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

He slowly opened his eyes...

Then he saw Cerberus transformed into a little puppy, lying on his chest with its little nose pressed against his neck, looking like it had fallen into a deep sleep.

"...How did it change back?"

No wonder I feel so much lighter.

He turned to look at Afu beside him, who was fast asleep. She was just pressed against Chen Ming, while Cerberus was lying on top of her.

This once proved the saying true: no matter how slim a young girl is, she will always weigh 90 pounds, which is much heavier than a gas cylinder (household).

He touched his head, and it was strange that his body didn't feel sore even after being pressed down by the beautiful girl for so long.

He tugged at the angel's large wings. Was it because it was so comfortable to be covered by the angel's wings? He felt much more refreshed. What time was it?

He took out his phone and glanced at it.

Four o'clock in the morning.

I only slept for four or five hours, but I already feel great.

He looked at Miss Angel...

Miss Angel's purple eyes gleamed in the darkness as she looked at him.

I was a little startled, but after thinking about it, I realized that angels don't need to sleep, and Chen Ming hadn't given any instructions to sleep.

Because she needed to cover him with her wings, Miss Angel slept on her side. Her enormous breasts were squeezed together, deformed by the pressure, and the deep cleavage seemed capable of encompassing everything.

He looked into her lifeless eyes.

"...When will you recover?"

Even if I could stay by his side forever without recovering, that would be too selfish.

Just because someone temporarily depends on you doesn't mean you should treat them like your own possession. You definitely can't do that. Besides, he brought it on himself in the first place, so you should take responsibility for him to the end.

We will take care of her until she wakes up.

Throwing them outside won't do. They're angels, after all; it'll cause a commotion.

He's a bit of a fussy person, and after raising this angel for so long, he's become a little reluctant to part with her. The thought of her possibly leaving makes him feel uneasy.

Even raising a piece of char siu would be hard, let alone such a beauty.

Forget it, don't overthink it.

He shook his head, closed his eyes, buried his face in the angel's wings, and prepared to continue sleeping...

Xixixi...

"Ok?"

Chen Ming suddenly sensed something was wrong. It felt like something warm was spreading beneath him, somewhat like when he wet the bed as a child.

His eyes widened as he unfolded the angel's wings...

His pants were indeed wet.

But it wasn't that he wet the bed, it was...

He stared in surprise at the angel's lower body; her skirt was soaked, and water was still flowing out... He glanced at the angel's expression again... The angel was expressionless.

Chen Ming's lips twitched.

"Wait, what happened to angels being elemental beings? Aren't they supposed to not need to metabolize?"

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment.

But then he thought again, Lucifer said it was okay not to eat, which meant it was okay to eat. And wouldn't eating lead to metabolism?

In other words...

Is this Chen Ming's fault?

If he hadn't pulled the angel along to feed her, she wouldn't have metabolized it.

In other words, angels really don't use the toilet.

An ideal beautiful girl, untouched by worldly concerns.

But after eating, he fell to the mortal realm.

Chen Ming figured it out himself and felt like he had done something wrong with good intentions. That angel had probably never had such an experience in her life.

Bedwetting...

And she even urinated on someone else... What would it be like if she had any sense?

To commit suicide by drawing a sword?

Did he draw his sword and kill Chen Ming?

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he stared at the angel's lifeless eyes. He'd forgotten to ask Lucifer if the angel would retain her memories after recovering.

If it will be retained...

No, no, no, it shouldn't be like that, it shouldn't be like that.

Chen Ming started to escape reality, now only thinking about how to deal with this situation. Miss Angel's lower body was completely soaked; she needed to change her clothes…

This matter must be kept secret.

Otherwise, once Miss Angel recovers, won't she get so angry that she might even have a stroke?

He emerged from her wings, bent down, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom, avoiding the puddles on the ground.

First, she took a mop and carefully cleaned the floor. Luckily, there was no smell. I can only say that she is truly an angel; even when she wets the bed, she is cleaner than the average person...

Is this a compliment?

Chen Ming scratched his head.

In short, first clean the floor, then tidy up the mat, and prepare to wash it and put it out to dry. Fortunately, Miss Angel only peed on him, so everyone else can sleep peacefully.

After hanging the blankets out to dry, here comes the important part.

Chen Ming returned to the bathroom and looked at Miss Angel, whose lower body was soaking wet...

Her white dress was soaked, and her white stockings had become somewhat transparent, revealing glimpses of her flesh-colored skin. She looked like a beautiful woman drenched in water…

Although it's wet with urine.

Even when she wets the bed, she's still so beautiful; she truly is an angel.

……

So, this really isn't a compliment, is it?

Chen Ming mentally berated himself, his mind wandering as he tried to escape reality, but he still needed to help Miss Angel clean up and change her clothes.

Chen Ming took out his clothes and handed them to Miss Angel, saying—

"Okay, go take a shower."

"..."

Miss Angel held the clothes, staring intently at Chen Ming without moving.

"……What's wrong?"

Chen Ming had a bad feeling. Could it be that Miss Angel had never known what bathing was? Angels are untouched by worldly dust, so they've never bathed?

At the very least, the body has no relevant memory of it, so it's likely that the person never actually took a bath.

He covered his face.

What kind of situation is this...?

After escaping reality for a few more minutes, Chen Ming finally let out a long sigh...

What can we do?

What else can we do?

He said weakly—

"Then take off your clothes first, and I'll try not to look at you..."

...After Miss Angel recovers, she shouldn't have these memories, right? Chen Ming took out a new towel, preparing to wash Miss Angel clean.

I patiently guided her to wash her private parts herself, and after a lot of effort, I finally got her clean and dressed her in new clothes.

Chen Ming felt like he was taking care of a child, and he was a little exhausted.

……

In the quiet room, Lucifer, who was sleeping peacefully, seemed to have a slight smile playing on his lips.

interesting.

Chapter 149 Magical Girls? That's too embarrassing!

Another morning has arrived.

The white-stockinged loli lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Her black hair was spread messily on the bed, and her big eyes blinked as she looked at the somewhat mottled ceiling. The house was quite old, so the mottled appearance was normal; the student dormitory, however, had been newly built.

I didn't even change my clothes before going to bed yesterday, and now they're all a bit wrinkled.

The landlady sat up and looked around.

It was already light out; we'd probably have to assemble for morning exercises in a few minutes.

She was still a little dazed and scratched her head. It seemed like she had a strange dream yesterday. Dreams are usually hard to remember clearly, but yesterday's dream was so vivid that it felt like it had actually happened.

"Magical girl..."

The landlady is also a girl, she also had a childhood, and of course she also longed for things like magical girls... even though the meaning of magical girls has now changed from healing to depressing.

Kill old Gen Urobuchi.

The landlady was also traumatized by Puella Magi Madoka Magica back in the day.

"I can't believe I had such a dream..."