[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary":3,"chapter-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-5":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","An Improper Monster Girl's Transformation Diary",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2311934,4517,"Chapter 5: Are You Even a Serious Demon God?","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>Beneath the night sky, the monastery lay quiet and serene, moonlight like gauze drifting down between the stars, sweeping away the last traces of daytime clamor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only solitude remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence and stillness were the norm for this ancient building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet right now, in one of its rooms, a fierce exchange unfolded, utterly out of place with the surrounding atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click. Click. Click…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was so still a pin could be heard falling; the faint sounds of gears grinding, turning, and colliding inside the mechanical clock were crystal clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the swift scratch of a pen across paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish! Swish! Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert stared blankly as his left hand gripped a feather pen, rapidly dancing across the page, leaving behind a string of ornate, sinister script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his left hand stopped, he flipped through the heavy dictionary beside him, laboriously translating the words he himself had written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… tch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【What are you afraid of?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the translation he had painstakingly deciphered, Herbert felt the mocking tone in the words and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, angrily scribbling a retort with his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Afraid of what? Don’t you know? Don’t you bloody well know????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way you ask that—zero technical skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m up past midnight, wide awake, playing with a spirit board and a pen to chat with you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You ask what I’m afraid of?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obviously, I’m afraid of you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several rounds of testing, Herbert’s lingering hope finally died—he had to accept the reality: he wasn’t suffering from schizophrenia; he had genuinely encountered a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, the elegant cursive from his left hand was odd enough, but he couldn’t possibly have spontaneously mastered six or seven alien languages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Admit it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m possessed by something unclean—I’m no longer pure, waaah…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish! Swish! Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the writing reverted to the common tongue, it became even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You’re not afraid of me, are you?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side not only ignored Herbert’s slightly provocative tone but seemed even more delighted, a palpable joy radiating from the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【No way? No way? No way?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You’re a Holy Knight! How could you possibly fear me?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, this ghost is a bratty little girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several rounds, the two had passionately exchanged blows with the same pen, filling multiple sheets of paper with aggressive, artistic script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long ago, when the Holy Mark warned Herbert that his thoughts were being silently influenced, he realized something terrible had happened—the sealed entity beneath the monastery had broken loose!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world was not safe; demons, evil deities, malevolent entities, devils, and monstrous beings filled every corner with danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every monastery was originally built to seal and suppress those special entities that could not be destroyed or killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert did not know what lay sealed beneath the Misty Monastery, but he was certain it was far beyond his current capacity to handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point in bravely facing it alone; with clear self-awareness, Herbert immediately sought to call for outside help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Misty Monastery, guarded by legendary powerful beings—even if the sealed entity escaped, it was not his place as a rookie Holy Knight to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the big shots here, all evil shall be punished!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d be lucky to just get some XP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad, good intentions meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to scream for help, but his throat produced no sound; even breathing became agonizingly difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to bang on the door to make noise, but his hand grew limp before it could even touch the wood, finally just flopping weakly against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all attempts failed, Herbert’s “reckless left hand” led him to the desk, where he had been conversing with the unseen presence ever since.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Herbert was the first to surrender, raising a white flag and writing wearily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So… what exactly do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After half a day of shouting back and forth, Herbert still knew nothing of the other’s identity—but he had learned one thing at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging from the tone in its words, while malice couldn’t be ruled out, the entity seemed to harbor no intent to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t call for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t beg to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even begging for mercy was denied!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell, you’re just forcing me to write back and forth with you?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you insane?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Oh? You finally believe I’m not a figment of your mind?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine, I believe you—now, great entity, what exactly do you want me to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert had seen too many tragedies in his past life caused by trusting others too easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never believe the excuse that this entity was merely “lonely at midnight and wanted to chat~”—that was clearly a five-star lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from close kin, anyone who shows you unusual warmth must have an agenda—power, money, beauty… never any exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【What I want doesn’t matter—you’ll find out soon enough.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Heh, but you, young Holy Knight… have you truly considered the meaning of making a pact with a demon god?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Are you truly prepared?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing this jarring word, Herbert instinctively narrowed his eyes, his expression turning grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demonic deities—the true enemies of justice—spread blood and fire across the mortal realm, bringing endless death and suffering; they were the very beings every Holy Knight would sacrifice everything to destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, he finally lifted his pen with solemn gravity and slowly wrote the question weighing heaviest on his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you… a serious demon god?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the half-page filled with a giant question mark, Herbert smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>See? You’re flustered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So unsteady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re not some parody demon god, are you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget everything else—tell me, which decent demon god stays up past midnight, dragging someone into a heated text battle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps those words struck too hard—the demon god child fell silent for a full minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I understand. You still don’t believe me.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Fine.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I’ll let you experience firsthand the terror of a demon god.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrible premonition flashed through Herbert’s mind; he abandoned the pen and cried out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait! What are you going to do to me—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Herbert could finish, his consciousness abruptly cut off—he collapsed face-first onto the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time since arriving at the Misty Monastery, Herbert slept soundly that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he dreamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dream—wildly lewd and absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In it, dozens of seductive maidens from various races surrounded and enveloped him, engaging in deep and thorough academic research.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as the discussion reached its peak, the monster girls suddenly transformed into something else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, wait a minute!!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, no!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t come near me—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you dare come closer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At least… not a goblin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not even a female one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1122,"2026-06-20T12:31:06.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","27c54fd1572b0e4460e71842b03d3955b85740b7e97d13b81d79ac15d8bbdc29","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-6","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-4",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]