The Entire Demon World is Fighting for My Favor: A Shura Field 57

Chapter 57

Little Feather, after its brief moment of dominance, was gently reprimanded by Lin Ran. “Feather, what are you doing? Sootball just wanted to play.”

“Ee…” Little Feather looked wronged, then watched as Lin Ran picked up Sootball.

“Are you scared?” he asked, petting Sootball, which nuzzled against him, seeking comfort.

“Don’t worry. Let A-Ran cuddle you. Let’s all go home,” Lin Ran said, scooping up Snowball as well, carrying all three cubs inside. He was glad he was strong; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to carry them all. Having so many fluffballs was a happy problem.

Little Feather, looking at the other cubs in Lin Ran’s arms, suddenly wanted to be held too.

“Cheep…” Sootball, however, glared at Little Feather from its perch on Lin Ran’s chest, its tail swishing like a cat ready to pounce.

“Mew!” Snowball held Sootball back, sensing its hostility. He wasn’t sure who would win in a fight. Sootball’s magic was powerful, but Little Feather was also unpredictable, its scars suggesting a hidden strength and perhaps explaining its possessiveness. Looking at Little Feather, he saw a reflection of his own past insecurities, clinging to any source of comfort and safety.

“What a lovely rain,” Lin Ran said, noticing the gentle rain falling in “Demon World.” The forest, refreshed, seemed even more vibrant. He saw new plants growing in the distance, near the riverbed. He would take the cubs there later, after the rain subsided. Time for his daily task.

[Ding—Special Order from Another World: Handmade Plushie x1. Reward: 5000 gold!][Livestream bonus: +50%. Show everyone A-Ran’s crafting skills!] Another special order, and a livestream bonus?

“Will there be a buyer this time? 5000 gold for one plushie?” That seemed expensive.

[Sales are handled by the system. Don’t worry!] “Demon World” reassured him, sending him a list of plushies to choose from.

“Wow, so many!” It was a whole encyclopedia of demons, all from the top 50 contributing races.

“Who’s going to be my cameraman today?” he asked, holding up the camera, and the cubs looked eager.

“Cheep cheep!” Little Feather, not understanding, just chirped, and Sootball, thinking it was a game, jumped onto his lap, like a child raising their hand.

“Mew…” Snowball, though quieter, also wanted to be the cameraman.

“Cheep?” Sootball, remembering Snowball’s excellent photos of A-Ran, offered him the camera.

“Mew!” Snowball, delighted, wagged its tail, nuzzling against Sootball.

“So cute,” Lin Ran chuckled, while Little Feather watched, puzzled. Why would the black fluffball give up its chance?

[Ding—The streamer you follow is live!] The demons flooded into the livestream.

[A-Ran is back!][Has he lost weight? “Demon World,” feed your NPC!][Making plushies again?! Another auction?!]

“Hello, everyone! Another plushie order. Thank you for your patronage,” Lin Ran said, waving at the camera, then continued sewing.

The demons, however, noticed he was making a Lek Golem, a large, not-so-bright, but incredibly stubborn race known for their unwavering determination. They had earned many points in the contribution contest by moving mountains.

[Well, I can’t argue with their success. Pure hard work.][Not like those sneaky foxes.] They might be envious, but they couldn’t deny the Lek Golem’s dedication.

[Lek Golem Clan: Donated 10x Demon World Stars][Message: Don’t overwork yourself. Your effort is appreciated.] A shower of stars filled the screen, along with a message! Each star was worth 10,000 points! When had the livestream gained this feature?

[Top 10 contributing races can now send messages with donations over 10,000 points!] “Demon World,” having observed human livestreaming practices, had implemented this feature to encourage spending.

Lin Ran, reading the message aloud, surprised the viewers.

“Don’t overwork yourself?” It was his first time receiving a message, and he was delighted. So, there were real viewers, and they even talked to him! And this one seemed to be the plushie’s buyer.

“Thank you, Mr. Lek, but I’m not tired. I have little helpers,” he said, showing Sootball and Snowball, who waved their paws at the camera.

[New cubs!? A Feather Clan cub!][How?! Did they bribe the game?!] Their jealousy was short-lived, however, as they realized Lin Ran was trying to chat with the Lek Golem!

“No need for donations. Just chat, if you like. It gets a bit lonely in ‘Demon World.’ I’m happy to receive a message,” he said, smiling, holding the half-finished plushie, his words making the demons’ hearts flutter.

Talk to him!

“Demon World,” are you deaf?! He’s lonely!

[I’m so anxious! But I can’t send messages! Not enough points!][Even those with enough points can’t! The message limit is reached! [Smoking]][The honest demons win! Who would have thought the Lek Golem Clan would be first?!] Lin Ran, unknowingly, had triggered a spending frenzy. He didn’t realize how expensive the messages were.

[Lek Golem Clan: …What should we talk about?] The Lek Golem, naturally taciturn, struggled to find a topic, making the other demons groan.

[10,000 points per message! Ask something interesting!][Give them a break! They stutter! Ask where A-Ran lives!][Ask that publicly? Then everyone will swarm him! Wait for private messages!]

The Lek Golem, however, just waited patiently for his reply.

“What to talk about? That’s a tough one,” Lin Ran said, sewing.

“Do you prefer black or green eyes? Fabric number 2 or 3? A bow? Or other decorations?” he asked, showing the accessories box.

[Green. 3. Both.] The Lek Golem answered simply.

Lin Ran realized it wasn’t good at conversations, but it answered his questions diligently, like a silent giant.

“A small gift for you, for chatting with me. Thank you for watching,” he said as he finished the plushie, making the demons’ eyes widen.

[A gift?! After chatting and donating?! I regret not grinding more!][Trying not to be jealous… What is it…?]

The gift was a small, transparent raincoat with a brown bow.

“It’s raining in ‘Demon World.’ Don’t forget your raincoats and umbrellas! Look, even the plushie has one,” Lin Ran said, displaying the now-adorable golem.

[This… this… this…] They wanted to say it was useless. Lek Golems were incredibly durable; they didn’t need raincoats.

[Donated 10x Demon World Stars][I like it very much. Thank you for the reminder.] But the Lek Golem Clan donated another 100,000 points.

The demons fell silent, a warmth spreading through them. It wasn’t about the raincoat’s practicality, but the care behind it.

“Glad you like it. But you don’t have to donate so much,” Lin Ran said, surprised by the generosity. “My little ones have raincoats too. We’re going out to play later,” he said, showing Sootball, Snowball, and Little Feather in their matching raincoats.

Sootball’s was a cape with a hood.

Snowball’s was a cute little cat-sized raincoat with sleeves and pants.

Little Feather, after looking at them curiously, received its own transparent raincoat with a hood.

“Ee…” It happily flapped its wings, testing its new outfit.

“Want to try your human form? I made you a little robe,” Lin Ran said, smiling.

Little Feather transformed, its burnt side visible, shocking the viewers.

[How did this cub survive? Half of its body is burnt! Isn’t A-Ran scared?][It’s… horrifying… But its other side is so beautiful… It’s such a shame…] Their envy had turned to pity. Even demon parents sometimes abandoned cubs with such severe injuries. And this human had taken it in.

[Raising this cub must be expensive. And A-Ran seems poor. Is the game even giving him our donations?][The medical bills alone must be a fortune.]

Lin Ran, however, was helping Little Feather change into its new robe.

“Isn’t this Luo Xiao’s blanket?” he asked, recognizing the fabric. Had Little Feather ripped it, not the thief?

“Ee…” Little Feather tried to discreetly destroy the evidence with its magic, but Lin Ran stopped it with a look.

“No destroying other people’s things. I’ll pay for a new blanket. You’ll have to repay me when you’re older,” he said, sensing Little Feather’s tendency towards destructive behavior. He had to correct it early on.

“Ee.” Little Feather nodded obediently. It was afraid of disappointing A-Ran.

“The new robe fits well,” Lin Ran said, and Little Feather, pleased, twirled around, its wings fluttering, rubbing against his hand. The pale yellow robe, like a child’s outfit, looked adorable on it, especially from its unburnt side.

[He’s taking such good care of it. New clothes, clean and healthy. Only A-Ran would do this.][So, “Demon World” does play favorites. Not all of A-Ran’s cubs are from powerful clans.][He seems to have a soft spot for injured and vulnerable cubs. Adding this to the affection guide!] The “A-Ran Affection Guide” on the forum was becoming increasingly comprehensive.

“Is that… the cursed egg?” Anvers, watching the livestream, was stunned. The egg, even before hatching, had caused them so much trouble, attracting dark miasma and mutated demons. And it had been so aggressive. And now, it was a sweet, gentle cub?

“It’s an act! And it stole our clan’s spot! So many cubs were rejected, and this egg was chosen!” Elder Gu Li exclaimed, still convinced it should be destroyed.

Lin Ran, unaware of the Feather Clan’s turmoil, waved at Little Feather, who flew over, and gently placed a cream-colored eye patch over its burnt side.

“No need to hide your face now. And don’t scratch your scars, okay? It’ll bleed and get messy,” he said, wanting to heal the scars, but there was no easy solution. Little Feather often scratched them, sometimes even until they bled. And it always hid its face when he noticed. The eye patch would prevent both scratching and hiding.

“Ee.” Little Feather, feeling the soft fabric, didn’t want to dirty A-Ran’s gift. The little bow at the back made it look even cuter.

“You look beautiful, Little Feather,” Lin Ran said, his sincere praise making Little Feather blush and hide behind Sootball.

“Cheep?!” Sootball, a round, fluffy shield, completely hid the smaller cub.

“Cheep cheep!” It then, however, pointed at Little Feather’s eye patch, wanting one too.

“Why do you need an eye patch? It’s for Feather’s injury,” Lin Ran said, amused. Did Sootball want to be a pirate?

“Cheep—Cheep cheep!” Sootball insisted, tugging at his clothes, and Lin Ran, looking at Snowball, who also seemed interested, sighed.

“Fine, I’ll make one for each of you,” he said, realizing maintaining balance among his growing brood was becoming a challenge.

A few minutes later, the three cubs, each wearing an eye patch, looked ridiculously cute.

“Cheep—!” Sootball, having chosen a black eye patch, looked like a little pirate, albeit one with a bow on its head.

Snowball, however, had a different reason. If everyone wore an eye patch, Little Feather wouldn’t feel so different.

Little Feather, looking at them, hid beside A-Ran, touched by their gesture. Were they envious of his eye patch?

“Cheep!” Sootball invited Little Feather to join their “One-Eyed Pirate Crew.” Now, there were three little bullies! They could help A-Ran find treasure!

“Ee…?” Treasure A-Ran wants? Little Feather, listening to Sootball’s promises, was intrigued.

Lin Ran needed the “Box of Memories” and “Memory Spring Water” for Snowball’s Time Mirror. He had the box, but not the water. Sootball, however, having read his notes during its visit to the real world, knew what he was looking for. A good cub helped its parent.

“Cheep cheep cheep! Cheep cheep, cheep!”

“Ee?”

“Mew…” Lin Ran watched as Sootball, Snowball, and Little Feather huddled together, whispering.

“They’re so cute! I want to know what they’re talking about. That’s it for today’s stream! Bye, everyone!” he said, waving at the camera.

Meanwhile, a powerful demon in the Kulma Mountains sneezed, then, satisfied with the state of the Memory Spring, a small pool that filled only once a century, closed the protective barrier. It was safe; no one could steal it!