The Demon King and his consort had been in love for a hundred years, but still had no children.
One day, the Demon King sneakily brought home a dusty gray egg and announced that the Demon Realm would have an heir.
The Demon King and the demons waited with bated breath.
The baby hatched.
The newborn little prince had neither the black wings of a demon nor scarlet eyes.
Instead, he had a pair of pure white wings like an angel's.
He had practically nothing in common with demons.
The Demon King, born to be at odds with the angel race, looked grave, while the demons glowered.
“We should rip off his wings and throw him back into Heaven!”
“Exactly! Darn angel baby!”
Hearing this, the Demon King reached out with claws that glinted coldly.
But the baby smiled, his eyes curving into crescents, and pressed his chubby face into the Demon King's palm, like a marshmallow melting over a fire.
Softly and slowly, he called out, “Da... Daddy.”
The next second, the Demon King drew back his claws and grinned like a father who had never seen the world.
He held the baby up, gave him a loud smooch, and announced, “My baby looks exactly like me. Isn't he adorable?!”
The demons, utterly charmed: “He's just a tiny bit cute... Can I be his godfather?”
*
The angel race, who had not had a newborn in ten thousand years, suddenly sensed a baby's presence coming from the Demon Realm.
The angels rushed to the Demon Realm at once, determined to rescue the baby.
But the furious Archangel stared at the candy house, the gemstone trees, the cloud hammock...
and was utterly confused.
Was this really the Demon Realm, once full of jagged rocks and mountains of bones?
And that dragon letting the baby slide down its tail like a playground slide.
Wasn't that the vicious Demon King who had sworn two months ago to fight the angel race to the death?
Darn it, they wanted to cuddle the little baby too!
*
Qu Nuo, who grew up in an orphanage, made a wish to the moon on his fourth birthday.
He wished he could have parents of his own, and didn't mind if he still had to go hungry.
He never expected his wish to come true.
His father, who looked fierce, would fumble as he helped him get dressed.
His daddy, who always looked cold, would hold him and tell him bedtime stories.
A dragon as big as a hill in the courtyard would take him out for rides and dig up sparkling stones with him.
No matter how hard his teachers tried, Qu Nuo couldn't learn powerful dark magic.
Even if he ate well every day, he couldn't grow impressive demon horns.
He was even half a beat slower to react than everyone else.
But his daddy and father still kissed him and said, “Our Nuo Nuo is the best and smartest little demon!”
Qu Nuo thought he might not be the best little demon, but he was definitely a greedy, naughty child.
Because he wished he would never have to wake up.
P.S. He really is reborn. The baby is so young that he thinks he's dreaming.
His love interest is his childhood friend, a little demon. There won't be any romance until they grow up.
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