“Let you see your true nature clearly. And this, trying to seduce my innocent son? Hmph, ridiculous.”
Above her head, a young man’s voice was cold and mocking.
Yale was scared, but couldn’t help retorting,
“He seduced me first.”
Yale couldn’t take it.
After picking up the clothes and wrapping the little succubus properly around herself, the uncle clearly didn’t believe it, cursing even more viciously and coldly.
“Don’t joke around. You’re a succubus. Interested? Do you take me for a fool? Even if my son’s mate selection criteria are ridiculously low, the noble Celestial Demon tribe would never possibly—”
Yale wanted to say something more, but her hair was grabbed.
In pain, she was forced to look up.
And then she met the furious eyes of the young man.
’Young man?’
The moment their eyes met, the uncle let go of her hair.
“Eh… Eh eh eh??”
His eyes went from wide with fury, to dazed, to astonished.
Finally, he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, let go of her hair, and pulled a piece of candy from his pocket.
Tilting his head 30 degrees, squinting his eyes, he gave a kind smile:
“Here!”
“Ah~ Good daughter, have some candy!”
“Crying? Dammit! It must be that brat Siye’s doing! I’ll definitely punish him!”
His attitude did a 360-degree turn.
Yale took the candy, hiding it in her palm, completely unable to react to what he meant.
Next, the uncle, full of interest, crouched down and curiously leaned close to her face, asking,
“Good daughter, tell Dad quickly, how many children are you carrying in your belly?”
Yale moved aside a little and answered with certainty,
“Zero. But soon it will be one.”
“Not bad!”
“Then… what’s your name?”
“Yale.”
“A powerful name!”
Then he remembered something and turned his head to look in the direction where the Prince had been thrown earlier.
’…No one?’
Just as her heart rose, in a flash, the Prince, having brushed the dust off his shoulder, had already teleported behind them.
“So cute~”
The uncle was still busy pinching her cheek.
Only Yale could see the Prince lift his knee and bend his leg.
“What are you looking at, good daughter?”
the uncle asked in confusion, following her gaze.
Ow!
His face contorted, and the next second, his entire body was embedded in the wall.
“Uh…”
’What a strange way for father and son to interact…’
Underground.
The damp air was several times worse than above ground.
She followed behind the Prince, almost out of breath.
That was bad enough, but there was someone bothering her.
“It hurts, right~ I know, but just a little longer, just a little longer and we’ll be there.”
“Lord Zai’e, you don’t have to do this, I…”
The uncle kept sticking close to her side as they walked.
She felt too embarrassed to push him away, but it was really annoying, so she could only say tactfully,
“Just call me Dad.”
“Dad.”
“Ehehe… what a good daughter!!”
The uncle put one hand behind his back, bared his teeth, and circled around her.
Zai’e.
This name, like the Prince’s “Siye,” had existed since his birth.
This guy was a shortie, about her height, but his appearance was as ridiculously handsome as her real father’s.
His medium-long hair was cut a bit messy, covering his eyes, and under the contrast of his furry horns and long eyelashes, it made him look like a youth with a gloomy aura in every aspect.
But in reality, he was extremely hot-tempered, even harder to deal with than the Prince.
When they arrived, before leaving, Zai’e waved his hand and said to them with a smile,
“Bye-bye, you two. Make sure to communicate well, okay?”
First, he glared at Siye, who was standing side by side with him but habitually had his hand on Yale’s waist.
He smiled with satisfaction and winked suggestively,
“Don’t hurt little Yale, and good luck!”
“I don’t need your reminder.”
Then, he rubbed his hands together like a fly.
Yale knew he would say a couple of things to her.
First:
“Can you… call me Dad one more time?”
She couldn’t really say it.
She looked at the Prince, struggled and mumbled for a long time, before slowly spitting out,
“D-Dad.”
“Not bad, too good…”
After hearing that, Zai’e started panting heavily, clutching his chest, gritting his teeth and twisting back and forth for a while.
After calming down a bit, he told her worriedly,
“Yale, be careful. Siye is ridiculously weak, but… when he gets strong, he’s terrifying! If you cry, take the elevator to the Three Towers 18th Floor office to find Dad. Dad will definitely punish this bad guy severely!”
His voice cracked.
Yale nodded perfunctorily.
’Is this topic really something you can just say out loud?’
“Okay.”
“Then… I’m leaving.”
“Mm.”
“Really leaving now…”
“Hurry up and get lost!”
Siye couldn’t take it anymore.
Only then did Zai’e leave, looking back every few steps, until that figure completely disappeared from sight.
Yale let out a sigh of relief and gently tugged at the sleeve of the man beside her.
Feeling very ashamed, she glanced behind her at the pool of warm water shrouded in pale purple mist.
“Prince.”
She looked up, lowered her eyes, opened them wide, and said confidently,
“This time, please leave everything to me! I happen to be hungry, so I’m full of energy!”
’What a great opportunity. I never thought that the biggest requirement to become a princess would be just bathing in a pool with the Prince. And then, do some things that only adults do. This is really good…’
The Prince shook his head.
He grabbed empty air with his hand.
The next second, a cute dress for girls, adorned with lace and bows, appeared in his hand.
“Change into a cute outfit.”
Her pupils lost their luster.
“Let’s not…”
“At least.”
He gently held the dress up against her figure.
“First try this one on.”
She took the dress he pulled out, and barefoot by the chilly pool, under his persistent gaze, she shivered from the cold, but the Prince was insistent on this.
So for the next half hour or so, she could only stand there shivering.
She would never get into the water until she wore an outfit he was satisfied with.
In the end, it was a puffy dress that only princesses in fairy tales would wear, paired with delicate hair clips, white knee-high socks, and flat shoes.
…