personality of weighing everything carefully and only acting after confirming there was zero risk…
Put nicely, it was cautious and killed risks in the cradle. Put bluntly, he was cowardly. Ridiculously cowardly.
“That guy, even when I play co-op games with him and ask him to charge first and open a path, he needs half a day to prepare.”
In shooting games, when he got surrounded, even if teammates ran over to rescue him, he’d still throw five or six or seven or eight smoke grenades. If he didn’t turn the place into foggy London he wouldn’t dare leave cover.
Even so, Yuki still wanted to keep persuading his good brother and get him to be bolder.
After all, he had experienced how suffocating it was to sneak around during a relationship. And that was with Eiru’s magic making it convenient for them to be lovey-dovey. Someone like Jiaqi who had to keep distance from Eiya whenever anyone was nearby… he didn’t even dare imagine that, alright?
“Oh right, Stupid Yuki~” Seeing Yuki about to run off to talk to Jiaqi, the little Demon Lord didn’t plan to stop him. She just called out to him to tell him something.
“Anyway, once I’m an adult… that should be when we start university, right~ then we can get married~”
“Really?!”
“Mhm~ So you have to go to the same university as me.”
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Like I’d need you to say that, you silly loli. This good news made Yuki so excited he immediately stopped and rushed back to hug his cute little girlfriend.
“Even though my mom doesn’t know about this, my dad said I can relax and be with you. He’ll handle the family side for me.”
With Yuki nuzzling her neck, Her Majesty the Demon Lord giggled and talked about what Ei Yuan had told her not long ago.
“Your old man actually did something nice for you for once.”
“My dad’s actually fine, he just never handles anything all day… heehee~”
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Yuki ran off to keep talking with Jiaqi. Over here, the three problem girls gathered together again, surrounding a table, drinking things while chatting about who knew what.
Since the haunted house was inside an amusement park, and it was the weekend, there were quite a lot of visitors around. With three eye catching beauties gathered together like this, the head turning rate was naturally high.
“So little Demon Lord, how did you get used to wearing skirts? I’m still not used to it. Feels like I’ll flash someone if I walk two steps.”
“You’re wearing tights anyway, so if you flash then you flash. Little Ya why are you hitting me?!”
Opening with a problem statement right away, Eiya couldn’t stand it and smacked her sister.
‘I asked you to share experience, not corrupt her!’
“But sometimes I have to wear thigh highs, right? What do I do then?”
“Ohoho, you figured it out? You want to wear thigh highs now? Who was it that said long socks or whatever please spare her at first… didn’t expect your body to surrender so fast~”
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Eiya had already covered her face. Listening to the exchange between these two problem girls gave her a headache.
‘And what kind of weird phrasing was body surrender? Sis what exactly is inside your head?’
“My suggestion is wear short skirts more. If you keep wearing this half long half short kind you’ll just stay stiff and restrained. The best way to deal with fear is to face it!”
“Don’t teach her nonsense! Sis!”
One dared to say it and one dared to believe it. If she didn’t step in to stop them, this silly hero girl would definitely get led astray by her sister. One Eiru was already enough of a headache. Don’t add another!
“Forget it, I’ll do it.” Eiya shook her head and suddenly pulled something out of the bag she carried with her. A pen?
“I think the best method is training. Because silly sis, you used to live as a boy, so the habit never formed. Let me give you some crash course training!”
“Wait wait, Little Ya… that pen, you’re not planning to…”
With her mind already full of all sorts of questionable things, the moment she saw her sister take out that pen, the little Demon Lord’s thoughts went crooked.
‘No no, what am I thinking? That’s ridiculous… but what does Little Ya want to do with that pen?’
Her curiosity was hooked. Just how was her sister planning to use that pen to give the silly hero girl crash training?
“From now on you’ll wear short skirts. I’ll write the character ‘正’ on your thigh. You have to make sure it can’t be seen. Every time it gets seen once, I’ll add another one…”
‘Wait… that really is what I thought?’
Her Majesty the Demon Lord was stunned. She truly hadn’t expected her sister to actually come up with something like this. Then she looked at Xixia nodding along with a completely convinced expression, and suddenly felt something was off…
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“Wait wait wait, silly, do you even know what it means to write tally marks on your leg?”
“Nope.”
Looking at those pure eyes without a trace of deception, the little Demon Lord went dumbfounded. So this hero girl wasn’t just innocent. She was basically a blank sheet who knew absolutely nothing about this kind of knowledge?
“Mm, then it’s settled… I’ll take silly sis to change clothes first. Let’s start training now!”
“Okay!”
With that, the two girls stood up and prepared to head toward the restroom not far away. Seeing them actually going through with it, Her Majesty the Demon Lord couldn’t sit still anymore.
“No, you two wait a second!”
So Eiya, who looked serious on the surface, was actually a problem girl too. Just a serious looking problem girl.
Translator Note
The character ‘正’ is used as a way to mark or record counting.
In this context, writing it on the leg means to count how many repeated s*x has been happening,