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

The man sitting on the throne looked at her and said—

"Raphael, are you really sure about this?"

Raphael raised her head, her azure eyes filled with compassion and determination, and said—

"Yes, rather than pinning our hopes on unknown variables, we should seek the light within ourselves."

But is that really useful?

Even if you rise to a higher level, you will inevitably fall in the end. She has seen far too many examples. Is there no need to continue down this path?

The person seated on the throne lowered their eyes slightly, pondering Raphael's thoughts and sensing her resolve, before finally speaking—

"If you've made up your mind, then go for it."

She stretched out her hand, and a vast amount of elemental power gathered in her hand, distorting space and imprisoning time, ultimately transforming into a blade burning with an inextinguishable flame.

She sat upon her throne, her eyes flashing like thunder, and handed the flaming sword to Raphael, saying—

"May the blazing heavens protect you. Raphael, may you return."

The image slowly shatters here...

It's like a dream.

……

……

Dongyi looked at the blankets outside, holding a pancake in his hand, and asked—

Why did you hang the blankets out to dry?

"I already told you, it got a little dirty."

"Get it dirty..."

Dong Yi looked at the man with his brown eyes. He had been very happy yesterday, with women on both sides of him, and they were even covered with the wings of an angel.

They were absolutely overjoyed.

And then he got the blankets dirty?

She raised an eyebrow and looked at Afu.

Afu quickly waved his hand and said—

"I...I've been sleeping..."

Sleeping next to him was so comfortable that I truly fell asleep this time.

Dong Yi felt that the maid hadn't lied to him, so...

She looked at the large, plump Cerberus and said—

"Doggy, did he trick you into eating sausages or anything like that?"

"Sausage? Where can I find sausage?"

Cerberus looked at his master and cried out—

"Master, you still secretly kept sausages?"

"..."

Chen Ming was speechless for a moment. You can't understand this kind of hint from Cerberus. The innocent and lively little dog is just like a child in this respect.

Dong Yi smiled as he watched Cerberus's performance, then looked at the angel and said—

"So what did you do to Miss Angel?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Ming was surprised that Dong Yi could guess some of this, which was strange. Although he often called her useless, she would occasionally show off her keen insight.

He looked at Miss Angel, who was obediently eating Chen Ming's pancakes, but unfortunately she couldn't express her feelings.

Chen Ming couldn't pretend, like in the anime "MasterChef," that it was sugar, and that he had added sugar...

He glanced at Dong Yi, then suddenly asked—

"How about it?"

"Ok?"

Dong Yi tilted his head curiously. "What do you mean, how?" Chen Ming pointed to the pancakes on the plate.

She immediately understood, considered it for a moment, and then feigned surprise, saying—

"This, this is... this crispy yet fragrant and chewy texture, the intense aroma that bursts in your mouth the moment you taste it, and the perfect sweetness... how is this made?"

"...It's sugar, I put sugar in."

Chen Ming and Dong Yi exchanged a serious look, then couldn't help but laugh at the same time. Chen Ming reached out and patted her head, saying—

"You've learned it quite well."

"That's right. If you fail the exam, you have to put on a good show in front of the teacher. You have to act as pitiful as possible so that the teacher will soften their heart and let you off the hook."

Dong Yi puffed out his chest and spoke with righteous indignation. It really takes some skill to be so shameless; most people can't do it.

Chen Ming said—

"I won't watch any more food shows without you."

"If the bookstore doesn't have your recipes, I'll smash the bookstore up."

Dong Yi nodded, pretending to be serious. This girl seemed to be constantly online, and knew more and more internet memes. Chen Ming felt that she was becoming more and more like a like-minded friend.

Such behavior appears to outsiders as tacit and intimate.

Afu blinked her gray eyes, seemingly unable to join their conversation. Even though she's a good-for-nothing… cough cough, Dongyi, as expected of her fiancée, is indeed very close to Chen Ming.

It seems I still need to work harder.

She put down her chopsticks and prepared to do housework.

Chen Ming looked at her, somewhat puzzled. She had been doing housework ever since she arrived, and the house was spotless by now. Why was she still thinking about doing housework?

He reached out and pulled her close.

"Hey?"

Chen Ming pulled her back and said—

"If you don't have anything else to do, could you help me supervise Dongyi's studies?"

"Ok?"

Dong Yi's eyes widened.

Afu looked at Dongyi, as if suddenly remembering something, and said—

"Yes, I still need to help Dongyi get through this, otherwise I would be somewhat responsible for protecting her."

"Huh? Hey hey hey? Wait a minute, A-Fu, why are you suddenly like this?"

"We really can't be lazy anymore, let's go practice now."

"Ah? No... I'm your mistress, aren't I? I don't want to go."

Dong Yi was still wielding his authority like a tiger, but A Fu was genuinely hesitant. Chen Ming smiled helplessly and said—

"A-Fu, don't be afraid of her. I am the master of this house. How dare she bully my maid?"

"Chen Ming..."

A-Fu blushed slightly as he rubbed her head.

Dongyi stared at the two despicable people in front of her. What did this mean? Were they ganging up on her, the kind person who had brought them together?

Ah Fu, I never expected you to be like this...

Knowing that resistance was hopeless, Dong Yi had no choice but to say—

"Okay, I'll learn then..."

Chen Ming knew he should use a combination of coercion and inducement, and said with a smile—

"I'll buy you clothes when I get back."

"Not interested."

"...I'll give you in-game currency."

"Great!"

Chen Ming stared at her speechlessly. She wasn't interested in buying clothes; instead, she preferred playing video games, which made her somewhat different from other girls.

Okay, none of the girls in his family are normal.

Demons, sword immortals, angels...

After Dongyi ate the pancake, he and Afu went out together, wearing slippers and riding their swords.

Chen Ming quickly said—

"Hey, that design on your leg..."

"Hmm? Whatever."

Dong Yi had already flown off the balcony on his flying sword. Behind him, A Fu nodded to Chen Ming and then flew away as well.

Chen Ming suddenly felt like playing a prank, so he walked over and gently kissed her on the cheek.

"Hey?"

Afu was stunned, seemingly not having reacted yet, and flew a distance away on her flying sword... her hand gently touching her cheek...

His face turned bright red.

Chen Ming looked up at the sky where the two sword immortals flew by; it was a clear, deep blue.

Like the eyes of an angel.

Miss Angel also went out onto the balcony, looking at the color of the sky, feeling a sense of confusion...