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

"Miss Lucifer, would you like some late-night snacks?"

"……No."

Lucifer was still somewhat polite.

Chen Ming looked at her expression, stroked his chin, and said—

"Actually, I want to eat, I'm a little hungry, but Lucifer, I feel bad eating alone if you don't eat."

Since things had come to this point, Lucifer couldn't refuse. She glanced at him, then lowered her head slightly and said—

"Thank you."

Chen Ming smiled and said—

"Don't be so polite. You saved my life. I still owe you. You're my creditor."

"..."

They were even before, but now he's inexplicably a creditor. Lucifer shook his head, having given up trying to understand this person's way of thinking.

Chen Ming had some homemade dumplings in the refrigerator. He took them out, put them in a steamer, turned on the heat, and then made a plate of dipping sauce.

Steamed dumplings are the simplest and most convenient way to cook them. They don't fall apart as easily as boiled dumplings, and you don't need to make a soup base.

Since the filling is pre-cooked, it can be eaten in no more than ten minutes of steaming. It is a habit of Chen Ming's family to pre-cook the filling until it is half-cooked. This way, the filling can be sautéed to make it fragrant, and there is no need to worry about it being undercooked when steaming.

But if anyone argues that it's not authentic or has lost its soul... Chen Ming says, as long as it tastes good, that's all that matters.

Customers gave it rave reviews, and it sold out incredibly fast.

He once thought he owned a dumpling shop.

"Here it comes..."

Wearing heat-resistant gloves, Chen Ming brought out the dumplings and placed them on the table.

Lucifer sniffed the white steam emanating from the steam with his small nose. A rich aroma wafted over, and his stomach rumbled again, much to his dismay.

goo goo...

She clutched her stomach and lowered her head.

Chen Ming laughed, pretending not to know anything, and ran back to the kitchen, saying—

"The sauce is ready too. You eat first, and I'll steam another pot."

Lucifer watched as he put another pot of sauce into the steamer. Then he took out the sauce, brought out bowls and chopsticks, filled a bowl for Lucifer, and poured the sauce over him with a spoon.

Smiling, she said to her—

"Want to try it?"

"Ah."

Lucifer poked one with his chopsticks, watched the sauce slide off, blew on it twice, and then took a bite.

"……tasty."

Seeing Lucifer's delighted expression, Chen Ming's pride as a chef was greatly satisfied, and he happily took out a jar of red stuff from the refrigerator.

He said—

"You eat first, and I'll heat up some of my homemade chili sauce for you. It's delicious with oyster sauce."

Some people wanted to buy chili sauce directly from him, but he didn't sell it. He already had enough in his own shop and didn't have any extra to sell; this was for his own consumption.

He mixed the slightly warmed chili sauce with oyster sauce and placed it in front of Lucifer.

Lucifer tried the taste and his eyes widened slightly. He dipped each dumpling in chili sauce.

She had already eaten a bowl, and it seemed she was really starving, but you couldn't tell at all; she hadn't said a word.

Silly child.

Chen Ming poured her another bowl, then poured one for himself, saying—

"Just say you're hungry, don't be shy."

"……Um."

Lucifer unconsciously revealed a happy expression. This usually calm person seemed to have let down his guard now, and he smiled slightly.

He also picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

It's been a while since I've eaten with anyone. There are definitely various inconveniences when you're out working hard on your own. It feels really nice to have someone to eat with and chat with.

It reminded him of when he was a child, when he and his sister would stay home together, and he would make a big pot of dumplings, and the two of them would keep each other company...

"what……"

He suddenly thought of something.

Lucifer looked at him and asked—

"what happened?"

"Um...should I let my sister know I'm safe...?"

Anyway, he wouldn't dare tell his parents. He's already broken ties with them, and if they found out he almost got into a car accident... he can't even imagine what would happen.

But it's also troublesome to let my sister know I'm safe...

He looked at Lucifer.

She blinked and tilted her head at him.

Should I tell my sister about Lucifer? But would she believe me if I told her something so bizarre? Although she would probably believe him unconditionally…

But Chen Ming subconsciously felt that something was amiss.

I don't really want my sister to know about Lucifer...

Chapter 7: Lucifer is the creditor, keep a close eye on him!

Eating too many dumplings can get a bit greasy, so Chen Ming poured Lucifer a glass of soda and placed it in front of her.

"Well……"

Lucifer ate too fast and burped several times. She felt that her image was about to be ruined, and she felt a little helpless.

Looking at the bubbly drink beside her, she asked—

"What is this? Is it wine?"

"Do you want to drink alcohol? But this isn't. I don't drink alcohol; this is cola."

Although Chen Ming had drunk alcohol when he went out with his classmates before, he didn't like it. He preferred to drink Coke or Sprite if available.

It seems like not many people in his year like to drink, and very few smoke either. I wonder if this was the case for college students in the past.

Lucifer held the cup in both hands and sniffed the liquid inside, but couldn't smell anything.

He watched Lucifer's actions, and found them utterly adorable. He glanced at the glass in her red eyes a few times, then, without much hesitation, took a sip.

"So sweet."

Lucifer was holding the cup.

tons tons tons...

I finished the glass in no time, and even felt a little unsatisfied.

He asked with a smile—

"Want more?"

"Ah."

Lucifer nodded; there was no need to be too polite now.

He poured her another glass and then put the whole bottle on the table. Then he started clearing the table, putting away all the used utensils.

I took out a rag to wipe the table, then went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

When he returned, he saw that a large bottle of Coke was empty.

"Hey?"

That's such a big bottle, just this big, it was just here a moment ago... His gaze fell on Lucifer, who turned his head away.

After thinking for a moment, he turned back and said—

"I accidentally drank it all."

"It's okay, just drink it. Remember to brush your teeth later, or you'll get cavities."

He thought for a moment, hesitated, but still said—

"Um, I didn't mean anything by it. You're so dirty, do you want to take a shower first?"

"……bath?"

Lucifer looked at him with his red eyes.

He waved his hand and said—

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just... want to feel more comfortable and sleep better after a shower."

"sleep?"

"No... I, um... Ahhh!"

Why does it feel like the more he tries to explain, the more confusing it gets? Chen Ming's brain is about to shut down.

Lucifer tilted her head. Why was the person opposite her suddenly panicking? She just felt that she had been here for a long time, and... something felt a little strange.

"...Do you want me to stay here overnight?"

"Um, do you have anywhere else to go?"

Chen Ming scratched his head and said—

"Even if you have somewhere else to go, you can rest here for the night. It's so late."

He was very warm and hospitable.