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

Now that there are no more people in the way, let's just go home for lunch today. Everyone should be at the store.

stomping on...

Round-toed leather shoes step on the smooth floor. Actually, this kind of tile floor is very slippery when wet, but it looks beautiful and is always used in many places.

After school, many students walked hurriedly down the corridor to the cafeteria for lunch.

If someone isn't enthusiastic about eating, there's something wrong with their thinking.

The landlady wasn't in a hurry; she was going back to eat anyway.

"Meow~"

A familiar call reached the landlady's ears. She looked outside and saw a white cat lazily lying on a tree.

He looked at her with sapphire-like eyes.

The landlady tilted her head. The cat had stayed with her ever since it came with her that night. It was actually good; at least it had company.

The landlady was about to walk up the stairs.

The landlady saw a girl peeking into their classroom; she recognized her—that famous, strange genius.

Wearing the same school uniform, with bare legs and feet under the skirt, they were somewhat thin but well-defined, wearing cloth shoes, and their hair was tied in a bun at the back of their heads.

I am now Zhou Siqi's roommate.

Honestly, the landlady thought both Zhou Siqi and this guy were weird. Not to mention the latter, Zhou Siqi had done something as bizarre as using a trophy to make instant noodles.

If the teacher found out, he might even have a stroke.

The landlady hesitated whether to greet her. After all, she had taken on this troublesome Zhou Siqi, so she should at least say thank you.

Before the landlady could reply, the man had already turned around and was looking at her.

He seemed somewhat surprised and puzzled.

The landlady tilted her head, but since she was looking over, she greeted her, saying—

"Is this Yuqian? Are you here to see Zhou Siqi?"

"Uh, yes, you are..."

"I'm Qin Ying. Zhou Siqi was just taken to the teacher's office. Or you could go there and wait for her?"

"Oh, I see. Thank you."

"Yuqian is quite polite, but her behavior is a bit strange," the landlady thought to herself.

After a brief greeting, the landlady said to Yuqian—

"Then I'll go first."

"Okay... oh, no, wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

The landlady tilted her head and looked at Yuqian, who was blocking her way.

She looked the landlady up and down, hesitated for a moment, and then asked—

"Has Qin Ying encountered anything strange lately?"

"strange things?"

The landlady tilted her head and thought for a moment, wondering if it counted if her sweetheart kept bringing girls home.

But this is something you can't talk about with outsiders, so she shook her head and said—

"Nothing strange about it."

"...I see."

Yuqian didn't ask any further questions and simply accepted it.

The white cat perched in the tree watched the two talking and licked its paws as if it found it amusing.

……

The landlady returned to her room, tossed her backpack onto the bed, and then prepared to teleport back. There was a two-hour lunch break; she could go back and rest for a bit.

The landlady walked to the toilet door, where a sign hung, one side saying "In Use" and the other "No One Here".

She rents a room by herself and doesn't need such a sign to avoid embarrassment, so she uses it to determine whether the array is on or off, and keeps the array on while in use.

"Let's go."

She opened the door and went inside.

Compared to her first amazing experience, the landlady has now gotten used to the feeling of teleportation and is gradually no longer finding it novel.

It's like wanting something; you really want it when you don't have it, but once you actually get it, you lose interest.

The landlady arrived at the back door of the shop.

I heard some noise coming from the kitchen.

Are we going to cook?

What should we eat today? Pork rib soup? Or cola chicken?

Actually, a lighter diet is fine too. She likes it even if it's just stir-fried meat with vegetables... as long as it's made by him.

The landlady lowered her head slightly and smiled.

Thinking of him, and his willingness to give her a place to stay, a "home," was salvation for her loneliness.

Don't blame them for clinging to you. In the end, it's your own fault for meddling and getting involved. You stirred things up and think you can get away unscathed? Dream on.

The landlady smiled as she walked to the kitchen doorway.

He also wanted to say—

"I'm back?"

The landlady stopped speaking abruptly. She looked inside and saw a man and a woman. The woman seemed to be cosplaying, with a pair of beautiful wings on her back.

Her golden hair was somewhat shimmering.

An angel?

But this holy angel had white liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth and her eyes were lifeless, as if she had been ruined.

Chen Ming also said—

"Don't let it spill... swallow it... swallow it..."

"..."

Chen Ming, have you finally come to this point?

Chapter 132 Even the Angel Girl Can Turn into a Dog?

The landlady and Chen Ming looked at each other silently.

Neither of them uttered a word.

Chen Ming was sweating profusely, and the angel in front of him was still drooling white liquid from her mouth. Now that he thought about it, the angel's lifeless eyes did indeed make her look like she had been played with and ruined.

How can this be explained?

He's dead.

Should I tell the landlady that this is an angel, that she found it somehow, then was unconscious for a few days, and when she opened her eyes she was broken and could only keep oozing white liquid?

...I am guilty, I confess.

Chen Ming felt something was off, so he thought, "Why don't I just turn myself in?"

Coconut milk dripped from Miss Angel's mouth, ran down her chin, and instead of dripping directly to the ground, it was blocked by the massive mountains, looking increasingly worse...

But I really only drink coconut milk!

Don't give up, Chen Ming! A proper explanation will definitely work!

Chen Ming quickly forced a smile and said—

"Oh, oh dear... the landlady is back! How's school?... What are you doing?"

The landlady took out her phone, tapped a few times, then looked at him with her dark eyes, devoid of any emotion, and said—

"Call the police."

"..."

Chen Ming remained silent.

More cold sweat appeared on his forehead as he said—

"Actually, what you see isn't always the truth. There are some misunderstandings involved, which I can explain."

"Yes, everything you say will be used against you in court."

"Is it already close to the trial!?"

Chen Ming couldn't help but complain, "Fast forward to the trial, then fast forward to the execution?"

He licked his lips and said—

"Actually, it's like this... What are you doing? Why did you turn on the recording? Are you really taking a statement? I..."

Chen Ming wanted to cry but had no tears.

He sighed and said—

"Actually, she is an angel."

"...So, angels can be toyed with?"

Actually, the landlady had already figured out the truth by this point, since there was a big pot of coconut milk next to her, which was probably the result of feeding this angel lady.

But she still wouldn't let it go.

Chen Ming looked at her, his lips twitched, and he said with a hint of self-abandonment—

"Yes, angels can be manipulated."