“Wh—What?”
Weilan’s lips twitched, the fragile warmth he’d disguised in his expression crumbling to nothing, as he stared at Keke with a baffled look, then turned his gaze to Siye behind her.
Siye only shook his head calmly: “The succubus lady says you’re too ugly, so don’t force it. Just…”
His tone suddenly dropped to nearly inaudible as he whispered: “like this…”
Ye Lu had no idea what was going on.
What was her Prince up to now?
And… she looked at Keke, who had just turned someone down but looked like she was about to cry herself.
Then she looked at Weilan, whose face was full of defeat.
She had an inexplicable urge to punch her cousin…
He said he wanted a Celestial Demon, and when they finally found one, he started being picky.
And honestly, what about him wasn’t handsome?
Weilan’s hair was a bit short, and his temperament was on the sharper side.
But in the real world, he’d be a genuine good-looking guy—the kind of model shops would fight over to hire.
“Um… dear cousin, isn’t this handsome enough?”
“Not handsome.”
Keke muttered without lifting her head, then glanced cautiously at Weilan in front of her before timidly lowering her gaze again.
“Heh…”
Weilan let out a bitter laugh of disbelief.
No matter how he looked at it, he was here on Siye’s request—and now he was being rejected.
By a succubus.
“It’s fine.
The lady is so petite and cute.
A rough guy like me standing next to you would indeed look a bit jarring.”
Though the street was shabby, there were plenty of stalls selling trinkets.
They hadn’t walked far before the Prince summoned a second person to approach her—but Keke was already distracted by the little knickknacks.
She took Ye Lu’s hand and ran over to a roadside goldfish-catching stall.
The shopkeeper gave them a warm smile when he saw them.
Thinking about it, the two succubus ladies were dressed cleanly, not like the sort from those shady alleys.
This area wasn’t the Demon Capital’s center, so there was less prejudice against succubi here.
“Want to give it a try?”
“Mm.”
Keke hurriedly fumbled for money in the pouch at her waist.
She searched and searched, but her brow furrowed.
Looks like her cousin came out empty-handed.
Ye Lu didn’t want her to feel embarrassed, so she tossed two bills to the shopkeeper.
“Two people.”
“Thanks, Ye Lu.
Guess I’ve fallen on hard times—but I’ll definitely pay you back!”
“No need.
I’d rather find you a rich man on this trip.”
“I want a Celestial Demon.”
Catching little fish—the thing girls loved most.
But usually, in situations like this, it was only fun when a boyfriend was around.
Just imagine: you fumble around catching nothing for ages, then a man steps up to comfort you, and in one swoop he catches a fish and gives it to you.
The feeling—you couldn’t describe how amazing it was.
Ye Lu fumbled around in the water basin for a bit, and unsurprisingly, the net tore and the fish got away.
But she wasn’t disappointed.
It was the perfect moment.
She turned around, about to call her man over for help, but then she saw Keke squatting off to the side with a lonely back.
Sigh—forget it.
She’d rather stay and keep her company.
Her heart was full of her man; suddenly being told she’d lost him was hard on anyone.
“I caught one!”
Ye Lu!
The bag indeed had an extra goldfish now, swimming around frantically and bumping into the sides in fear.
“Hunting skills still as strong as when we were kids.”
Ye Lu patted her shoulder and praised: “That’s my cousin!”
Keke was cheered up: “Of course!”
Keke laughed brightly, her ears perking up.
Ye Lu leaned in to look—there was indeed a little goldfish in her plastic bag.
But the happiness didn’t last long.
The whole succubus drooped her head low again, listless.
“Succubus lady.”
Siye spoke at an ill-timed moment, and what he said was just as startling:
“If you wish, I can go grab your man right now, forcefully cast an illusion on him, and make him into someone who will love only you for the rest of his life.
That way, the succubus lady won’t have to worry about him running off.”
What nonsense was this?
Actually, thinking about it… was it really impossible?
Ye Lu shot the man an angry glare.
Of course, the Prince had the ability to do it.
But something that cruel—how could Keke ever agree?
She looked at Keke.
Sure enough, she looked excited yet conflicted, just staring at the little fish.
After a moment, she asked in a small voice: “C—Can you?”
So this is who you are?!
You actually agreed?!
You’d rather have a boyfriend who’s just a puppet obeying a program to love you, a thing that doesn’t even move?!
How infatuated is her cousin…
She was seeing him in a whole new light.
With permission granted, the Prince closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, he had his answer.
“The deal is done.”
“The deal is done?”
“Can’t detect him anywhere in the Demon Capital.
Looks like he’s already been transported to the city’s outskirts.”
“Ah! Wh—What!”
“Unfortunately.”
How could Keke take that?
Her face flushed with panic, her expression a mess.
She stood up and asked: “H—He’s still at school, isn’t he!
Yesterday I saw it clearly with my own eyes—he was being lovey-dovey with… with another one, and they even… even kissed.”
Siye shook his head, no trace of worry for her in his eyes.
“In this world, he might even be a Yongzhe.”
“Who knows.
Probably just a small illusion magic.
Perhaps, in secret, he’s actually a Yongzhe.”
“Small illusion magic… and Yongzhe!”
“I—I’m his… my ex-boyfriend is a Yongzhe?”
Keke was so excited, stars sparkling in her eyes—the kind only succubi had.
Of course he wasn’t a Yongzhe; that was just the Prince’s guess.
What truly made Keke happy definitely wasn’t her boyfriend’s identity—it was the small illusion magic.
So everything she and Ye Lu had seen yesterday was just a small illusion magic?
The Prince was amazing, able to see through even that.
If only he were this perceptive about feelings.
“Yongzhe… really or not?”
Even Weilan was caught off guard and pressed for an answer.
“Maybe it’s real?
I already said I don’t know.”
There was no point in continuing to stroll the streets.
The moment those words left his mouth, Keke had no heart left to look for a boyfriend.
Walking along, her whole body and mind were in repentance.
Yongzhe, I beg you, please show mercy.
She even told the Prince: “Prince, when the big battle comes, if you run into…”
Stop it.
And she told Ye Lu: “Don’t tell anyone my secret about finding a boyfriend.”
While Keke was in the restroom, she couldn’t help but ask Ye Lu whether this was true or not.
Turns out the Prince didn’t know either.
Guess he was just spouting nonsense.
Of course, Ye Lu couldn’t bear to ruin her cousin’s bright future.
While Keke was in the restroom, she couldn’t help but ask the Prince about whether this was true or not.
Ye Lu was pulled by her cousin’s hand, running ahead at his pace.
She looked back—the two men were left far behind.
Uh… man, girls really were too powerful at shopping.
Even if this place was full of shops meant for middle-aged and elderly folks.
Wait, her cousin was a guy too, wasn’t he?
They finally found a women’s clothing store that looked decent.
Keke had just happily poked her head in.
She felt her waist pouch—the whole succubus deflated.
“Use my man’s money.”
“Thanks, hub—… wuwuwu…”
Picking, trying on—they went at it for a solid half hour.
Keke picked for herself; Ye Lu had her husband pick for her.
If it weren’t for her skin getting raw from changing piece after piece, who knows how much longer he’d have kept choosing.
In the end, Ye Lu changed into a fluffy, form-fitting skirt.
The style wasn’t overly bold, and the knitted fabric wrapped around her like a soft, plush cloud.
She reached out to touch it—no rough seams against the skin.
Unsurprisingly, Ye Lu had been forced to eat an afternoon snack before leaving.
“Mmm… n—not so hard~”
Right, she was being squeezed tightly, as if he wanted to wrap her entire being in his arms.
The Prince just loved seeing her in new clothes—like he had a favorability system in his eyes.
Just like now, murmuring “so cute” into her ear.
A few hours later, she’d be completely ignored again.
In the end, he just didn’t love her enough…