Demon King – Chapter 902 – The Roles of Attacker and Defender Are Reversed

Since childhood, Eiya hadn’t had many friends or playmates. Before, it was essentially just Eiru, Lin Miao, and Jiaqi.

For a little girl who always lacked a sense of security, these three, who had accompanied her throughout her entire childhood, were among the most important existences in her life.

But when it came down to it, Eiru and Lin Miao were also blood-related siblings. So Jiaqi, who existed without any blood-relation filter, held an even more special place in Eiya’s heart.

Lin Miao was already working and only had very little time to spend with the two sisters. Although Eiru hadn’t neglected Eiya or run off, most of her time now was spent being lovey-dovey with Yuki. Eiya couldn’t be so tactless as to intrude on that…

So, biological sisters were biological sisters; both girls were the type to cherish the past. But both sisters also understood that everyone had their own life and didn’t want to cause trouble for others, so they wouldn’t voice their reluctance to let go.

For a certain silver-haired little loli, that certain diamond-certified straight man really was the last carrier of her childhood memories. This was also the reason why, the moment she learned of Jiaqi’s feelings from him, the girl could agree without hesitation.

Possessing a girl’s reserve and being somewhat shy, Eiya wasn’t as open-hearted as her dear sister. Compared to that silly Demon Lord who, as long as she was familiar enough with someone, would give even a gender-bender situation a chance despite being indifferent to it, Eiya wasn’t so easily persuaded in this regard.

Things like ‘give it a chance’ or ‘feelings can develop slowly’ were all excuses. Although Eiya had thrown her sister’s words back at Jiaqi when he confessed, agreeing to his confession was purely because of her own little selfish motives.

If Jiaqi had his own life to lead and needed to leave, the understanding Eiya wouldn’t stop him. But now that he’d delivered himself to her doorstep, the little girl naturally wasn’t willing to let go and allow her childhood playmate to run off…

Not to mention that Jiaqi had left to go abroad in the middle of things, so for Eiya, it was even more of a surprise, like finding something lost. The only pitiable one was that little coward of a boy, who thought he was the hunter when in reality, he was the prey in his childhood friend’s eyes.

“Sis, didn’t you say feelings can develop slowly? So, I just need to grab him and keep him by my side first, then find a way to fall in love with him later…”

Back when she first accepted Jiaqi’s confession, Eiya had dropped such abusive language in front of her sister, leaving her dear sister utterly speechless.

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It was a pity that such a proactive and cute childhood friend, under the layers of her offensive, was met with the childhood friend’s impenetrable defenses… These defenses were on par with an AT Field, not something an ordinary person could break through.

The difficulty of tearing through an AT Field with one’s bare hands was simply too great, so the current situation for this childhood sweetheart pair was utterly farcical, the one who hadn’t clearly expressed feelings of like was taking the initiative, while the one who had launched various theoretical offensive declaring affection was steadfastly holding their ground and refusing to budge.

Things like methods to make Jiaqi more proactive, the two sisters had actually discussed them privately countless times… But in the end, they’d come up with a whole bunch of ideas, yet actual progress remained nonexistent.

Because Her Majesty the Demon Lord really had no experience in this area; in her love life, Yuki was usually the one taking the initiative. She, the lazy Demon Lord, only enjoyed being passive.

Yuki had even commented that if Jiaqi had been just a bit more aggressive, he wouldn’t have been the winner in pursuing Eiru back then. Having lost once already, how could he still be this timid?

In the end, the ideas were mostly still Eiya’s, with Eiru only responsible for planning and execution. But today, she’d even thrown out fanservice like that, and this steel… no, diamond-certified straight man, the two sisters really had no way to deal with him now.

“I originally thought you two might actually get something done… What a pity, I was hoping you could tell me the details.” Shaking her head, the little Demon Lord’s tone was strangely disappointed.

“Hey, Sis, I’m your own flesh-and-blood little sister. Are you that eager to marry me off or something?”

The little girl, already in a bad mood, puffed out her cheeks even more unhappily upon hearing her sister’s words.

‘Other people’s brothers and sisters were all overprotective, freaking out when their cabbage got rooted up. How come you’re in such a hurry to send the cabbage away?’

“Huh? No… Honestly, if you really did get married, I’d actually be pretty mad. But I thought you two might actually do something, I just wanted to hear the process, preferably in detail.”

“No, why are you asking about that?”

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“To use as material.”

“?”

“Nothing, nothing, just kidding.”

Seeing the question mark pop up over her sister’s head, Her Majesty the Demon Lord realized she’d accidentally let something slip and hurriedly changed her tune to salvage the situation.

“Just caring about my little sister’s romantic progress as her older brother… Isn’t that perfectly normal?”

‘To be honest, you’re really not good at lying, you pervy loli sis…’

Thinking this to herself, Eiya squinted her eyes, looking at the tail behind a certain loli that was incessantly swaying due to nervousness, with an expression that seemed to see through everything.

“Ahem, enough of that, I need to get dressed…”

Feeling a bit guilty under the stare, Eiru blushed and changed the subject, pointing to the small cabinet beside Eiya.

“Open that little cabinet for me. There are spare stockings and gloves of mine in there.”

“So why do you have spares of this stuff here anyway?”

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Complaining even as she did so, Eiya handed the items from the cabinet to her. The short skirt that had been tossed by the two of them at the foot of the bed was also thoughtfully fetched.

“Preparedness prevents problems~”

“I see… Then, about what you and Brother Yuki just did～ can you tell me the details too?”

Watching her sister put on her stockings, Eiya suddenly got a mischievous idea.

“No way, you’re just a kid, why do you want to hear about that? Shoo, shoo, shoo…”

“To use as material～”

“Hey!”

Seeing Eiru’s face flushed red from her teasing, Eiya, triumphant in her mischief, chuckled and climbed up from the bed.

“Alright, alright, I won’t bother you anymore. You hurry up and get dressed.”

Saying this, the satisfied little girl pulled open the door and left the cubicle, leaving only her unlucky sister behind, muttering incessantly to herself.

“Full of messy thoughts, who did this girl learn that from?”

Complaining under her breath, the little Demon Lord lifted her legs high. Just as she was about to pull the short skirt on, the door suddenly slid open again.

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“Oh, right, Sis, one more thing~”

“What else is there?”

Startled by the sudden interruption, still holding the skirt mid-motion, Her Majesty the Demon Lord wobbled like a roly-poly toy and flopped face-down onto the bed, looking utterly ridiculous.

“Just wanted to ask, did you put on underwear?”

“No! And didn’t I tell you Stupid Yuki got it dirty?”

“What about spares?”

“None either! And even if I did, I wouldn’t want to wear them.”

Seeing her sister’s impatient expression, Eiya revealed a sly smile. Then, under her sister’s horrified gaze, she slowly uttered a terrifying sentence.

“Okay, got it. Then I’ll go tell Brother Yuki.”

“Huh? Wait? Little Ya? Little Ya?! Don’t tell him! Come back! He finally forgot about this! Don’t remind him!”

A few minutes later, Yuki appeared there with a dark expression. Holding a cute piece of children’s underwear in his hand, ignoring a certain loli’s pleas and protests, he slowly slid the cubicle’s door shut…