Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 11

Zhuzhou City is the human city closest to the Demon Realm. The four great demon-slaying master families Feng, Zhuang, Qin, and Lu are permanently settled here. The city rules are quite strict; anyone entering must present an entry permit to prevent evildoers or malevolent demons from infiltrating.

Lin Yanyu, the Young Mistress of the Demon Realm, could get an entry permit to the Human Realm simply by mentioning it to her mother, allowing her free access to human cities. However, her mother had repeatedly warned her to only indulge in food, drink, and entertainment in the Human Realm and not to interfere with human affairs, or she would be grounded.

Passing through the city gate, Lin Yanyu, in her cat form, lay nestled in Qin Changxin’s arms. Recalling the original owner’s “grand feat” of kidnapping Qin Changxin with a gust of demonic wind, she couldn’t help but inwardly sigh about the “naughty child.”

She had given her entry permit to Ye Yaozhi. Ye Yaozhi had contained his demonic aura and was quiet and obedient. When checked, the demon-slaying masters guarding the gate did not notice anything unusual. However, the horse-demon pulling the carriage was stopped and whinnied anxiously.

Feng Xianchen quickly rushed over, holding his identity token, and loudly declared to the demon-slayer blocking the horse demon, “This horse demon was just captured by us outside the city. We ordered it to drive the carriage as a way to atone for its sins. The Feng family will deal with it. Please let us through!”

Having safely entered the city, Lin Yanyu was about to instruct Ye Yaozhi to drive towards Qingxue Street when she heard Qin Changxin say, “Let’s go to Yingxiang Street instead, to let you see how lively the human realm is.”

Lin Yanyu was quite surprised and blurted out, “But didn’t you say before that you don’t like crowds?”

Qin Changxin pursed her lips, averted her gaze, and said faintly, “I did say that before, but now that I’m back in my familiar hometown, infected by the festive atmosphere, I suddenly feel like joining the fun.”

Lin Yanyu blinked, deliberately feigning sudden realization, “Oh, then this Young Mistress understands. It turns out you’re a little beauty who says one thing but means another!”

Feng Xianchen immediately burst out laughing. Qin Changxin frowned and stroked the cat’s fur in the opposite direction a couple of times with the hand that had been petting it, unsure if she was annoyed by “saying one thing but meaning another” or “little beauty.”

Lin Yanyu kept her joke brief. She shook her body, jumped onto the seat, poked the curtain with her paw, and chuckled, “Then lead the way, please.”

The warm midday sun shone brightly, and the sunlight it cast was comforting. The entire city of Zhuzhou was enveloped in peace and harmony. It was the end of the year, and large red lanterns hung at the entrances of every household, as well as between shops. Looking out, one could see festive red everywhere.

Lin Yanyu remembered that the last time the original owner entered Zhuzhou City, she first went to Yingxiang Street and only later accidentally ran into the traveling-alone Qin Changxin on Qingxue Street, fell in love at first sight, and then kidnapped her.

Thus, as the carriage drove into Yingxiang Street, Lin Yanyu found the many sights outside the window familiar and endearing. However, the top priority was to safely escort Qin Changxin home. When she saw interesting trinkets or food, she merely looked and kept silent.

However, as the carriage passed a clothes shop, Qin Changxin actively called for a halt, then carried the cat out of the carriage and walked into the store.

Lin Yanyu hadn’t yet deciphered the characters on the plaque when she heard Qin Changxin ask the proprietress, “Do you have any undergarments suitable for a girl my age?”

“Yes, we do! Yes, we do!” the proprietress smiled, leading her to a small room further inside and taking out several styles of undergarments. “Little Daoist Priestess, your figure is suited for these. Which color do you prefer?”

Qin Changxin was silent for half a second, then held up the bewildered black cat in her arms: “They are for her to wear.”

The proprietress’s smile froze: “Please don’t joke! How can a cat wear human clothes…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she seemed to recall something and looked at the black cat in disbelief.

Qin Changxin added, “She is not an ordinary cat, but my demon attendant. She is a bit shorter than me in human form, about this tall. I haven’t measured her exact size, though. Could you please help her select some suitable undergarments?”

Lin Yanyu was annoyed. Why did the young girl bring her into the shop to buy underwear without even a word of greeting? And judging by their unfamiliar and awkward manner of communication, the girl didn’t seem to be a regular customer of the shop either.

Yet, it didn’t seem like the girl was being perfunctory either; Lin Yanyu could tell the girl was seriously explaining and consulting with the proprietress.

Humans are inherently afraid of demons, and this proprietress was no exception. Even though Qin Changxin repeatedly emphasized that Lin Yanyu was her demon attendant and that her life and death were in her hands, she still looked at Lin Yanyu nervously.

“This… Little Daoist Priestess, even if you are buying clothes for a demon, it’s better to transform into a human shape for fitting!” the proprietress managed a smile. “Our small shop only sells clothes for humans, you see…”

Lin Yanyu couldn’t stand the proprietress’s hesitant way of speaking. She voluntarily jumped out of the embrace and transformed into a human, casually grabbing a red garment embroidered with furry trim, and shook it at the proprietress: “Where is the fitting room?”

Since Qin Changxin promised to pay for her, Lin Yanyu simply changed everything from the inside out, top to bottom.

When she finished changing and walked up to Qin Changxin, she had become a festively colored little cat demon: red top, red skirt, hands tucked under the wide sleeves embroidered with furry trim, with a pair of cat ears on top of her head tied with red string. She looked as well-behaved as a young lady from a deep chamber.

“Do I look good?” Lin Yanyu asked Qin Changxin, holding her hands together.

Qin Changxin stared blankly, about to praise her, when she saw a pair of cat ears standing up from the hair on her head, yet there was also a pair of human ears on the sides of her head. She couldn’t help but step closer and touch them. Finding both the cat ears and the human ears warm, she was startled and asked in surprise, “Why do you have four ears?”

“You wouldn’t understand. They can serve as cat-ear hair accessories, making it convenient for me to conceal my identity.” Lin Yanyu touched the cat ears on her head and winked at her. “If you don’t want to tell everyone you’ve taken a demon attendant, just say you’ve made a new friend who likes to dress up as a demon.”

“…That’s a good reason.” Qin Changxin pondered, sizing her up for a moment, then suddenly lowered her voice and asked, “The undergarments… did you put them on?”

As she asked, her ears involuntarily flushed red.

“Of course I put them on!” Lin Yanyu found it amusing that the little girl was still insisting on her wearing underwear. “It’s indeed more comfortable than wrapped cloth. Your human craftsmanship is really good.”

Before Qin Changxin could ask anything else, she quickly pulled her out of the fitting room, saying as they walked, “This is the one. Let’s check out!”

Qin Changxin paid with a blushing face. After leaving the clothing shop with her, she couldn’t help but look at her again.

In just two days, this cat demon had changed her clothes four times. The current outfit was the most ordinary in material and pattern, yet in Qin Changxin’s opinion, it was far more suited to her than the overly mature and fancy clothes in the sleeping chamber’s wardrobe.

“Hey, why are you looking at this Young Mistress… this Cat?” Lin Yanyu sensed her gaze, tilting her head in confusion. Seeing her lost in thought, she waved her hand in front of her eyes, “Tell me, is there something on my face, or is my head string tied crookedly?”

Suddenly, a child chasing another child in play bumped into her. Lin Yanyu stumbled forward, and before she could regain her balance, she saw a slender, fair hand reach out and gently grasp her.

The next moment, she bumped right into Qin Changxin’s embrace.