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

"Why what?"

"If you don't live here anymore, if you and I aren't landlord and tenant, what excuse do I have to bother you?"

If people must have some kind of connection to be considered not strangers, then once that connection is severed, wouldn't we just end up like we were in the beginning?

From then on, we became strangers and never contacted each other again.

Chen Ming tilted his head, thinking that the landlady must have experienced some kind of shock today, otherwise why would she be thinking about so many random things?

It's not even midnight yet, surely the NetEase Cloud Music depression wouldn't start this early?

He ruffled her hair vigorously and said—

"Although I habitually call you Miss Landlady, our relationship has gone far beyond that, hasn't it? You're perfectly welcome to come over for a meal or something. Have you been faking all these days? You ungrateful wretch."

"Ouch...that hurts! You pulled my hair! What do you mean by an ungrateful wretch? Can't you even consider a young girl's delicate feelings?"

The landlady tried to pull his hand away, but to no avail. She reached out to hit him, but her arms were too short, and he pressed his head against hers, leaving her helpless.

He chuckled, then she kicked him in the knee. A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead as he said—

"Hey, where were you trying to kick just now?"

"Tsk, missed."

The landlady gasped in astonishment, and Chen Ming quickly stepped back, amazed at how someone so young could be so vicious.

The landlady tidied her hair, then paused, wondering what the conversation had just been about. She'd completely forgotten after all that commotion.

Chen Ming said—

"Don't overthink it. I really like the landlady, so feel free to bother me."

"..."

"What? This guy just throws 'I like it' on his lips all the time. What's most infuriating is that he talks about it like a child," the landlady said.

"You always say things like that, you're not serious at all."

"I'm very serious."

"That's even more outrageous!"

She kicked his knee again, but her little feet, still wearing sandals, didn't hurt at all.

Chen Ming rubbed his knees, not understanding why she was so emotional. Everyone liked the landlady; she was practically pampered.

The landlady lowered her head and took a deep breath.

"I'm going back."

"Huh? Oh."

Chen Ming watched the landlady's small figure as she walked away, and then prepared to go back and check on the Sword Immortal and Lucifer. He wondered if the two of them had gotten into a fight.

"Hey."

The landlady suddenly called out to him.

He turned his head and said—

"what happened?"

"Anyway, I'll take your words seriously."

"What?"

Chen Ming was taken aback. Which sentence was he referring to when he said so much?

The landlady smiled slyly and said—

"All."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Chen Ming completely bewildered.

All of it...

What did they just say? It was mostly things like "don't be shy," and "he really likes the lovely landlady." There didn't seem to be anything strange; it was all genuine.

This little girl is so sensible and considerate. All the tenants here have benefited from her kindness. Her early independence is also heartbreaking. Who wouldn't like such a girl?

Chen Ming even considered asking the landlady's parents how they were parents. This wasn't how you raise a child to be independent. He really wanted to complain to them and maybe even punch them a couple of times.

Unfortunately, he was an outsider and shouldn't pry into other people's family affairs. No matter how much someone liked the landlady, it was still inappropriate to overstep their bounds like that.

Unless you marry the landlady, then you'll have a legitimate reason to marry her.

But that's still a long way off. Who knows which damned bastard will end up marrying the landlady? Marrying the landlady is a blessing earned over several lifetimes.

Chen Ming's expression was somewhat sinister. The thought of this kind of thing made him feel like his own daughter was being taken advantage of by a pig... even though he hadn't even officially started dating a girlfriend yet.

There is still someone in mind, but we can't rush things.

Forget about all this nonsense, let's go back and check. It seems no fight has broken out.

Chen Ming walked back to his residence.

……

……

Upon returning to the room, they found no evidence of a fight between the two individuals.

Lucifer sat on the sofa watching videos on his phone. He was somewhat interested, but more than that, he was using it to gain some common sense and understand the changes in human society.

Humans are short-lived creatures, and each generation brings changes, both good and bad. Understanding these changes helps us navigate this world more effectively.

Miss Sword Fairy was still sitting at the dining table, her lips pursed, and she seemed to have a few drops of cold sweat on her face.

Seeing Chen Ming return, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said—

"You, you're back..."

"Hmm, what's wrong? You're sweating so much, are you hot? Why don't you go and use the fan?"

Seeing that the Sword Fairy was covered in sweat, Chen Ming asked with concern.

The Sword Immortal twitched her lips, looked at Lucifer beside the fan, and said—

"I don't need it..."

As Chen Ming passed by, she grabbed his arm. Chen Ming looked down at her, seemingly relieved. Was she clinging to him like a lifeline?

Chen Ming was clearly Lucifer's accomplice, and it was he who told Lucifer to prepare to mess with Miss Sword Fairy.

But why does she look so dependent on me now?

Could it be that things have already progressed to that point...?

His brow twitched as he looked at Lucifer.

Lucifer waved his hand and said—

"Don't worry, she's still mentally sound. She's clinging to you now probably because you were the first person she saw after the ordeal, so she has a good impression of you. Also, I'm a bigger threat, so she's leaning towards you?"

"Stockholm syndrome? Suspension bridge effect?"

Chen Ming looked down at the pretty girl and his lips twitched. It seemed that she had unknowingly or her mind had become somewhat distorted.

The Sword Fairy was also taken aback. After hearing Lucifer's explanation, she began to feel a bit resistant to this inexplicable sense of dependence.

But if he let go, he was indeed afraid of Lucifer, and his expression became very conflicted.

Chen Ming smiled wryly and said—

"Alright, Miss Dongyi, we won't hurt you, so please don't worry."

"...You guys? So you were all in cahoots after all."

Dong Yi said somewhat aggrievedly—

"Bullying people."

"Well... I'm really sorry."

Chen Ming sincerely apologized.

The Sword Immortal looked at the two of them, shrugged, and said—

"What are you planning to do to me? I'm warning you, I have a bunch of classmates and friends backing me up..."

"Ok?"

Lucifer frowned.

Dong's imposing manner immediately subsided, and he said—

"I hope you will be lenient..."

humble.

So, what should we do with Miss Sword Fairy? The suggestion to turn her into a dog is out of the question, so…

Chen Ming stroked his chin.

Chapter 25 Marrying Chen Ming?

Actually, there is not much information about Miss Sword Fairy. Chen Ming doesn't understand what the organization behind her does, so it's hard for him to judge the situation.

In any case, he felt that the little girl sitting obediently in front of him couldn't be a bad person.

Chen Ming said—

"We won't hurt you. Look, I'm even treating you to a meal. I'm a good person."

Looking at his innocent expression, the Sword Fairy believed that he was just an ordinary person. But why would he live with such a monster?

Don't you have nightmares at night?

Chen Ming looked at her, who seemed to want to speak but dared not, and exchanged a glance with Lucifer.

Lucifer, seeing his expression, his red eyes revealing understanding, said in perfect unison—

"You guys chat, I'm going to take a shower first."

As Lucifer spoke, she went into the room, took out the plaid pajamas Chen Ming had bought for her, and went into the bathroom. Before closing the door, she glanced at the Sword Immortal with a somewhat cold look and said—