Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 591 - 305: Pink-Haired, Who Are You? — I’m a Succubus!

Chapter 591: Chapter 305: Pink-Haired, Who Are You? — I’m a Succubus!

The moment the pink-haired girl finished speaking, Shami punched a hole through the wall of the small house behind her, then transformed into a destructive king, leaving a series of fist holes in the walls.

"Should I... should I keep talking..."

The pink-haired girl nervously pulled her knees together.

Taking a deep breath and swallowing her anger, Shami sat back down on the long wooden bench.

"Continue."

The pink-haired girl blinked, her small mouth slightly open.

"So, even though Luwaka resurrected me, he never paid attention to me after that. He spent money to buy me but couldn’t bear to throw me away, so he left me to gather dust in the corner of the human experimentation lab."

"My memory declined severely due to too much glue, and I can’t even remember what happened just minutes ago. What trash Luwaka is, he deserved to die early."

Shami laughed recklessly.

"Because Luwaka forgot to take back my magic power, and I didn’t want him to find out I had consciousness, I pretended to be an ordinary skeleton, standing motionless in the corner of the lab for over two years."

Upon hearing this, Shami’s anger dissipated, and she looked at the pink-haired girl with wide eyes.

"So you were playing that kind of role in the bio lab! I thought you held some glamorous position with Luwaka, but it turns out you were just a peripheral decoration. I feel sad for you."

"There were moments of gain. I didn’t just stand there; I saw everything when Luwaka brought different people to the bio lab for some fun."

"That’s hardly a gain! It’s just a minor splash in an extremely boring life."

Shami thought for a bit and felt even more like teasing.

"Lina peeping at the righteous adventure team in Newbie Village, and you peeping at the villainous bosses in Demon King Castle—what a strange ’another world version of me’!"

Recalling the boastful talk during her first meeting with Shami, the pink-haired girl’s face flushed with slight embarrassment, and she shyly rubbed her fingers together.

Finally, Shami could see a change in the bone frame’s emotions. He glanced at the pink-haired girl from the corner of his eye and handed the topic back to her.

"And then what happened?"

The story continued.

"Later, as Demon King Castle fell and the heroes advanced near, Luwaka dispersed the magic power to every monster in the castle, sending them to the front lines. I took the chance to escape."

Shami listened quietly.

"How did you get hooked on stocking culture? Were you attracted to stockings while peeping at Luwaka with different people?"

"No. It was after I escaped."

The pink-haired girl shook her head.

"Think about it, Lord Shami. How could a skeleton possibly confront adventurers head-on? I could only find ways to run away. One night, a group of us escaped skeletons were surrounded by an adventure team."

"The skeleton squad was on the verge of being wiped out, and I thought I was doomed. But I remembered I picked up a full set of a female adventurer’s black stockings on the battlefield during the day, so I quickly put them on, hid in the darkness, blended into the night, and narrowly escaped the adventure team’s pursuit, becoming the only surviving skeleton."

As the pink-haired girl spoke, she looked up slightly, staring at the sky with a sense of wonder. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Black stockings, what a great invention..."

Listening to the pink-haired girl’s sentiment, Shami the humorist momentarily couldn’t find anything to quip about.

"...Maybe..."

"After that, I encountered adventurers during the day, but because I wore stockings, several times they were taken aback, and I miraculously escaped. I gradually discovered the allure of stockings paired with a skeleton frame."

"No, they were definitely scared. The adventurers were definitely startled."

"Later, I fled to the vicinity of the Fess Kingdom, found a small team of similarly wandering skeletons, and roamed the forests there. I heard that Luwaka was killed by heroes and the demon race collapsed, living in constant fear every day. And because I stayed in the bio lab the whole time, I hadn’t learned any attack techniques. Not knowing how to fight, I was gradually ostracized by the skeletons there and could only stay on the outskirts of the group."

"It was during a raid on a human convoy that I met Lord Shami."

The pink-haired girl hugged her knees, her big eyes, holding two pink-blue pupils, gazed at Shami.

Everything matched. Everything made sense.

The Luwaka mentioned by the bone frame and the Luwaka Shami knew were identical, and many details resonated with previous conversations.

Shami knew there wasn’t a single lie in what the pink hair told her.

"If I hadn’t met Lord Shami, I wouldn’t have known what would become of me. Maybe I would have been killed during that convoy raid."

Shami remained silent. At that time, he had merely accepted the bone frame casually. He didn’t expect the skeleton’s past to be so tragic.

No parents, no home, bullied—this setup is absolutely the female lead material in a high school campus romance comedy.

"If it weren’t for Lord Shami, I might have died long ago, or even if I hadn’t died, I would’ve been scavenging through garbage to survive... In this world, only Lord Shami is a human who cares about the bone frame..."

The pink hair lowered her head, her voice somewhat choked.

Moved, Shami gave the bone frame a glance, and suddenly, he remembered something.

"There should be one more person, right? Didn’t the bone frame get picked up by Rooney, the dwarven-blooded headmaster of Saint Karno School, when it trained in Saint Karno City? He was quite friendly to skeletons too."