Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Hei Dan's Path to Becoming a Lady

While Ji Huan was busy with his four subordinates handling the contracts for new tenants, Hei Dan was on a journey to another city accompanied by "Jiuma."

Mr. Aximu was also with them.

However, he had no choice but to join, as it was through the green... no, the black passage he created that Mr. Felzahar could always return promptly between Yumac City and Ye Falar.

Initially, the journey made Hei Dan feel dizzy... so much so that he even vomited a few times. But Jiuma would always hand him a small paper bag during these instances. After vomiting a couple of times, the little monster eventually got used to it.

Now, he was a "seasoned traveler."

With his tiny claws gripping the sleeve of the massive black-haired monster, the young monster gazed steadily ahead, awaiting the sudden rupture in the chaotic space before them...

Familiar light appeared.

The little monster sighed in relief.

"Huh—" He let out a small breath and returned the small paper bag, which the big monster had given him earlier, with his other tiny claw, wearing a proud expression.

Look! This time, Egg didn't vomit! Egg held on firm→ If one were to delve into that tiny gaze, that's probably what it meant, right?

Mr. Felzahar with his raven-black hair received the small paper bag expressionlessly and casually tossed it to the other end of the spacious seat in the vehicle.

They were currently traveling in a luxurious six-wheeled carriage, akin to a sedan in Ji Huan's original world, albeit with a slightly different propulsion system, making it even swifter.

"Now, I can accurately pinpoint targets while moving at high speeds and successfully infiltrate, oh~" Aximu plopped down onto a chair, its upscale cushioning providing a pleasant bounce as his body recoiled slightly.

Aximu immediately spotted the fresh fruits on the fruit plate and picked up two green ones. He handed one to Hei Dan and took a "crunch" bite from the other.

Observing the dark-haired giant monster and noticing no objection, Hei Dan gingerly accepted the green fruit from Mr. Aximu. With a crisp, little voice, he thanked him, "Thank you!"

"Hei Dan is such a good child," Mr. Aximu said with a grin, finishing the green fruit in a few bites. Swiftly devouring several more from the plate, he was left with a tray of pits. Picking up a red fruit, a familiar chaotic rift emerged beside half his body as he chuckled.

"I need to deliver something. Ah~ The deliveryman is so busy~ So busy~"

"Ahh!" Hei Dan instantly realized that the other party was about to leave. Although he hadn't grown much in height, his intelligence had clearly developed further: for instance, he knew that Little Grey was now working alongside Aximu.

The little monster promptly tossed the green fruit in his arms to Aximu with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"Grey! Grey!" This was to say that the fruit was meant for Little Grey.

Mr. Aximu took the fruit again, saying earnestly, "Mr. Black Egg, I promise it'll be delivered!"

He spoke with such sincerity that Black Egg nodded seriously in return.

Then, Aximu turned to the dark-haired monster rather playfully, "Look, another job. I won't charge the adorable Black Egg. As usual, I'll put this on your tab."

The dark-haired monster looked at him enigmatically.

Aximu's body was gradually swallowed by the chaotic space that had opened up in mid-air, his face frozen in an eerie smile as his figure vanished from the carriage.

After he left, the dark-haired monster placed the little monster back in his previous seat.

With a gentle pat of his pale, slender hand on the chair, a hidden compartment popped open, revealing a fresh array of fruits that exuded the fragrance of an orchard.

The little monster watched with his mouth agape. He saw the big monster pick out an even larger and greener fruit from the tray and toss it to him. The giant monster then chose one for himself, and the two monsters, big and small, sat facing each other, crunching on their fruits with contentment.

The quiet carriage was suddenly filled with the gentle sound of fruit being eaten. Just then, a small window opened behind Hei Dan. Before he could be startled, a stunning female demon's face appeared, her crimson hair swaying – it was none other than Mr. Felzahar's female secretary, Laura.

"Laura, we'll arrive at our destination in half an hour. It's still early. Would you like to have a meal first or…?"

"Go to Dracula's tailor shop," the black-haired demon replied expressionlessly, taking another bite of his fruit.

Laura's face twitched, then she nodded. "Understood. I'll notify them immediately that we'll arrive in half an hour and ask them to clear the area."

"Very well," the black-haired demon nodded. Without any visible movement, the small window above Hei Dan closed under his gaze.

Startled, the little demon realized that the green fruit he had been holding had dropped from his hand. Luckily, it hadn't fallen to the floor but landed on the chair beside him. So, he bent his plump waist, picked up the fruit, dusted it off, and blew on it before happily continuing to munch away.

The big, black-haired demon continued to watch him with an enigmatic gaze, observing him as he ate the fruit.

However, the fruit was still too large for the little demon. By the time they arrived at their destination, only a small portion had been nibbled away. The little demon then removed his small backpack, unzipped it, and pushed aside its contents before stuffing the partially eaten green fruit inside.

It seemed he planned to save the fruit for later.

The carriage door opened, and the red-haired female demon stood outside, one delicate hand supporting the door while the other shielded the top.

Behind her, two rows of uniformed staff stood respectfully, and judging from the shop sign behind them, this was indeed Dracula's Tailor Shop.

The black-haired creature slowly extended one leg from the carriage. After the entire creature emerged, it turned back and bent down.

Did he forget something? the red-haired female creature wondered.

However, when she saw what the owner was carrying, a flicker of astonishment flashed across her beautiful eyes.

But she quickly concealed her surprise.

Her hand didn't move. At this point, she shouldn't have been surprised if another creature emerged from the carriage.

As the owner strode forward, she glanced down at the carriage: apart from a plate of fruit pits, there was no third creature inside.

She hurriedly closed the door and caught up with the creature in front of her.

As they walked, she discreetly observed the small creature nestled in the owner's arms.

Come to think of it, she had never seen this little creature in all these years.

Yet, she had always suspected the existence of a small monster.

For example, she had been assigned to purchase baby items, not once or twice, but roughly six times over the past three years?

Her superior was an extremely cautious person. He wouldn't let even his closest subordinates detect any patterns in his actions. The fact that there were six instances, with each purchase featuring a high degree of color consistency (← green), was truly remarkable!

The subtle changes in his aura, the unbuttoned shirt, and his occasional disappearances for one or two days – the disappearances themselves weren't the issue; it was the noticeable improvement in his complexion every time he returned (??), as well as a progression from a thin physique to a healthier one (??) – all these signs had long aroused Laura's suspicion that her superior was no longer the coveted, single Nibro gemstone among countless female monsters (← Nibro: a highly valuable gem) in his private life.

Nibro must have known something, but he hadn't shared more with her.

Now, seeing this little monster, Laura felt that her speculation had, to some extent, been confirmed.

What a tight lid they kept on it!

Laura mused, seemingly looking down but with her "New Eye" attentively observing the little monster in her superior's arms from above.

This was one of her unique abilities.

She possessed more than just one eye, with her hidden eyes generally going unnoticed, making them perfect for gathering intelligence.

As long as she didn't overdo it, her superior wouldn't mind a little admiration... If she was cautious enough, he might not even notice...

After all, it was a man who was accustomed to being looked at.

Laura thought to herself, when suddenly—

Her third eye met with a pair of large, misty black ones.

Walking behind her superior, all she had seen was half of the tiny demon's face peering out from his shoulder.

Jet-black hair, identical in shade to that of her superior's, intertwining in a seamless blend, blurring the line between them;

Paler than snow, her skin was an eerie, deathly white, devoid of any hint of blood, as if frozen in a lifeless state;

Enormous black eyes, with no whites visible, and no glimmer of light, resembling two bottomless voids; their owner gazed at her, fixated on her third eye, with an ethereal haunting presence...

Next, the tiny head emerged slightly more, revealing the lower half of the little monster's face that had been concealed by her superior's shoulder.

It was a fractured visage, marked with patches of white against the otherwise unblemished skin, forming a grotesquely fragmented half of a face.

In the spot that should have been its mouth, she saw the tiny monster slowly part its crimson lips, revealing a sinister grin towards her...

"That's Black Egg greeting you." Just as Laura froze in an uncommonly stunned state, her superior's cool and magnetic voice suddenly echoed from ahead.

Raising her head mechanically, she looked over—

Laura saw the little monster wave its claws at her next.

The gesture was light and casual, but against the backdrop of that terrifying face, it instantly took on an eerie quality.

"Hehe, hello there, is your name Black Egg? Hi, Black Egg~" As a professional secretary, her moment of loss of composure was fleeting—barely noticeable. Quickly regaining her composure, she greeted Black Egg with a bright smile.

Her green-painted nails waved too—she had read in a magazine today that green was supposed to be her lucky color for the day, being the birthdate she had. Normally, she didn't favor green due to her red hair, but after some consideration, she decided to only paint her nails green.

The tiny cracks on the strange little monster's red face widened further.

Although it appeared even more frightening, judging from the previous situation...

This must be a sign of happiness, right?

Laura offered him another warm smile.

Behind them, Dracula wiped his brow and smiled, seizing the opportunity to interject, "The custom-made attire you ordered was finally completed the day before yesterday. It's currently displayed in the VIP fitting room. Would you like to try it on right away?"

This was a middle-aged monster who had been modestly following behind the two monsters with a slight bow since the black-haired one had stepped out of the car. He seemed to have some age on him, not particularly tall, but his slightly bent back conveyed an unyielding resilience without any hint of subservience. He was dressed in well-tailored handmade clothing, giving off an excellent impression. This was the owner of the tailor shop.

Although his name was Dracula, he was actually the third generation to bear that name. While the place was known as a tailor shop, it was an enormous, luxuriously decorated, exorbitantly priced, and notoriously difficult-to-book high-end boutique!

"Not in a hurry. Today, I'll be bringing this child to Mr. Trudeau's banquet, and he doesn't have suitable attire. Please have a set prepared for him before 7 PM," the black-haired monster said, sitting in the chair pulled out by the attendant. Raising his gaze, he directly made his request to Dracula.

Though his tone was gentle and he used the word "please," it was clear to all that his request was not up for negotiation.

This was not a plea but a command.

A wider grin spread across Manager Dracula's face. "Of course, absolutely no problem." He hurriedly summoned the most experienced senior tailor in the shop, now praying that this seemingly young Master Felzahar would be cooperative during the measurement process.

To facilitate the measurements, the staff even brought out a beautiful platform.

Understanding their intentions, the black-haired monster placed the little monster onto the platform.

Hei Dan immediately turned his head to look at him.

"Their job is to make you beautiful clothes," the black-haired demon whispered softly.

Due to the low volume of his voice, it carried a hint of gentleness.

The surrounding demons were startled, yet the little demon on the platform relaxed upon hearing this.

He understood every word the black-haired demon said.

"Make clothes," "beautiful" – these were among Hei Dan's favorite words.

He promptly stretched out his tiny arms.

Excellent! Such a cooperative and well-behaved child!

Seeing the little demon's professional stance for measurements, the tailors approached, almost in tears of joy.

Author's Note: Hei Dan's "aristocratic" journey is about to begin – inspired by a brilliant comment from the readers' section.