This demon is highly suspicious.

Raphiel vaguely remembered Rorschach telling her that.

Many boys like to keep some little secrets hidden in their rooms.

You can always find something fun if you take a look.

Of course, that's assuming you're not afraid of getting hit.

After all, sometimes, driven by shame, boys might really go to great lengths to keep their little secrets.

Have you ever fought desperately for anything in your life?

Luo Xia, who was busy in the kitchen, suddenly shivered.

Why do I feel like I'm being watched by something strange?

It's like Sadako, soaking wet, crawling out of the toilet and reaching out to grab you.

Chapter 260 The Family of Three Next Door

In Rorschach's room, Raphiel was looking around at the furnishings with a puzzled expression.

"Strange, why isn't it there?"

Neither on the bookshelves nor under the bed were the strange books Raphiel was looking for.

It's obvious that many teenage boys in Japan collect these things to some extent.

She also remembered someone saying online that the best way to make your parents think you're an adult is to have your collection of notebooks or something discovered.

Because at this time, parents will always say with great emotion, "You're an adult now."

But why not?

Raphiel rested her chin on her hand and fell into deep thought.

There should have been.

If Gabriel were here, she would definitely scoff at Raphiel's naive ideas.

When she was writing her celestial investigation report, she specifically consulted Rorschach about this.

Of course, they know that hiding books under the bed is a very old-fashioned and outdated method.

If Gabriel were to come, she would most likely try to get Rorschach's phone.

Then open your phone's clipboard, find some folders that look like they're full of apps, and scroll to the bottom.

Moreover, it's placed among a bunch of pre-installed phone apps, making it look like a folder that's never been opened in ages.

There's a high probability of success.

As for why I don't check the browser's browsing history...

Who goes online without using incognito these days?

What decent person would keep their browsing history?

Would you keep it?

I won't stay.

To ensure their innocence, most people probably wouldn't leave any browsing history, right?

No way, right?

"It seems there really isn't any."

Pouting, Raphiel left Rorschach's room somewhat disgruntled.

It was just a spur-of-the-moment idea, so if I can't find it, so be it.

However, Rorschach's image in Raphiel's mind improved somewhat.

Although it would be understandable if there were any notebooks or similar items.

But having nothing is definitely better than having something.

Normal girls wouldn't really like a guy who spends all his time hiding in his room reading erotic novels and making weird smiles.

"Lafi? What were you doing just now?"

Peering out of the kitchen, Winette looked at Raphiel with some confusion.

Rorschach, who was busy in the kitchen, was kicked out by Winette.

This guy's cooking skills are really not good.

Vinette remembered the first time she came to Rorschach's house; he had already been living there for almost a month.

But the kitchen utensils were brand new.

The film on the knife was not removed.

The video doorbell at the entrance was broken, and the furniture and miscellaneous items were piled up haphazardly.

Looking around, the whole house has absolutely no sense of home.

It feels like just a temporary place to stay.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Winette gave Rorschach a thorough cleaning.

Nevertheless, Rorschach ate out most of the time after that.

The kitchen is only used when Winette comes.

After all, Rorschach's cooking skills were still limited to being able to stir-fry vegetables.

Simply put, it involves washing the vegetables, putting them in a pot, adding oil, stir-frying, and adding various seasonings.

Although I sometimes think about cooking a dish myself.

But I can't get up in the morning to buy groceries, and I don't like haggling with people, so I just let it go.

Although he didn't care about the money and was too lazy to haggle, he didn't care about the price.

But I always feel like I'll be at a disadvantage.

So forget it.

It's not that you can't eat out.

At worst, I could just go to Vigna's house for a free meal, that would be perfect.

Gabriel does this occasionally too.

This was also the case when Pecorine was in charge.

After all, when Pekora was in heaven, several angels had to serve her when she ate, slept, dressed, and traveled.

He was an archangel, after all.

Therefore, this guy's life skills are not as good as Gabriel's.

However, her wilderness survival skills are better than Gabriel's.

"They probably went on an expedition?"

"What's with this uncertain tone?"

"Hey~"

Faced with Rorschach's questioning gaze, Raphiel chose to play dumb and get away with it.

Raphiel tapped her head and revealed a cute smile, remaining silent about her recent behavior.

If Rorschach finds out, he might get hung on the Christmas tree.

Raphiel had a premonition.

"Alright, Raffi, come and help me out first."

"Vinette said to Raphiel in the kitchen."

Because there are quite a lot of people tonight, Winette plans to cook extra food.

Don’t say anything else.

Rorschach is probably more interested in eating than celebrating Christmas.

If we hadn't made more, he might have eaten it all by himself.

"Okay, coming, coming."

Leaving Rorschach with a kind smile, Raphiel skipped and hopped into the kitchen to help Winette.

Incidentally, they also dragged Satania, who was very unwilling to give up and wanted to prove her cooking skills, out with them.

If Satania were to enter the kitchen, there would be plenty of fun to watch, but the two of them would be the ones suffering afterwards.

Raphiel didn't want to increase her workload.

"Seriously! These two guys don't even believe in my cooking skills!"

Sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed, Satania said angrily.

You might not believe it, but Satania is quite confident in her culinary skills.

After all, she had seriously studied cooking skills under the Little Evil God.

Although the little evil god's expression was always a bit off after each taste, he would always give a 'great, promising future' evaluation.

Therefore, Satania is quite confident in her culinary skills.

"Actually, I don't really believe it either."

Luo Xia, sitting to the side, looked away somewhat guiltily.

To be honest, everyone knows how bad Satania's cooking is.

The dishes made by someone with a terrible sense of taste can only be enjoyed by herself.

But since it was Satania's interest, the group tacitly chose to conceal the truth.

With her own built-in cushion, Qi Ye Li Si nestled comfortably in the beanbag chair that Luo Xia had placed in the corner of the living room.

The seemingly harmless little devil bear lay quietly on Qiyelis's lap.