Chapter 29: The Magical Girl’s Secret and a Peculiar Demon Encounter

Vibrant magical halos burst forth in the sky, exploding with a resounding boom.

For a moment, they dazzled like fireworks blossoming across the night.

Witnessing this magnificent spectacle of power and vibrant hues intertwined, Ye Yu would typically have been thrilled.

After all, as a native of Nanyun Province, his idol had always been the Magical Girl who once saved their home.

Yet, observing the radiant light, Ye Yu felt none of the excitement one might expect from encountering their idol.

Instead, his soft, still-flushed cheeks puffed out in a slight pout of displeasure.

After all, discovering that his own father was the Magical Girl was quite a revelation.

In a way, it was akin to the popular online trope of a hidden wealthy family.

Having been kept in the dark his entire life, and always getting excited by videos of the Magical Girl, Ye Yu could only think to himself:

‘Dad, you’re too good at hiding things!’

But thoughts were thoughts, and anger was anger.

As he gazed at the distant, dust-filled scene over Lijiang, a flicker of worry involuntarily crossed Ye Yu’s eyes.

Although the Magical Girl had defeated the ‘Evil White Dragon’ before he was born—a monarch-level demon according to films and literature—

Films were, after all, just films.

Now, having personally witnessed the enormous size and suffocating pressure of the ‘Lion-headed Tiger-bodied’ demon,

And then considering his father’s not-so-sturdy physique, Ye Yu couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Even if the Magical Girl was incredibly powerful, in terms of physical strength, his father would appear as nothing more than a tiny, errant fly in the demon’s eyes.

No matter how he looked at it, fighting a demon of such a colossal build seemed like a near-certain death.

Just as Ye Yu’s slender brows furrowed slightly, a pair of delicate, soft hands gently wrapped around him from behind, a warm embrace.

Simultaneously, a soft touch and the sweet scent of orchids wafted past his ear.

“Hubby, I know you’re worried, but with Mom and the Magical Girl here, they should be fine!”

Listening to his wife, Tang Yue, offer such comforting, yet worried, words, Ye Yu felt touched.

He was momentarily unsure whether to blurt out the trivial fact that the Magical Girl was, in fact, his father, Ye Changqing.

As Ye Yu hesitated, Tang Yue continued.

“Hubby, Lijiang is in chaos with the demon now. With our abilities, we’d only get in the way. So, what should we do now?”

Tang Yue’s question left Ye Yu somewhat bewildered.

‘Indeed, what should they do?’

Lijiang was definitely out of the question. The battle there was clearly on a different scale. Should they just return the way they came?

As Ye Yu instinctively propped his chin with his hands, lost in thought, he suddenly heard Tang Yue’s alluring, slightly annoyed voice.

“Hubby, let’s not talk about any of that for now. What exactly is going on with your current female disguise? And wasn’t this dress originally meant for *me*?”

As she spoke, Tang Yue’s soft, tender hands trailed gently down Ye Yu’s slender, barely graspable waist, finally resting on his thigh, where the stockings had created a soft indentation.

Feeling the smooth, cool touch of Ye Yu’s snow-white, delicate skin, like congealed cream, and sensing the blood flowing beneath his skin through her fingertips,

Tang Yue’s deep, peach blossom eyes took on a hint of excited crimson.

Confronted with Tang Yue’s question, Ye Yu, his secret now exposed, fell into deep contemplation.

He had been solely focused on saving his wife earlier, but now that the crisis was over, how exactly was he supposed to explain this?

Especially Tang Yue’s final, rhetorical question about the ‘dress’ in her sequence of words, which left Ye Yu utterly distraught.

‘Ugh! How in the world am I supposed to explain this without Tang Yue thinking I’m a pervert?!’

‘Should I tell her the truth? A boy like me awakening a cross-dressing ability… it sounds so wrong just hearing it.’

‘But if I don’t tell the truth, how can I possibly explain the women’s clothing I’m wearing right now?’

Just as Ye Yu was caught in this mental dilemma, his head spinning, a girl’s voice suddenly echoed through the forest.

“Yueyue, Ye Yu, there’s a white demon tiger here, and it’s acting really strange!”

Hearing Huangpu Pingqing’s slightly panicked voice from the tree, Ye Yu’s eyes instantly lit up, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

No matter how he tried to explain wearing women’s clothes right now, it would sound incredibly strange.

Huangpu Pingqing had clothes with her. He needed to put on men’s clothes first before he could properly explain!

With this thought, coupled with his concern for Huangpu Pingqing’s safety, Ye Yu stopped trying to explain.

He grabbed his wife’s hand and ran toward their companion.

As they drew closer to Huangpu Pingqing, hearing no cries or sounds of destruction, both Ye Yu and Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Huangpu Pingqing was a healing-type support. Due to her profession, facing a white demon tiger alone would only make her soft prey.

However, as they got even closer, close enough to see the massive form of the white demon tiger beneath the tree, both Ye Yu and Tang Yue froze in unison.

Because the white demon tiger beneath the tree looked rather peculiar.

Unlike the ferocity it displayed when attacking earlier, the white demon tiger that Ye Yu had stomped on was now lying splayed on its back, its strong limbs pointing towards the sky.

Its muscular tiger head swayed continuously, and in its maw, large enough to easily swallow a person, it held a gray object as if it were a piece of candy.

The tiger’s previously fierce, rounded eyes were now blissfully narrowed, accompanied by intermittent sounds of contented enjoyment.

Witnessing this scene, Ye Yu had a strange illusion.

This white demon tiger, it looked as if it was ‘a cat high on catnip.’

No longer baring its fangs and claws, its soft, fluffy body even seemed… cute?

Perhaps it was due to wearing the ‘Be My Kitty’ women’s outfit.

In a way, having adopted some of a cat’s curious nature, Ye Yu did not choose to ambush the demon upon seeing this.

Instead, he tiptoed closer, wanting to see what it was eating that made it so happy!

Noticing Ye Yu’s subtle movements, Tang Yue did not stop him.

In fact, looking at the white demon tiger, and recalling the recent white demon tiger riot and their earlier chase, she had a faint feeling that this particular demon might hold the key to understanding all the anomalies.

Moreover, at this distance, if the white demon tiger truly intended to harm Ye Yu, Tang Yue could easily kick its head clean off.

With his smooth, soft white stockings, Ye Yu trod on the leaf-strewn ground as silently as a cat.

As he stealthily approached the white demon tiger, Ye Yu had many conjectures.

The biggest one was that the white demon tiger had secretly eaten some wild mushrooms, which were known for their ability to induce visions of other worlds.

However, as he drew closer and saw the item in the upward-facing tiger’s mouth, Ye Yu was dumbfounded!

For what the white demon tiger held in its mouth was none other than his backpack.

And now, everything inside it—his men’s clothes, the books borrowed from the library, and various other items—was completely soaked in the demon’s saliva.

It looked utterly drenched, completely unwearable!

Seeing this, in the past, Ye Yu might have simply laughed it off. The items in his backpack weren’t valuable; a loss was just a loss.

But now, deep in the wilderness, if these clothes were unwearable, did that mean he would have to continue cross-dressing?

If he returned to the city dressed like this and was seen by others, it would undoubtedly be a socially humiliating scene.

Thinking this, an infuriated Ye Yu lost control of his emotions for a moment.

He lifted his snow-white, delicate foot, clad in white stockings.

In the next instant, fueled by anger, he kicked the enjoying white demon tiger squarely on its head.

Witnessing this, Tang Yue’s nerves tightened. After all, demons instinctively retaliated when attacked.

But the next second, something that astonished Tang Yue occurred.

The white demon tiger, far from erupting in fury after being kicked by Ye Yu, instead displayed an even more blissful expression.

After a few comfortable grunts, it rubbed itself against the ground and affectionately, harmlessly, tilted its head towards Ye Yu.

Its rounded tiger eyes held no ferocity, only an implicit anticipation for Ye Yu’s white-stockinged feet.

It was as if it was saying: ‘Another kick, please~’

Looking at the white demon tiger’s expectant, blissful demeanor, Tang Yue was stunned. Huangpu Pingqing was equally bewildered.

Although Ye Yu’s little white-stockinged kick looked quite comfortable, the current situation was just so wrong!

‘How could a demon, a completely different species, start enjoying this?’