Chapter 83: The Advantages of Having a Catgirl Maid

Night had fallen, as dark and thick as ink.

Deep within a desolate, deserted alleyway, a female demon hurried through the shadows. Her beautiful face was etched with panic and unease, shifting between despair and desperation, as if she wished she could grow an extra pair of legs just to run faster. It was as if something truly terrifying was pursuing her from behind.

After nearly ten minutes of frantic running, the demon girl finally bent over, gasping for breath, hands braced on her knees as she paused to catch her breath. Surely, after running this far, she must have shaken off that terrifying pursuer?

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, a powerful sense of danger swept over her. A chill prickled at her skin, and her newly relaxed expression froze. From the darkness at the side of the road, a figure emerged—clad in the distinctive black-and-white combat uniform of a demon hunter, a spirit blade gleaming like frost in his hand. It was clear he had been waiting for her here for some time.

Cheng Feng advanced at an unhurried pace, the killing intent radiating from him gradually intensifying. “Monster, you can’t escape.”

The demon girl felt utterly wretched. To have caught the attention of this elite demon hunter, and after all that running, to still be found—her heart was full of unwillingness as she protested, “Why won’t you let me go? I don’t want to fight you. Can’t we just pretend we never met tonight?”

Cheng Feng found her logic laughable. “Let you go? Did you ever let your victims go when you were feeding on them?”

“I only want to survive—what’s so wrong with that?”

His smile faded. “Such a vile creature. Do you really think you’re justified in eating people?”

“Vile?” The demon girl’s composure began to crack as she gritted her teeth. “And what about you humans? You harm your own kind, exploit your own people. Anything you fear, you call a monster and destroy it without hesitation! You’ve never changed your savage nature. Compared to you, how am I the vile one?”

“You’re not wrong,” Cheng Feng said, preparing to strike. “But I have no interest in debating philosophy with you. Killing humans is your crime. Be at peace and move on.”

“You’re forcing me to this!” With nowhere left to run and driven by survival instinct, the demon girl made one final desperate move. She opened her mouth and lashed out a long, crimson tongue.

With a flick of his blade, Cheng Feng sliced the tongue aside. Activating Lightning Shadow Step, his speed surged, and he shot forward like a bolt of silver lightning. The demon girl reacted quickly, leaping to evade him. But in a flash, Cheng Feng conjured a blood dagger in his hand and hurled it with precision, striking the demon girl midair—a gruesome blossom of blood bursting forth.

She crashed to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, and the sound of Cheng Feng’s footsteps approaching filled her with despair.

She lifted her gaze, full of resentment, and uttered an enigmatic curse: “Just you wait. The day is coming—humanity will be wiped out in the end…”

Cheng Feng ignored her, stepped forward, and drove his blade straight through her heart.

[Ding! Host has slain a demon-type monster.]
[Scan complete... Target killed: Low-level Long-Tongued Demon.]
[Reward: One superpower.]
[Ability awakening... 30%... 50%... 80%... 100%]
[Acquired active skill: Bloodburst +1]

Bloodburst: The ability to detonate one’s own blood. Combined with Blood Combat Technique, it enables thrown weapons to explode on impact.

Cheng Feng felt satisfied with this new power.

“Mission accomplished. Time to go home.”

Since his promotion to elite member, Cheng Feng had been tasked with assignments increasingly often. Recently, he found himself hunting demons almost nightly, just as he was now. After all, killing monsters earned him superpowers—and he never tired of it. With each new ability, his strength only grew.

Before leaving the scene, Cheng Feng sent the location to the Association’s special platform. Before long, security personnel would arrive to handle the demon’s corpse.

...

By the time Cheng Feng returned to his apartment, it was already 7:20 in the evening.

“I’m home.” Cheng Feng entered in high spirits, immediately greeted by the sounds of sizzling from the kitchen and the rich aromas wafting out.

Xueju had been living with him for several days now. Since then, all the chores—cleaning, laundry, shopping, and cooking—had been handled entirely by her. With his sister away, Xueju had taken over all domestic duties and meal preparations.

Though Xueju was a cat demon, she had never harmed a human, choosing instead to hide her true identity and live peacefully among people. Unlike those cruel, man-eating monsters, Cheng Feng found her presence acceptable.

Besides, coming home to a catgirl maid who prepared a hearty meal for him and could be played with whenever he liked—wasn’t that a good thing?

Yes, played with.

Recently, when Xueju reverted to her feline form at bedtime, her defenseless appearance had caught Cheng Feng’s attention. No man could resist the allure of a little white cat, and Cheng Feng couldn’t help but reach out to experience the joy of petting her soft fur.

After all, the first time they met, he had told her plainly: if she wanted to stay in his home, she had to be prepared to offer her body. Xueju had blushed furiously and refused at first, but Cheng Feng had not relented—regardless of her protests, his “devilish claws” went straight to work.

Unable to escape and needing a place to stay, Xueju had no choice but to endure this indignity. With Cheng Feng’s increasingly skillful and practiced massages, she gradually succumbed to his touch, unable to resist.

Eventually, the little white cat completely melted, lying limp by Cheng Feng’s side, half-lidded eyes purring softly, limbs curled up, her pink tongue poking out, exposing her fluffy belly.

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng tossed his jacket onto the sofa and stretched, suddenly wanting to pet the cat again. But when he caught sight of Xueju, apron tied at her waist, bustling around the kitchen, he decided he ought to behave himself.

Where else could he find such a good maid? Presentable in public, efficient in the kitchen, free labor, and even available to be played with at any time.

Ahem... Cheng Feng was suddenly startled by the realization that he was teetering on a dangerous path.

Just then, his phone buzzed with a message. It was from Liu Shiyu, who warned that for unknown reasons, monsters had been appearing more frequently lately, and the Association’s workload would be much heavier. On top of that, the lunatics from the Church of Truth had begun to make moves. With so many matters to handle, she would be busy for some time and advised him to be mentally prepared.

Soon after, dinner was ready.

“Ta-da!” Xueju presented a table laden with fragrant dishes, hands on her hips, chest out and head held high, radiating pride as if to say, “Aren’t I amazing? Come on, praise me!”

Cheng Feng blinked at the three dishes and a soup laid out on the table. “All fish?”

“What’s wrong with fish? Fish is very nutritious.”

“I think it’s just you, greedy cat, who wants to eat it.”

“Hee hee!” Xueju tapped her head with a fist, stuck out her tongue, and played innocent.