How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

The silver-haired loli in front of the counter withdrew her gaze, but just as she was about to leave, a crisp voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"Want to eat?"

The silver-haired loli looked at the shaved ice handed to her, then raised her head to look at the two children in front of her who were about her age. Their cute faces seemed to have reminded her of something, and she couldn't help but tilt her head.

She was clearly confused by the situation.

Yiwen followed with a pouty look on his face, "This is a gift from An An, accept it with tears of gratitude, and wish An An and I a long life... ah."

Yiwen was knocked before he could finish his words. I coughed and said, "I've seen it in other places before, and judging from your expression, you must be craving for it."

Seeing that the other person was still staring at me silently, and considering that the clerk had called me for a long time but there was no response, I seemed to understand something, "Don't you know how to say..."

I didn't expect that before I could finish my words, the girl opposite me spoke.

"Thank you, but this dessert is soulless."

The tone is flat and the words are clear. Although the pronunciation is still a little bit not standard, it is already considered very qualified.

Even though I thought I would be rejected, I never thought it would be for such a nonsensical reason.

Ivan next to him couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by soulless?"

“There is no intention behind it. It is simply to cater to the tastes of the group, and the value is defined by fixed numbers. They are all the same, like products on an assembly line. There is no point in tasting them at all.”

After hearing the long speech, Yiwen and I were both stunned and felt it was so impressive. Even the clerks at the counter had complicated expressions. They wanted to refute but found themselves at a loss for words.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, I couldn't help but cough a little, but I also roughly understood what the other party meant, "Do you want the kind of dessert you make yourself?"

"I can't do it." The silver-haired loli answered honestly without refuting. It seemed that her guess was almost correct.

"I can teach you. Do you want to go to my house?" I asked hesitantly, and Ivan next to me immediately gave me a strange look.

"Will you do it?"

“Shaved ice is pretty simple.”

So I inexplicably lured a mixed-blood loli home. Even if Yiwen wanted to complain, when she heard that I would do it for her, although she still had some resentment, it had mostly subsided.

Through asking, I also learned the other person's name, Cecilia, and she had just come here to study for some reason.

"Will it be inconvenient for you to live alone?"

"No, I feel fine."

After listening to the other party's description, I couldn't help but feel a little sad that children nowadays are so mature. In the past, I could never imagine how a person would live abroad.

As I thought about this, I could also feel the other person's gaze from time to time, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"No, I just think you're cute." Cecilia said.

Before I could react, Yiwen, who was already somewhat hostile to him, got angry first and hugged my arm tightly, showing the alert look of a little tiger protecting its food. "As expected, you have bad intentions, but An An belongs to someone else, so I won't give her to you."

But Cecilia said again, "You are cute too."

Is it just an ordinary compliment?

That’s what I thought.

However, a certain loli with twin ponytails seemed to have a different train of thought. "You scumbag, you actually want to start a harem? Give up. I'm devoted to An An and even gave my first kiss to An An... ah."

"Didn't you, a jerk, start it first?"

I gritted my teeth and pulled my hand back.

It turns out that it is necessary to develop a conditioned reflex of "being prepared to beat someone up before he opens his mouth". If I have violent tendencies in the future, no matter how I think about it, it will be this guy's fault.

Although the process was a bit troublesome, they finally took the elevator all the way to the 21st floor where their new home was located. After asking Yuwen to take out some ice cubes from her refrigerator, they heard a sound coming from the side.

"Do you all live on the same floor?"

Cecilia looked a little strange.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"No wonder they became friends."

"No, I moved here later," I explained. "I didn't know she lived here before."

"What a coincidence."

I thought he was talking about the fact that Ivan and I were neighbors, so I nodded and said, "It is true."

However, the other party did not seem to intend to continue the topic. He looked around and turned to look at me from time to time.

strange child.

I complained silently, but then I thought that I might also be evaluated in the same way in the eyes of the other party. After all, it would be strange to invite someone you met for the first time to your home.

Although the situation was similar when I first met Yiwen, not to mention the series of wrong consequences that followed, in the final analysis it all came down to my being too nosy.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last too long. Soon, Yiwen came running over with a small box of ice cubes. But when he came to me, he glanced at Cecilia warily.

"An An, this guy didn't seduce you when he was not around, did he?"

"…Don't assume that others think the same way as you do."

As I opened the door to my new home, I announced, "Let me make it clear first, if we want to have shaved ice, you two have to help with something."

"Okay." Ivan raised his hand happily.

"Yeah." Cecilia also nodded.

After getting the answer and putting the cold drinks in the refrigerator, I directed the two little ones behind me, "Then Yiwen, you and Cecilia go peel the mangoes together. Three will be enough."

"receive."

As if wanting to show off, Ivan took out the mangoes he had bought in the afternoon from the refrigerator, held two of them in his arms, and gave the remaining one to Cecilia next to him.

I took the small box of ice cubes that Yuwen brought and put a dozen ice cubes into the ice shaver. I had previously complained that the ice shaver my aunt bought might be left idle, but I didn't expect that it would be used now.

After crushing about three boxes of ice cubes, Ivan and Cecilia washed and peeled the mangoes.

"Yivin, go and prepare the sugar water. Cecilia, use the mold over there to grind the strawberries in the refrigerator into powder. There are about 20 of them. Then mix the sugar water and strawberry powder together and put them in the freezer to freeze. I'll cut the mango into pieces."

I originally thought that cutting fruit would be a little dangerous for both of us, so I took the initiative to take over this task, but I didn't expect that I didn't find any knives in the kitchen.

"My aunt didn't seem to buy any. Yiwen, do you have a fruit knife at home?"

I was just about to tell Ivan something, but Cecilia spoke up.

"How about a saber?"

"That's fine." I thought it was a multifunctional folding knife, but when I turned around, I saw a real military knife on the chopping board.

Ivan, who was standing next to him, took a closer look and realized it wasn't a toy or made of plastic. "It's really a saber. So cool."

I was not as calm as Yiwen. I looked at Cecilia blankly and said, "You always carry this kind of thing with you when you go out..."

"Is there any problem?" Cecilia looked confused, as if she was not aware of the seriousness of the problem at all.

"It's okay...try not to take it out in public next time."

I comforted myself that maybe the laws abroad are a little more open.

Chapter 119 This Loli is Not Too Cold

In the end, I let Cecilia cut the mango into pieces with the saber. After all, just looking at the shiny blade made me feel a chill on my back. In addition, the other party seemed to be very skilled in using the saber, as if she was used to it.

This made me wonder what kind of extraordinary education this child had received, but fortunately, nothing else happened afterwards that would frighten my young heart.

Put the chopped mango into a crystal glass, add crushed ice, top it with strawberry velvet mixed with sugar water taken out of the refrigerator, and finally pour condensed milk and a little syrup on it.

A cup of strawberry mango shaved ice is freshly made.

After making the second cup in the same way, I brought the two cups of shaved ice to the two people who were waiting at the table.

"Okay, try it."

"An An doesn't want to eat?"

"There's shaved ice in the refrigerator that we bought from the store." I shrugged. As a thrifty child, I couldn't waste it.

"It's okay, I can share it with An An. Come on, ah~" Yuwen said, wanting to feed me the shaved ice in the cup with a spoon.

I stuffed it back into her mouth in dismay, then looked at Cecilia and found that she didn't move.

"What's wrong? Still... without a soul?" I hesitated for a moment and asked a question that seemed a bit childish.

"No, it's a very lovely soul."

Cecilia looked at the ordinary shaved ice in front of her very seriously. "This cute dessert made by a cute girl can be called a perfect work of art."

After hearing that high evaluation, I couldn't help but feel shy.

"Well... it's not that great..."

Cecilia did not respond, but clasped her hands together and said seriously, "My father taught me that I must be grateful before eating such a work of art. What can I do for you?"

His solemn look gave me the illusion that I was facing a devout believer.

"Don't be so polite... It's just ordinary shaved ice, and you helped me before."

"It's just that the preparation beforehand is simply incomparable. If I don't do this, I won't be able to rest easy."

Yiwen, who was chewing his spoon, suddenly said, "An'an, aren't we going to put up wallpaper as well?"

I thought about it and thought it was feasible. "Then let Cecilia come and help put up the wallpaper in the room."

"I understand."

Cecilia nodded, then picked up the spoon, carefully scooped a spoonful of shaved ice and put it into her mouth.

"How is it?" I felt a little nervous for some reason.

"It melts in your mouth. The aroma of mango and strawberry is like rain water kneaded into dry soil, activating every bit of taste buds. The sweetness of condensed milk is like the seagull described by the great writer falling into the embrace of the icy sea..."

Cecilia expressed her thoughts in one breath, and her eloquent voice did not sound like she was reviewing food, but more like she was writing a beautiful essay.

Although there was not much expression, the bright color in those wine-red eyes made that originally very delicate face glow with a different kind of brilliance, leaving no doubt about the sincerity in it.

Are you really new here?

I was immediately frightened.

Although Yiwen beside him was also a little stunned, he was inexplicably jealous and pouted, "Tsk, this is nothing, An An even made a birthday cake for me."

"...Really?" Cecilia couldn't help but slow down her movements.

Before I could react, I subconsciously replied, "A little bit."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Cecilia's wine-red eyes shone with an even warmer light than before, and she suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Dear dessert master, please allow me to follow you."

Ivan, who was standing next to me, reacted before me. He quickly pulled away Loris's hand and hugged my arm tightly. "I'm warning you, don't even think about doing anything to An An."

Cecilia did not look angry. "I'm sorry, I overstepped my bounds. I really shouldn't have done such an impolite thing just now, but please believe that I respect the master."

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, if you want to join the Anshen Sect, you must remember that he is the deputy leader. You can only be a protector or something like that."

"I see. After joining, I can follow the master?"

"Of course, but first of all, I want to make it clear that you cannot be disrespectful to the deputy leader, the leader, and the gods."

What the hell is this.

Seeing that the discussion on the other side seemed to be heading towards the development of an illegal religious organization, I gently tapped Ivan's head to stop his chattering. "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. If you want to be friends, I'd be happy to do so. So don't use that name. It sounds awkward."

"Friends..."

Cecilia looked as if she was thinking.

Seeing this, Yiwen forgot the pain as if his wound had healed and jumped out.

"Yes, friendship is also a form of development of the Anshen Religion, but you have to remember that An'an and I are more noble lovers than this... Uh ah, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..."

Before he could finish his words, I cross-locked him.

Cecilia watched all this from the side, looking thoughtful, "Is this a way for the church to express friendship?"

"No, it's just a joke between friends."

In order to avoid further misunderstanding, I quickly let go of the troublemaker and coughed to change the subject. "By the way, Cecilia, where are your parents? Why did they let you come here alone?"

"Because I'm busy collecting debts."