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

"Isn't this supposed to be a bakery? 'Siblings Bakery,' it should make pancakes or something, right? It doesn't look like a cake shop either, and it probably doesn't make cookies, right? I don't want cookies, I want something to fill my stomach."

"……okay, I get it."

Chen Ming looked up at the sky, and for some reason, a deep sense of emotion welled up within him. It was as if a lost traveler had suddenly found his way.

The girl in black sat down and looked around. She saw two white-haired, red-eyed girls resting nearby and was slightly taken aback.

In this country, white hair and red eyes must be quite rare, right?

It doesn't look like he's sick.

Lucifer's red eyes turned and met her gaze. The girl in black nodded politely and then looked away.

Chen Ming quickly made a rolled pancake.

He placed it in front of the girl in black, then glanced at the motorcycle outside and asked—

"What kind of car is that? It looks really cool, it must have been expensive."

He didn't know much about cars, but he felt they must be very expensive, and he really wanted to ride one for a spin.

The girl in black picked up the pancake, took a bite, and casually said—

"I don't know. I made it myself. I asked a girl to help me forge it and then assemble it."

"Hey?"

Chen Ming hadn't expected this answer. Motorcycles could be made by oneself? And what did forging mean? Chen Ming was a little confused.

And can a motorcycle you make yourself be driven on the road?

The girl in black seemed to be in a hurry; she grabbed a few bites of the pancake, paid, picked it up, and walked out the door, saying—

"It's pretty good, I'm leaving now."

"it is good."

Chen Ming watched as she ate the biscuit, got on her motorcycle, and drove off.

Lucifer watched her leave before speaking—

"That person just now..."

"The car is cool."

"..."

So all you remember is how cool the car was? Lucifer felt a little weak and said helplessly—

"That person looks like a witch."

"what?"

"Witch."

Upon hearing Lucifer's words, the first image that came to Chen Ming's mind was that of an old woman wearing a tattered black robe and a pointed cap.

However, having been exposed to so many comics and novels, she also has the impression of being a young and beautiful woman.

I wasn't that scared.

After all, he has two demons by his side, and they get along just fine, don't they? Legends are legends, but you have to witness them with your own eyes to get the right perspective.

Cerberus looked up, thought for a moment, and said—

"Is he working for that dark, gloomy guy in hell?"

"A dark-skinned thing?"

Chen Ming didn't understand what Cerberus was talking about, and Cerberus didn't know how to explain either, so he scratched his head and said—

"It's just a dark-colored thing..."

Lucifer looked at Cerberus and said—

"That was a long time ago, wasn't it? Aren't those guys following someone else now?"

"I don't know."

Cerberus shook his head, and Lucifer tilted her head and thought for a moment, not quite sure about her memories, after all, she didn't care much about such trivial matters.

But it also feels like something has been forgotten...

Chen Ming had never heard them talk about hell before, but now his curiosity was piqued, and he asked—

What is hell like?

"Very dark, very red... That's it."

Cerberus's answer was simple.

Lucifer looked at his bewildered expression and smiled, saying—

"Hell isn't as bustling as here. It's quite empty, but the lighting is poor, and the ground is bright red."

"And it's so lifeless, not fun at all."

Cerberus licked the bottom of the bowl, ate the last grain of rice, looked at Chen Ming and smiled happily, revealing his cute little canine teeth, and said—

"Master, this place is the best! I love you the most, Master!"

She was about to lean in and lick his face when Chen Ming quickly pushed her away and said—

"Your mouth is all greasy, don't come any closer!"

"Hmm...what does it matter...what does it matter..."

Chen Ming could tell that life in hell wasn't good, and then he had a question, so he said—

"Since the environment there is so terrible, why doesn't anyone run away?"

"Yes, Cerberus and I came out, didn't we? Some people are willing to come out, but..."

Lucifer frowned and said—

"Most people, how should I put it... would rather stay in that place and eke out a living than come out into the real world... as if they're afraid of something..."

Scared?

Chen Ming raised an eyebrow. What would the demons be afraid of?

Chapter 75 Stealing Her Clothes

What kind of girl is Chen Ming's ideal?

First of all, although I might get criticized, I still hope to be good-looking; appearance is definitely a very important factor.

He doesn't need to worry too much about which aspect is better; he doesn't care whether it's a cute girl or a mature woman.

Then comes a good personality. If you're beautiful, a bad personality is a waste. Love at first sight depends on looks, but a lasting relationship depends on personality.

An ideal wife is one who is sensible, filial, and capable of being a good helpmate.

Do girls like that really exist nowadays?

Among the people Chen Ming encountered, his sister was one, and then there was a demon...

No, he should be referred to as an angel sent to him by heaven.

He was washing dishes, watching Lucifer beside him, with his otherworldly face and perfect figure, bending over to clean.

Lucifer is so wonderful; she's elegant in public, skilled in the kitchen, and now she's helping him at work, a pillar of support for him.

She gradually seeped into every aspect of his life, her presence felt in every corner.

Chen Ming smiled slightly, put the bowl aside, and said—

"Speaking of which, today is Qixi Festival."

"Qixi Festival?"

Lucifer glanced at him. Wearing an apron and a hood, she slightly concealed her stunning beauty, which was now tainted by the mundane world.

Chen Ming said—

"Qixi Festival, also known as the Double Seventh Festival, is said to be the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet. It is also a day for praying for blessings and has some beautiful meanings, such as love and pregnancy."

Who are the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?

"The Cowherd is a mortal, and the Weaver Girl is a fairy in heaven... Hmm, actually, when I think about it, their story is a bit strange."

Chen Ming paused slightly, unsure whether to continue. Lucifer, her appetite piqued, was now urging him on, saying—

"What's so strange about it?"

"Well, the reason why the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met was because the Cowherd spied on the Weaver Girl and her sisters taking a bath."

"Peeping?"

Lucifer's eyes widened slightly, as if there was something wrong with this gigolo.

Chen Ming continued with a smile—

"Yeah, he saw all the girls naked, and then he picked the prettiest one and stole her clothes that she had left on the shore."

"Stealing clothes? Why?"

Lucifer was increasingly convinced that this gigolo was some kind of pervert, but she didn't want to make any rash judgments, so she decided to listen to what he had to say first.

Chen Ming said—

"He stole the Weaver Girl's clothes, preventing her from returning to heaven, and the Cowherd took the opportunity to make her marry him. This behavior seems quite despicable and lewd from today's perspective, but it is not right to criticize it with the eyes of later generations."

He started by saying that he was just joking, and then continued—

"Then the two of them lived happily ever after. Although it felt a little strange, they even had a child, so it was a happy family."

"But the Weaver Girl's parents disagreed and forcibly separated the two, leaving only a few children for the mortals on earth. Every year on Qixi Festival, magpies can cross the Milky Way to build a bridge so that they can meet once."

"Of course, some people say that a day in heaven is a year on earth. In reality, the Queen Mother... who is also the mother of the Weaver Girl, is quite fond of her own child. She allows them to meet every day. The only one who suffers is the Cowherd who used tricks to marry the fairy. It's a kind of punishment."

Lucifer listened quietly to his story, as if the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were truly meeting in heaven. She smiled slightly and said—

"That's a really interesting story."

“I think so too, and I have a bold idea.”