Chapter 37: What Kind of Perverted Outfit Is This?!

The study door closed.

Lilia stood where she was, the collar on her neck gleaming under the magic lamp.

She raised her hand and touched the circular ring.

Tomorrow, she would be dragged by this thing in front of everyone.

“I will never give up, nya!”

She clenched her fist, gritting her teeth.

“Lucia, just you wait, nya!”

“One day, I’ll make you taste this humiliation too, nya!”

As soon as the words left her mouth—

“Miss, it’s time to return to your room.”

Lilith’s voice came from outside the door.

Lilia froze all over.

When did this maid chief appear?

Did she hear what I just said?!

The door opened.

Lilith stood at the doorway, her expression as unchanging as ever.

“Your Majesty ordered that you need sufficient rest.”

She paused, the corners of her mouth moving slightly.

“To prepare for tomorrow’s ‘walk.’”

She emphasized the word ‘walk’ especially hard.

Lilia’s cheeks burned instantly.

She heard it!

She definitely heard it!

The bold declarations she made just now, now sounded like a clown’s monologue.

Lowering her head, she followed behind Lilith, silent all the way.

When she returned to her room, Lilia collapsed onto the bed, wrapping herself into a ball with the blanket.

It’s over.

Totally over.

Tomorrow, she would be socially destroyed in the Evernight Palace.

And that perverted Demon King would even record it with a Memory Crystal.

This kind of black history would follow her for life.

What reverse conquest?

She was more likely to be nailed to the Pillar of Shame!

“Miss, your milk.”

Lilith’s voice sounded by the bedside.

Lilia poked half her head out from the blanket.

Lilith held a cup of hot milk, with a few small cookies placed nearby.

“I don’t want it, nya!”

Her voice was muffled.

She had no appetite for food right now.

“This is blended with Calming Nectar. It helps with sleep.”

Lilith placed the tray on the bedside table.

“Your Majesty ordered that you must get a good night’s rest.”

Lucia again!

Was that woman a demon?

Driving her to despair, then pretending to care about her sleep?

“I don’t want it, nya!”

Lilia pulled the blanket over her head, refusing to communicate.

The room fell silent.

Lilia thought Lilith would leave.

But after a long wait, the cold presence still lingered.

She couldn’t help but lift a corner of the blanket, peeking out.

Lilith stood quietly at the bedside, watching her.

Those deep purple eyes held no emotion in the dim light.

“Miss.”

Lilith suddenly spoke.

“Are you afraid?”

“Who’s afraid, nya!”

Lilia retorted immediately, but her voice lacked confidence.

“I’m just… conserving my strength, nya!”

“Conserving strength?”

Lilith’s mouth twitched.

“Yes! Nya!”

Lilia stiffened her neck.

“It’s the Battle of Dignity with the Perverted Demon King, nya!”

Lilith was silent for a moment.

“Miss, confrontation doesn’t solve problems.”

“What do you mean, nya?”

“Your Majesty, she…”

Lilith’s words paused mid-air, as if searching for the right expression.

“She enjoys the ‘trouble’ you cause.”

Her voice was very soft.

“The more you resist, the more excited she becomes.”

“This might be your… only chip.”

Chip?

Lilia was stunned.

She recalled the Succubus Handbook that Lilith had given her before.

Confrontation was foolish; mastering one’s instincts was the true path.

Could it be…

“Miss, your mission tonight is to rest.”

Lilith said nothing more.

She pointed at the milk on the bedside.

“If you don’t drink it, I’ll have to resort to force.”

Lilia looked at Lilith’s emotionless face.

In the end, she gave in.

She sat up, drank the milk in one go, then lay back down.

Turning her back to Lilith.

Lilith tucked the blanket around her, then left the room.

Darkness returned.

Lilia stared at the ceiling.

Lilith’s words echoed in her mind.

Confrontation doesn’t solve problems… the only chip…

Was she really supposed to follow the path set by that perverted Demon King?

To ‘fight’ in the way she least wanted to?

Lilia rolled restlessly in bed.

She didn’t know how much time passed before exhaustion finally overcame humiliation and anger.

She drifted into a deep sleep.

***

The next day.

She was awakened by a rustling sound.

Lilia opened her eyes to see Lilith standing by the wardrobe, taking out a… package?

The object was tightly wrapped in black silk, concealing what was inside.

“Good morning, Lilith Onee-sama, nya…”

Lilia sat up, rubbing her eyes.

“Good morning, Miss.”

Lilith turned and placed the black silk package on the bed.

“Your Majesty prepared new clothes for you. Please change into them.”

New clothes?

Lilia’s heart jumped violently.

Was this the special outfit Lucia mentioned yesterday, custom-made for the ‘walk’?

She stared at the black silk package.

A strong sense of unease rose within her.

Given that perverted Demon King’s twisted tastes, this outfit was definitely not normal!

“I… I don’t have to wear it, right? Nya?”

Her voice trembled.

“The one I’m wearing is fine, nya.”

She was still dressed in the black gothic lolita dress.

Though it was embarrassing, at least… she had gotten used to it.

“This is Your Majesty’s order, Miss.”

Lilith’s reply was unassailable.

She reached out and began to unwrap the black silk package.

Lilia watched her movements nervously, her heart about to leap out of her throat.

Layer by layer, the silk was removed.

When the garment inside was finally revealed—

Lilia’s breath stopped.

It was a… pure white dress.

No, rather than a dress, it was more like a few strips of fabric and cloth pieces stitched together.

There was a giant heart-shaped cutout at the chest.

Both sides of the waist were completely open, connected only by thin straps.

The skirt was so short it barely covered the tops of her thighs.

It was adorned with white lace, ribbons, and sparkling little pearls.

But the worst part was—

At the very back of the skirt, at the hip, there was a heart-shaped opening left for a tail.

This…

Could this even be worn outside?!

What was the difference between wearing this and wearing nothing?!

“No… I’m not wearing it, nya!”

Lilia screamed, rolling off the other side of the bed to get as far away from the outfit as possible.

“I’d rather die than wear something like this, nya!”