This Kind of Hero Chapter 48

Xu Jun Might Not be Straight

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His Majesty Demon King Rozenke, from his previous life to his current life, from a Demon King to a human to a Demon King once more, had never once encountered a situation as awkward as this before.

Xu Jun’s masculine body was writhing like an asphyxiated fish. However, while a fish would suffer and die without water, Xu Jun wasn’t in any actual pain. Perhaps it should instead be said that his pain had already been covered up, leaving him trapped within an inescapable vortex.

This vortex was formed by sensation and lust.

Xu Jun had no way to escape.

As a young Brave, he possessed abundant vigor and was extremely energetic; beneath the sun he proceeded boldly, as if the darkness would never infect him. Now though, the darkness embraced him. Curled up on the bed, with only a small lamp to light the room, he looked helpless and confused. His hands were placed weakly over the organ he so desperately needed to relieve. His hands could not even enter his pants. . . he had used up all his strength.

Demon King Rozenke saw Xu Jun’s hair, wet with sweat, splayed across the side of his face. His watery, azure eyes looked like they were about to cry.

This was the person who had exhausted all their methods and energy to kill His Majesty the Demon King.

It was also this person who was now lying limp beneath the Demon King’s body like a clueless child.

His shirt had been ripped open long ago. The body beneath it was toned and beautiful, yet wasn’t absurdly muscular. His chest expanded slightly as he breathed, his every breath even and calm.

This picture was even more breathtaking than the world’s most beautiful person–no, this scene would not bewitch others. The only person it could attract was someone who has seen this man’s other side–

The Demon King.

His Majesty the Demon King discovered that he had already arrived before the bed; his breath was getting heavier and heavier. Before he had even realized it, his hand had already reached down to touch Xu Jun’s face.

Xu Jun immediately let out a deep sigh, his body instinctively sticking closer. This time, Rozenke pushed him away and stated, “How disappointing.” He looked down upon the senseless Xu Jun.

Shouldn’t Braves be more experienced, he thought to himself. In his far off memories of tens of millennia prior, he remembered there being many small Succubi that would come to ingratiate themselves. After all, these small demons considered bearing the great Demon King’s child to be the highest honor. The Succubi were soft and fiery, with almost no temper, and possessed rich experience. At the time, Rozenke didn’t have any desire for this sort of thing. He only thought that only people who were close to each other could perform such acts, and so he remained unaffected by the Succubi’s seduction.

Later, he reincarnated as a human prince–as Snow Blade Empire’s First Prince Ryan. He was of nobility and also good-looking; nobles began to probe him when he was only nineteen. However, back then he had been under the Bright God Church’s deception, and had even become a Holy Knight, so naturally he could not have a multitude of women like his father.

From this point of view, one could say that he has had no experience. However, no matter if it was when he was the Demon King or a prince, he had witnessed the debauchery of the “people in power.” Although he might lack any desire for such things, it didn’t mean that he would never experience it in his lifetime.

Occasionally, as he dwelt within Brave Xu Jun’s heart, he would hear Xu Jun say, “That Demon King is a forbidden fruit¹, I really don’t know why Gale dad made him so handsome” — or something along those lines. The Demon King really didn’t want to argue with him. The meaning of the words,“forbidden fruit,” were quite obvious to him, but for Xu Jun to think of the Demon King as a forbidden fruit, that was too naive.

Take now for example. . . Rozenke had stuck his index finger into Xu Jun’s mouth, stirring it around as if trying to simulate a certain action, while also seeming as if he were casually teasing the other. Xu Jun let out a whimper, sounding as if he were begging for mercy. It was very cute.

“So obedient,” Rozenke softly spoke. “That’s it. . . obedient children will get a reward.”

. . .

“Lord Knight Commander, it hasn’t been long since the Spotted Spirit Deer’s mating season. Do you think we should adjust their feed?”

“Add some Graupel Fruit, I hear that the Beastmen always eat those during pregnancies.”

Perhaps because the Holy Light Elves didn’t like eating meat that much, they could not identify the Spotted Spirit Deer’s seasonal diets. Thus, they also did not know what the deers could or could not eat during certain periods of time.

Actually, being the sexually dysfunctional Holy Light Elves that they were, it didn’t matter to them when they ate the Spotted Spirit Deer’s meat–not to mention that the Elves didn’t eat much to begin with. How could they know that Xu Jun could eat ten Elven portions of venison in one sitting?

Furthermore, even if he ate too much, it should have been no problem. Xu Jun had eaten Spotted Spirit Deer before, on his previous trip here. He was even the one who had proposed that the Elves raise these low-level magic beasts as livestock — even if someone were to get sick from eating this, it shouldn’t be him.

Xu Jun, who ate unsuitable meat at an unsuitable time, was still dreaming. If he were to awaken. . . he’d probably have ten thousand curses ready to spit at the Spotted Spirit Deer’s caretaker.

The dream he was having was beyond ridiculous, yet brutal at the same time. Xu Jun had suffered greatly. When he woke up, his entire body was sore, as if ten thousand mud grass horses² had trampled over him; this made him deeply suspect that it was not a dream.

However. . . he thought of the person who had appeared in his dreams, and a face rose to the surface of his consciousness. He suddenly trembled.

“Fuck. . . why was it a man. . . and it was even that Demon King or whatever. . .”

He covered his face. He then remembered that the soul of Prince Ryan, who had a questionable relationship with the Demon King, was dwelling within his body. “Old friend³, I am so sorry, old friend QAQ.”

Demon King Rozenke responded icily, “You should be.”

You killed me, yet I still snuck into your dream to protect you! Furthermore, I was the one who took you away from that dubious woman who was trying to seduce you (in the dream)! In the end, you actually called me, “that Demon King or whatever?!”

–Brave, do you have a heart?!

Of course, Xu Jun had no idea what “Prince Ryan” was thinking. He simply flipped over his bed cover. Discovering that a portion of it was sticky, he painfully murmured, “Why was it a man. . .”

When this baby had wet dreams before, he had always dreamed of girls!

Xu Jun, you’ve changed. You are no longer that cute and innocent Xu Jun anymore. To have a dream like that–Xu Jun, you might not be straight =.=.

Due to shock, Xu Jun was beginning to doubt the meaning of life.

His Majesty the Demon King made a decision.

The time that he had spent within Xu Jun’s body could be considered the most relaxing and interesting period of his two lives. After losing his body and power, he had no choice but to deceive this Brave and gain his trust, to let Xu Jun tell him about everything. . . . Although this Brave was a chatterbox, and was able to chat even when there was nothing to talk about, he was very different from the image that Demon King Rozenke had of humans and their constant airs.

At first, remembering his own identity, he had only mocked the Brave for saying stupid things. However, he quickly lost the ability to rein himself in. Even if this Brave had no other abilities, he had the ability to piss people off.

That’s why His Majesty the Demon King could no longer hold himself back_(:зゝ∠)_ .

He saw this place within Xu Jun’s body as a short term entertainment venue. He saw Xu Jun himself as a good subordinate in reserve. It seemed like the reason he would allow Xu Jun to continue living was because the Brave had great potential and could be transformed into a capable Demon. Many of Xu Jun’s experiences, as well as the incidents he would surely encounter in the future, were all very similar to Prince Ryan’s. Demon King Rozenke thought back to those laughable ten and more years of human life and found himself to have been at a rarely seen level of stupidity. He had done so much for the Snow Blade Empire, had even maintained his hope in humanity the entire time. . . only to be cornered and cursed, forced into becoming the Demon King once more.

Xu Jun was the same as him.

He felt some sympathy, pity, and. . . genuine fondness towards him.

#Heavens, the Demon King actually feels fondness towards a human#

#Heavens, the Demon King feels fondness towards a shallow person who only cares about the Demon King’s underclothes#

Furthermore, this terrifying truth had undergone a qualitative change within a single night.

The great Demon King had never held any desire towards any person or Demon, not even the naturally charming Succubi. Yet, when he was helping Xu Jun. . . *cough* *cough*, he had begun to develop emotions for him. . . .

#Heavens, the Demon King has fallen for a human#

#Heavens, the Demon King has fallen for a shallow person who only cares about the Demon King’s underclothes#

What was more frightening was that when Rozenke realized this, he began eating the vinegar of those black rose silk underclothes or whatever they were⁴.

Thus, His Majesty the Demon King made his decision: he needed to leave Xu Jun’s body as soon as possible.

For one, Xu Jun was twenty something years old and possessed boundless vigor. Staying in this body means it was impossible for Rozenke to avoid seeing the other having another wet dream. Secondly, since he no longer had his own body, and so was unable to increase his spiritual power, he could not build any substantial developments from within dreams alone.

After Rozenke finished mulling over the fact that he had actually fallen for this silly little Brave. . . he straightforwardly began finding ways to increase his ♂happiness.

“Weize,” he said as he opened the spiritual channel between him and the Ice Lord, “make preparations. Tomorrow morning, you are to guide here the dark elements attached to the Tree of Life.”

The Ice Lord Weize’s mood was like that of a child looking at his evil mother (?) returning to the righteous path. His unfeeling heart almost destabilized, and his voice, carried over via spirit, was trembling, “Your Majesty. . . you. . . ?”

Demon King Rozenke thought it over again, “However, you need to be cautious. Don’t let the the Holy Light Elves discover you.”

Just as Ice Lord Weize was about to respond: don’t worry Your Majesty, even if those Elves discover me, I will still complete my mission, at the cost of my life if I have to; he heard His Majesty urge him, “If you do get discovered, give up on the mission; don’t bring the situation here, where Xu Jun is.”

Ice Lord Weize: “. . .”

His heart shattered into pieces.

Xu Jun looked at his covers, feeling quite embarrassed. After all, this wasn’t some ordinary hotel. . . this was the Holy Light Elves’ guestroom.

He’s only been here for a day and had already made such a big mess on their covers. . . .

QAQ If a pretty maidservant sister came by to clean up tomorrow, how was he to explain?!

An impure smell seemed to be circulating within the air; Xu Jun could only helplessly open a window to air the room out. Outside the door, a pleasant female voice called out, “Xu Jun? Are you asleep?”

It was the Holy Light Elves’ Queen, Ellie.

Ellie, why did you have to come looking for me right now?!

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The author has something to say:

Brave Xu Jun: I might not actually be straight _(:зゝ∠)_

Demon King Zeze: Good! Very good! Get a clear understanding of yourself!

And so the audience clapped wildly for a long time.

Translator’s niche:

[1] Literal is forbidden desire/want, but I thought forbidden fruit fit better.⏎

[2] Mud grass horses. . . a creative way writers have taken to including cuss words in their work to avoid censorship. The original wording of this is basically, “f*k your mom.” ⏎

[3] Literal is “old iron,” which essentially translates to, close friend, so I chose old friend for this, even though they actually haven’t known each other for that long huh. . . ⏎

[4] Eating someone’s vinegar means being jealous of them, in case you forgot or didn’t know. Sooo, Rozenke is jealous of his own underclothes lol. ⏎

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