Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

What happened in the early hours of the morning was just a minor incident.

By the next morning, the long day was finally over. So much had happened; if it were a novel, it would take at least ten pages to write about it.

Chen Ming packed up his wallet and phone...

After thinking about it, he put the wallet back. He doesn't carry a wallet anymore; mobile payment is really convenient.

Lucifer, holding a bowl of dumplings, looked at him and said—

Are you going out?

"Okay, I'll take you out to buy some things."

"Buying things?"

Lucifer looked at him strangely and said—

"I have no money."

"Of course I'll pay for it."

"why?"

"Aren't your clothes all tattered? You can't always wear mine, right? Well, it's fine to wear mine, but you should have some clothes for girls too."

Chen Ming's statement was perfectly reasonable.

Lucifer still felt it was a bit inappropriate to spend someone else's money, but if she said that, he would definitely say that he owed her a life and told her not to be polite.

That's strange...

According to him, she should be in control of him, so why does it seem like he's using this incident to bind her instead?

So it's true that those who owe money are always the bosses?

wonderful.

Lucifer couldn't refuse him, so he took the shoes and socks that he handed over.

Chen Ming said—

"The socks are clean and unworn. I bought these shoes on sale, but they were too small. Since they were cheap, I didn't return them."

I bought these cheap canvas shoes on Taobao. I originally planned to buy them for hiking, so I wasn't worried about them getting worn out.

Lucifer nodded, sat on the sofa, and began to put on his socks, wrapping them around his slender feet. Then he bent down to put on his shoes, slipping his toes inside to straighten the uppers, aligning them with the instep.

Low-cut shoes and short socks revealed her fair and rosy ankles, and her slender, rounded legs and feet were bare. He couldn't help but look away when he remembered the softness of Lucifer when he carried her to bed yesterday.

"All right."

Lucifer stood up and looked at his body.

A loose white T-shirt, black shorts, and a pair of black and white canvas shoes.

It's a very simple set.

It wouldn't look like much on someone else, but on Lucifer in front of me, it made her look incredibly youthful and beautiful. It really shows that what you wear depends on your figure and face.

Lucifer's slender body, full breasts, and firm hips subtly revealed her beautiful curves, inspiring imagination.

Her white hair and red eyes gave her an ethereal and otherworldly appearance.

He felt he couldn't get enough of looking at them, but staring at them was impolite, so he said—

"Let's go."

"Where to go?"

Lucifer followed him out, then watched him close the door. The two walked side by side and saw a little girl sweeping the floor with a broom outside.

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes, walked over, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Whoa! Who is it?!"

The little girl almost jumped up, turned around, exhaled, and said—

"Oh, it's you. Don't scare me like that all the time. I can get angry too."

"So easily scared, are you hiding something?"

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and said—

"Landlady, I heard there seems to be something wrong with my room..."

"..."

The landlady looked at him, making sure he wasn't bluffing. She noticed that Chen Ming, who was usually very easy to talk to, was now slightly frowning.

He probably realized that he had discovered something, then silently turned his head away and said—

"I didn't rip you off. The old man passed away several years ago. It was a joyous funeral, so there shouldn't be any bad luck involved. Besides, I've already rented it to you for almost a pittance."

She pouted slightly, feeling somewhat wronged.

Chen Ming scratched his head, looking at the girl's aggrieved expression. Actually, he didn't mean to blame her. Just like she said, there was no bad luck involved, and it had been a long time since then, plus the rent was so cheap.

He patted her head and said—

"Alright, alright, I didn't mean to blame the landlady."

"...Then why did you bring it up?"

"Would you obediently let me pat your head if I didn't bring it up?"

"..."

The landlady felt that Chen Ming was sometimes really cunning. You can't just touch a girl's head like that, even if you do, it's not sexual harassment.

Just as the landlady was about to protest, her gaze shifted to Lucifer, who was walking over from the side.

He paused for a moment, slightly taken aback.

What a beautiful woman! Her eyes are a lovely red, and her hair is white and silky.

This is……

She glanced at Lucifer, then at Chen Ming. Did these two spend the night together?

The landlady made her judgment, then blushed.

"Mr. Chen Ming is really... unserious."

"...What's going on in their heads at such a young age?"

Chen Ming changed his stroking to tapping, gently tapping her head a few times. He would certainly welcome any embarrassing moments that might occur.

But it didn't.

The landlady puffed out her cheeks and slapped his hand away, saying—

"I don't care what you did, as long as you know, that's enough."

"Hmm... Although it's supposed to be a joyous funeral, why would the old man rent a room here? Doesn't he have any family?"

"I was too young then, so I don't really know."

The landlady shook her head, her twin ponytails swaying back and forth. Chen Ming looked down at the little girl, thinking to himself, "You're not that big yet."

The landlady continued—

"However, according to my parents, the old man was a tourist. He was carrying a huge backpack and walking very briskly. No one would have guessed that he was a centenarian..."

"Traveling? The elderly person is traveling alone?"

"Yes, they said they wanted to cross that mountain range."

Cheongju has a relatively primitive mountain range that I've even heard has spread to other countries. Even young people would find it difficult to cross such a place.

Was the old man some kind of superhero when he was young?

Chen Ming's lips twitched.

The landlady sighed and said—

"The old man passed away here the day before we were supposed to leave. His family came and gave us some money. Everyone said that the old man had become an immortal and ascended to heaven."

"So that's how it is..."

Chen Ming nodded.

He looked at Lucifer. He used to not really believe in such legends, and mostly just listened to them and took them as blessings from others.

But now I'd like to ask Lucifer what he thinks.

He glanced at her red eyes.

She seemed to understand what Chen Ming wanted to ask, but just silently shook her head.

It seems only the blessings are genuine.

He remembered the little fish, saying he wanted to make fish cakes, but it would be too wasteful, so he decided to keep it as a souvenir.

The landlady, seeing their knowing glances and unspoken understanding, smiled, nudged his arm with her elbow, and said—

"This woman is really beautiful. She brought her girlfriend home without making a sound."

"Uh, she's not my girlfriend yet."

He spoke quietly to the landlord, but his choice of words was quite telling. "Not yet," implying, "So you've got this idea?"

Lucifer seemed not to hear what they were whispering about, and simply tilted his head.

Chapter 13 The Mother-in-Law and the Daughter

Chen Ming hadn't actually asked the landlady her age in detail, but she seemed to be a child, yet she was already out collecting rent and managing the house.

With her hair styled in pigtails and big eyes, she looks like the girl next door—very cute.

Chen Ming liked to pat her head.

She's actually a bit materialistic for her age. If you bring her something delicious or fun, she'll hesitate to slap Chen Ming's hand away.

She's so approachable and adorable; sometimes I worry she might get kidnapped.

Chen Ming hesitated for a moment, then said—