He hastily added.
Yelu nodded, signaling him to step back and clear the way, then walked in herself.
Ah…
The moment she stepped inside, that smell hit her nose again.
Yogurt cups and instant noodle containers were tossed around everywhere, things placed all crooked.
And in the far corner, a big gaming console was taking up space again.
She covered her face.
This was definitely Prince’s handiwork.
How much did he love playing games?
Though, most of the time, Yelu suspected, the one who didn’t clean was Weilan.
That fact lowered her impression of Weilan considerably.
Sigh, poor Prince.
Maybe next time she should let him stay in her dormitory and sleep together with her instead?
She sighed and looked at the Prince sitting on the bed, gazing at her.
Undershirt, boxers, big slippers—his hair looked like it hadn’t been washed in days.
So ugly…
Yelu couldn’t bear to see the man she cared about in such a sorry state, so she walked over and flicked away the cockroach still crawling on his head.
“Miss Yelu, why are you here?”
While she silently and devotedly straightened his clothes, he asked her that question: “Why are you here?”
Sigh, every time they met, it was the same line.
He never learned to change things up.
“Why? That would be, of course…”
She was about to habitually blurt out that pleading request, but she stopped herself and thought for a moment.
Her identity?
Right, coming here wasn’t about playing house with the Prince like usual.
She didn’t want the identity of Lady Princess…
Hmm.
She mulled over her words for a moment, then moved closer, taking both his wrists where they rested on his lap, and paused.
Shyly, she slowly flattened his hand and placed it on her lower belly.
“Prince, I… if nothing goes wrong, I should be pregnant.”
Ah! Why did she say that!
“Pregnant?”
The Prince’s eyes, previously dull and lost in thought, suddenly lit up.
He looked at Yelu’s hand gently resting on her belly, his emotions clearly stirred.
He supported her waist with his palm and pulled her toward his chest.
Yelu staggered, her arms bracing against his shoulders.
She thought he was about to do something again and panicked, pushing against him, whispering like a mosquito:
“O… only this much.”
“What?”
“N-nothing… thank you.”
Prince didn’t continue, or rather, in his normal state, he didn’t have much desire at all?
After pulling her into his embrace, he simply held her waist gently, pressed his ear against her belly, and mumbled vaguely.
“So this means pregnancy? Amazing, it’s just… the belly is still flat?”
“Of course! Do you want me to grow it overnight?!”
Prince released her, tilting his head, his eyes seeming to shimmer with spring warmth as he said happily:
“I’m really glad Miss Yelu can carry my child.”
“Okay, but…”
“In other words, starting today, I should be a dad, right?”
“I’m really glad Miss Yelu can carry my child.”
“Yeah… I suppose so.”
“And then… Miss Yelu is the mother.”
“Ugh…”
“It’s a shame I didn’t give you a ring, but… in a few days, perhaps.
From now on, we’re a couple who can spend our lives together, right?”
“Really, it makes me emotional.
I thought finding a girlfriend I like would take a long time, and the elders had strict mate selection standards, insisting on introducing me to an angel.
And indeed… even now, I still think Miss Yelu is the cutest.”
“Right… don’t you think?”
The Prince’s joyful voice showed his emotions plainly.
This was the type Yelu found most satisfying in her heart.
Like right now, she was already so flustered by this man’s words that her whole body went weak, and she just wanted to nestle in his arms.
But was this really okay?
Her purpose wasn’t to confess her feelings, but to get pregnant and have a baby, and then no longer be entangled by these feelings of liking a man.
She’d live a quiet life on her own, doing only what she liked every day, without a care.
But… she couldn’t bring herself to say it!
Dammit, seeing the Prince’s relieved expression at finding his other half, why did she want to pat his head, comfort him properly, and turn into a radiant mother treating him as her beloved child?
No!
Yelu’s gaze grew resolute.
Since he touched her belly, she’d touch his hair, with this little girl’s hand.
Facing a Prince like this, she really couldn’t say it after all.
“Prince… ooh…”
Just as she was about to speak, he released her hand and instead leaned in to gently brush her lips with his, then quickly pulled back, meeting her eyes, his fingertip reaching up to wipe the corner of her eye.
“Who made you cry? Miss Yelu?”
“Nobody!”
“I just… accidentally fell down.”
Of course it was a lie—she’d been scared to tears.
Even so, Yelu didn’t dare tell him about being chased by goblins on the way here.
If she did, maybe all the goblins in the school would disappear by tomorrow.
That was right, he was that domineering.
Only by controlling everything could he feel at ease.
The two stood frozen.
Yelu thought for a long time, and with the help of her succubus love brain, she finally rephrased “can’t be married forever” and looked at him.
Changing it to:
“Today… will you go on a date with me? Prince.”
Her voice was very small.
“I’d be delighted.”
“A date with a pregnant Miss Yelu… the dating experience, come to think of it, would be my first.”
“Thank you, just… before we go, can you?”
Two hours later, full and satisfied.
Yelu asked her Prince to walk her back to the dormitory so she could start preparing for the date.
As for herself… she didn’t want to see those filthy goblins again.
For a date, as the girl, not putting effort into her appearance wouldn’t do.
Fortunately, she pushed open the door and entered the dormitory that had been her home for over half a month.
All her roommates were there.
Xiya was fixing her wings at the vanity, and Keke…
She was lying on the bed with her legs kicked up, playing her game console, looking thoroughly displeased…
Understandable, really—finally getting a day off, and instead of dating her boyfriend, she got called back for boring manual labor.
No way she’d be happy waking up early for that.
Xiya turned around:
“Yelu, you’re up so early. Where did you go?”
“Just went to eat. I’ve been really hungry since morning.”
“I see. So, does Yelu have any plans today?”
“I’m planning to go on a date.”
“Huh?”
Not just her—Keke, hearing “date,” scrambled to the edge of the bed.
After the initial shock, the look in their eyes was more envy.
With them around, Yelu really had less to worry about, at least when it came to picking clothes and makeup.
Xiya thought dressing fresh and refined would leave a better impression on him.
Yelu was fussed over and dolled up for quite a while, the two each offering their own opinions.
Keke disagreed, though.
Based on her own experience, she pulled out that small outfit from Yelu’s bag.
“This way, at least food and drink won’t be a worry.”
But in the end, they reached a consensus.
Before heading out, she chose the small maid outfit the shopkeeper had recommended she buy earlier.
There wasn’t much fabric, it was fairly light, perfect for summer.
She slipped off her tights, revealing her bare thighs.
Standing before the mirror, she really did look delicate, like an oversized doll you could hold in your arms.
It was her first time applying lipstick, and her lips gleamed.
Lately, Yelu had a habit of licking her lips, savoring the lingering trace of his scent.
But whether it was the frilly hem of her skirt or her face with the light makeup Xiya had done, it was all too exquisite—so exquisite it didn’t feel like herself.
She thought about whether going out would draw too much attention, then realized it was specifically for the Prince, so she cast her worries aside.
Once everything was ready, she headed downstairs under their watchful eyes.
Sure enough, the man was already waiting below.
Yelu had assumed he wouldn’t bother dressing up at all, but when she saw him, she was surprised to find he’d put in real effort.
He wore a fresh plaid shirt, not sloppy at all, and judging by the style, it was the latest.
His tall figure stood with hands in his pockets, his gazing eyes paired with loose, flowing hair—it almost made Yelu’s legs go weak…
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“Um… do I look good?”
Yelu shyly lowered her head a little, tugging at her skirt hem, and secretly peeked at him with her long-lashed, lightly shadowed big eyes.
“Cute.”
The two stood there discussing where to go on their date.
But after thinking back and forth for ages, neither could settle on anything.
And so, having met up with the handsome Prince, the two stood there, momentarily at a loss for where to go.
But now that she thought about it…
Yelu suddenly remembered something.
Her mission today wasn’t even supposed to be a date, was it?
Whatever.
She shook her head.
What happens later, worry about later.
One hour later.
Demon Capital Center.
Yelu held that big hand, strolling through the neon-lit mall and city streets.
The lights, so fantastical they seemed not to belong to this world, always made her imagination run wild.
She loved this city.
She thought, if after graduating she could live nearby every day, and whenever she got hungry she could just step out and find food, wouldn’t that be wonderful?
As she mused, she couldn’t help but grip the man’s big hand tighter.
She wondered what he was thinking about right now.
Then again, if she really lived alone, she’d have to abandon Prince…
Hmm… that’s awful.
Her body had already grown dependent on him to the bone.
Though she was happy every day, maybe he was also a hurdle on her path to freedom?
Thinking like that, she was probably just being silly…
Like, in a few months, he’d make her belly swell up?
But for now, it was still flat.
“Where should we go?” Yelu asked.
“How about the arcade?” The man beside her said casually.
“No!”
“An arcade… what’s fun about an arcade.”
After refusing him, Yelu spotted the girl promoting a movie up ahead and smiled, pointing over there, then looked up to suggest to the man:
“Prince, how about we watch a movie together?”
“A movie? What’s that…”
It seemed the Prince really didn’t spend much time in society.
For the success of this date, she had to explain carefully.
“A movie is something ten thousand times more fun than a game!”
“For example, if someone’s pregnant or something, watching a movie gives psychological healing, and the baby’s future will grow up healthier too.”
“It has that kind of effect?”
“Mm-hm!”
And so, the first date spot was the cinema.
It was said that the cinema was the best place for a man and woman to grow closer.
On her end, though the Prince professed his love every day and called her cute, love or no love was obvious from his eyes—didn’t she know?
Since she was a girl now, she really didn’t want to be the only one giving.
Though the Prince had given her a thousand times more in material things, and she was grateful, like…
She looked down at the bag on her chest.
But!
This kind of thing was different!
Actually… even if he didn’t give it to her, it didn’t matter.
It was just girly stuff anyway…
As a man who liked spending money where it counted, she actually craved emotional love more.
And the Prince, at most, went through the motions—hardly loving her at all…
Come to think of it, since spending time with him recently, her thoughts were getting weirder and weirder.
Sorry, she shouldn’t dismiss the Prince’s feelings for her as worthless…
This was that annoying girly way of thinking, and it wasn’t right.
Since he was a manly man, shouldn’t love be more refreshing?
Thinking all day about whether he loved her was really wrong…
But…
The Prince really didn’t seem to love her!
Wah…
It was true.
Besides their usual interactions, he seemed completely uninterested in her.
Ah, correction—he wasn’t good at expressing himself.
Only when she wore clothes like the heroines in his manga, only in that kind of situation, did he get excited.
Yeah… clothes like the manga heroines.
After that, Yelu spent a few days in the man’s messy room.
Because he went out all day for meetings and discussions, he was rarely home.
During that time, she was like a girlfriend kept in a rental apartment—too afraid to go out, and unwilling to leave the Prince and return to school.
So in her boredom, she read almost all of the Prince’s manga, not a single one left.
It was also around then that she discovered, to her astonishment, that all the clothes in the Prince’s wardrobe were cosplay outfits—the signature outfits of manga heroines!
So that was it.
Only when she wore clothes he found unbearably cute, the kind that excited him enough to hold her tight, would he look at her properly.
Ordinary clothes, no matter how pretty or eye-catching, didn’t earn her a single glance.
The only things that truly attracted him were those elements from manga.
Those were what genuinely interested him.
…How had it come to this?
“Welcome~”
The moment she lifted the transparent curtain and stepped inside, that refreshing blast of air-conditioned coolness hit her—enough to jolt anyone awake on a hot day.
As she led him in, the Prince casually took a flyer from the girl handing them out.
The cinema was huge, with many different races.
Most were parents bringing their kids to see a movie, or pairs of couples.
The girls who came to watch movies here were mostly popular subspecies of demons like little rabbits, little cats, and little foxes, while the guys were mostly wolves, dogs, foxes, vampires, and the like.
As for succubi, Yelu barely saw any.
Did succubi just pursue their own interests all day, uninterested in romantic dates?
Watching the other couples holding their men’s arms against their chests, Yelu felt the contagion.
She let go of his hand and instead looped her arm around his dangling one, holding it tightly against her chest, trying to let him feel her warmth.
“It’s hot, Miss Yelu.”
“Oh.”
She gave him a strange look, then… reluctantly let go.
The moment she released him, the Prince stepped ahead of her to the counter.
“I want to watch a movie.”
“Two people?”
“Huh? Oh… o-okay.”