Demon King – Chapter 882 – Good Bros (Besties) Are Meant to Screw Each Other Over

“So? Heavyweight’s fine now right? Still behaving at your place?”

Several days after everything happened, that ghost toddler was still being looked after by the Hero girl. Out of concern for the two of them, the little Demon Lord was currently holding her phone and asking about the situation on the other end.

“She’s okay… probably?”

Xixia glanced at the silver haired toddler hanging off the back of the sofa not far away. The way she was muttering to herself made Xixia want to laugh a little. But thinking about it again, how exactly does a ghost hang on a sofa?

“It’s just that Heavyweight’s still really depressed lately. She keeps mumbling stuff like ‘I’m so weak, can’t win’ all day.”

Which made sense. According to the unlucky kid herself, throughout her unknown length of ghost life, Shang had basically always fought crushing victories. Losing for the first time really did deal her a blow.

Not to mention she lost twice in one night, and both times she ran in to feed on her own. After feeding herself she even got brainwashed. Honestly humiliating to the extreme.

“Well, even though Belonia’s pretty weak, she’s still a Demon Lord. It’s normal she couldn’t beat her. All sorts of weird magic. Even I’ve taken losses before…”

‘Then you should tell her that, not me. What’s telling me going to do? Though even if she did say it, it probably wouldn’t help. Actually… Heavyweight like this isn’t so bad?’

That thought suddenly popped into her mind. Because these past few days Shang had been so depressed that at Xixia’s house she had been unbelievably well behaved. At least compared to her previous husky level house wrecking, this version saved the Hero girl a lot of worry.

The furniture that got smashed had already been fixed by Eiru. To prevent Belonia from coming out and causing trouble again, the little Demon Lord had also thoroughly modified that place.

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To avoid accidents, Shang couldn’t go back for a while. Anyway she liked messing around outside more, so you could say the Demon Lord basically gave her paid leave.

At least for the next few years nothing would happen there. To stop anyone from accidentally entering, Her Majesty the Demon Lord had directly sealed the space. As for the stuff inside, leaving it to the “little cuties” Shang mentioned was enough.

“Speaking of which, little Demon Lord… you really want me to deal with your evil predecessor Demon Lord?”

“What? You scared? You’re a Hero. No one but you can do this. Isn’t this exactly your dream, defeating evil and becoming a hero~?”

Hearing the thoughts in her heart, Her Majesty the Demon Lord suddenly got playful again. Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, she began teasing the Hero girl on the other end of the call.

“I’m not! How would I be scared! This is a Hero’s responsibility. I won’t run away!”

She spoke righteously, but the next second Xixia’s tone suddenly softened.

“But I might not be able to beat her. Little Demon Lord, can’t you give me some equipment or something? Or some miracle way to power up? In novels and anime Heroes always have that kind of thing, like getting guidance from a master or being gifted gear, right!”

“Nope. I’m not some master. And I’m a Demon Lord while you’re a Hero. We’re mortal enemies. Isn’t it weird asking your archenemy for help?”

“Would mortal enemies be this relaxed chatting on the phone?”

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“Oh? Dummy, you actually noticed that. You’ve gotten smarter!”

Facing the Hero girl’s complaint, the little Demon Lord feigned surprise. That reaction made several vein marks pop on the caller’s forehead.

“Hey! You trashy Demon Lord! I was never dumb, okay?!”

“How about I prepare two loaves of bread for you?”

“Don’t bring that up again!!!”

The Demon Lord teasing the Hero in progress.

After the Hero’s abilities awakened, Xixia’s physique, intelligence, reaction speed, and ability to handle situations had all improved by leaps and bounds.

But the person on the other end of the phone was a scheming black bellied Demon Lord who specialized in causing trouble. So the Hero girl still got bullied as usual, constantly led astray and messed with by this mischievous loli.

“Little Demon Lord, if you keep teasing me, someone’s going to punish you!”

Having not gained a single advantage the whole time, Xixia shouted in exasperation.

“Oh really? Who’s got the guts to punish me?”

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Her Majesty the Demon Lord didn’t care at all. One hand rested on the sofa back, one leg raised high and draped over the armrest. With that utterly unladylike sitting posture that screamed asking to be smacked by mom, she looked as smug as could be.

“Lu Brat, can you sit properly? Try acting a bit like a girl, alright?”

Hearing Yuki’s voice from somewhere slightly farther away on the other end of the phone, a flash of light passed through the Hero girl’s eyes. She immediately began planning her counterattack.

“See? Little Demon Lord, your karma’s here! Just wait for Senior to smack your butt!”

“Hah? Him? Stupid Yuki?”

Eiru had just been about to lower her leg and sit properly, but hearing that provocation, the dignity of a Demon Lord was at stake. She absolutely couldn’t tolerate it.

To prove her authority and status as a Demon Lord to Xixia on the other end, the little Demon Lord leaned slightly to the side and shot a disdainful sideways glance at Yuki not far away.

She even provoked him with her gaze. At the same time, the leg she had draped over the sofa arm lifted even higher. Seeing the vein marks pop on Yuki’s forehead, she even snorted arrogantly.

‘I won’t listen. I’ll sit however I want. What can you do about it, Stupid Yuki?’

Even though she didn’t say a word, that loli’s current expression had those exact lines written all over her face.

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Based on the sounds from the other side, the Hero girl roughly guessed how things were developing. She smiled slightly, turned on speaker, set the phone aside, and lay on her bed propping up her chin with both hands, waiting for the show.

“Wait?! Stupid Yuki! What are you doing! I’m your husband, you’re my wife, you can’t—Mmm?! Mmmmmm?!!!!”

As expected, the panicked voice of a certain loli quickly sounded from the phone, but it was soon cut off by something. After a burst of muffled noises, Yuki’s voice came through instead.

“Xixia, right? Sorry you had to hear that. Things are a bit inconvenient here. I’ll hang up first. I’ll have her call you back later.”

“Stupid Yuki! I was wrong! I was wrong! Gwu! Don’t! Mmm! Dummy save m—”

Eiru’s voice appeared again, completely lacking her earlier arrogance. Along with her pleading, the call soon ended, leaving only the beeping tone.

The Hero girl was already lying on the bed laughing so hard her whole body shook. Guessing exactly how things were unfolding over there gave her a deeply satisfying sense of revenge.

So really, showing off and trying to save face in front of your bros sometimes really does end in disaster.

Her Majesty the Demon Lord was still too young.