I will never give in to Miss Death

……

After spending more than two hours barely writing two chapters and answering questions in the group about the new website and new book, I stood up from my computer chair and stretched.

"Ugh..."

This soft moan made even I feel a little hot on my face.

Too young?!

Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise that roar just now... would probably be more lethal to humans than the "Dragon's Roar" in the magical world.

I glanced at the computer time, it was four fifty.

It's time to buy groceries.

In this city, people who work a little bit more "welfare" have to get off work at five at the earliest. Then they have to spend ten minutes packing up their documents and going downstairs, ten minutes to get their car, and ten minutes to go home. They definitely won't get to the vegetable market that early, not to mention that most people get off work at six or even later...

Let me think about making some soup today using the fish we ate yesterday.

Go to the vegetable market first. If the chicken is good today, make chicken soup. If there is winter melon, make pork rib soup.

One serving of soup and some stir-fried vegetables will be enough for you to finish. If you can't finish it, you can use the soup base to cook noodles tomorrow.

After washing the rice and putting it into the rice cooker to start cooking, I took my phone and keys and walked out of the house.

……

"Hey, sister, are you here to buy groceries again today?"

What made me laugh and cry was that the uncles and aunts in the vegetable market seemed to have recognized me. When they saw me coming in, they greeted me from a distance: "What did your mother ask you to buy today?"

"just looking around."

After casually dealing with these old men and women, I walked towards the vegetable area and took a walk around it.

Hey, there are these little white mushrooms today.

At the last stall, my attention was drawn to a basket of white mushrooms.

Enoki mushrooms, pleurotus ostreatus, white button mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms... I have the impression that this vegetable stall has always sold mushrooms, but I didn't expect that they would be selling white button mushrooms today.

When it comes to stewing chicken soup, I personally prefer the one with small white mushrooms. Although stewing chicken with shiitake mushrooms is also delicious, there will be a taste in your mouth after eating it, which lasts for a long time and is a bit uncomfortable. I don’t like it very much.

In comparison, the small white mushrooms are always the best, with a sweet taste, and the chicken soup is also very fragrant.

Hmm... In addition to mushrooms, this store also sells sweet potato leaves. Let's eat these two tonight.

After selecting a small portion of sweet potato leaves and asking the store owner for a small chili pepper, I bought some white mushrooms and pickled bamboo shoots for seasoning. Then I went straight to the "local chicken store" that I used to frequent and bought half a chicken.

"I want this side, cut into pieces, thank you."

"Is this enough? 12 yuan."

"12 yuan, scan it with Alipay."

"it is good."

"Is this all you need to buy, sister? Is it enough for the whole family?"

"That's enough, that's enough..."

Facing the gazes of a bunch of people around me, I carried two small bags of food out of the market.

Kamijima City is a southern city, and buying vegetables here is more flexible. For example, you can only take half of a garlic clove, or one or two scallions, or even buy enough vegetables from the stall owner and ask him to give you one for free. You can buy as much vegetables as you want, and everyone does the business of a few cents. When buying chicken or fish, you can ask the stall owner to help you process it, kill it, remove the internal organs, and cut it into pieces. I heard that in some northern cities, scallions are sold in bundles. If you say you only want a small handful to use as seasoning, the stall owner will think you are causing trouble...

When I got home, I put the rice in a bowl, washed the chicken, cut the small white mushrooms into small pieces, washed them and put them in the rice cooker together, added a small amount of salt, covered the pot and set it to cook soup. While waiting for the chicken soup to cook, I chopped the small pepper that the stall owner gave me, turned on the induction cooker and poured in oil, and put the pepper and sour bamboo shoots into the pot to stir-fry. When I saw that the time was almost up, I poured in the sweet potato leaves, and with my little hands, I struggled to flip the leaves quickly with a spatula.

After a while, the dried peppers, pickled bamboo shoots and sweet potato leaves were out of the oven. I wiped the sweat off my head, put the prepared dishes on a plate, and glanced at the time on the rice cooker - there was more than an hour left.

Ah... I only took a nap on the bus at noon and didn’t get enough sleep. Now I can take this opportunity to take a break.

After a good sleep, the chicken soup is almost ready, so I have a delicious dinner with it. Perfect!

"Well……"

Back in the living room, I turned off the fluorescent light, lay down on the sofa, took a small blanket to cover my body, and closed my eyes.

I used to catch up on sleep like this a lot, but at that time, my body couldn’t fit on the entire sofa, and after waking up, my legs would either be numb or my neck would hurt. Now I have become a little girl, and I can sleep on the sofa with my legs stretched out without any problem.

"..."

……

In my hazy consciousness, I smelled the aroma of chicken soup.

It should be...almost done, right?

Take another nap.

"..."

……

During my light sleep, I seemed to have had that strange dream again -

【Are you alone? 】

【Um……】

【Does it hurt? 】

[A bit. 】

[Just be patient, hold my hand, and we'll be out soon. ]

……

Dark night, fire, stars.

Ruins, flames, and black earth.

It was a very strange world to me.

"..."

……

"I can't tell, you have a lot of friends on the Internet."

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes, I smelled the rich aroma of chicken soup and heard a familiar voice.

A girl.

Specifically, it was the Grim Reaper girl who was wearing a Grim Reaper uniform, a hood on her head, her legs wrapped in black stockings, and staring at him with a cold expression on her face...

"woke up?"

Sitting on the armrest next to the sofa, the Death Girl gestured at the chicken soup in her hand as I looked at her in confusion.

“You’re a good cook.”

"..."

……

No. 037 Is the Grim Reaper so great?

and many more!

When I saw the Death Girl next to me, I was instantly awakened from my sleep. I threw off the towel blanket on my body and couldn't help but shrink to the other end of the sofa to distance myself from her.

"you you you……"

Carefully observing the girl in front of me, I looked around the rental house and confirmed that there was nothing unusual around me before asking in a trembling voice, "Why are you here?"

Isn't today Friday?

Even if yesterday is counted as one day and today is counted as one day, it still hasn’t reached the “three days later” agreed with this guy, right?

So what is she doing here?

For business? I died again?

Isn't it said that this body has the attribute of immortality?

Or... he spent 9,999 years of magic power to turn me into this, and now he's regretting it after he's gone back and getting angrier and angrier? He's planning to take back this little girl's body and send me straight to hell?

"Why can't I be here?"

Facing my doubts, the Death Girl leisurely scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon, took a sip with enjoyment, and squinted her eyes: "The salt is just right, the flavors of chicken and mushrooms are perfectly combined, and there are no messy seasonings. This soup is almost like the work of a chef."

“You…Aaaaaaah!”

It was not until then that I noticed the chicken soup in the other person's hand. Without caring about questions like "Why did the Grim Reaper appear in my home again", I jumped off the sofa and ran straight to the kitchen.

Move a small stool over, step on it, and stand on tiptoe to check the rice cooker.

Gone.

The chicken soup I cooked only had a little bit of soup base and a small piece of chicken feet left. The amount of soup was probably not enough to fill a small bowl, let alone be used as soup base for cooking noodles...

"what have you been doing!"

Realizing what had happened, I turned around and said in dissatisfaction, "I worked so hard... to go to the vegetable market and waited for more than an hour... why did you..."

I made this chicken soup according to the appetite of a little girl. I specifically found the smallest chicken at the market and bought half of it. It is just the right amount for me to eat alone.

In the end, they were all eaten by this guy!

"Oh, sorry, sorry. I wanted to come and see how you're adapting to your new body, but I didn't expect the chicken soup you cooked was so tempting that I couldn't help but eat some."

The Death Girl took off the hood from behind, revealing her beautiful hair: "How does it feel to be a little Lolita?"

"No!"

I glared at her. "Besides, didn't you say you'd come over in three days? It's only the second day!"

"There are usually five or six of the Four Heavenly Kings."

The Death Girl had a look on her face that said "you little idiot" and said, "Why can't I come to see you earlier? I did say I would come in three days, but I never said I would not come within these three days."

Are you trying to mislead me by only saying half of what you said in Kewpie's language?!

This isn't the Grim Reaper, is it? This is definitely the Devil, right?

"Okay, okay, you are free to come whenever you want, but Miss Death..."

I acted impatient and said, "Next time when you come over, please... knock on the door a little, or make some loud noises to give me a hint. Even if you are used to running to other people's homes without making any noise, could you... not eat other people's dinner casually? It will give me a headache if you do that. I only cooked one person's portion, and if you eat mine, I will be hungry tonight."

Does the god of death need to eat? Or is this just a simple prank?

If she really wants to eat, with her ability to open a time-space gate and travel around the world...can't she just go to any hotel kitchen and eat whatever she wants?

"I told you, I came here today just to see how you've adapted to your new body, and to try the chicken soup you made."

The Death Girl jumped down from the armrest of the sofa, walked in front of me, and handed me the small bowl in her hand: "Here, there are still quite a few."

I glanced at the chicken and mushrooms in the bowl: "You've had it all..."

"What? Are you dissatisfied with what I've eaten?"

"Not really..."

I hesitated for a moment, but finally took the bowl of soup.

Well, my current body was created by this guy anyway, so indirect kissing and such...it doesn't matter.

It's better than nothing.

It's already past seven o'clock, if not eight. Even if there are shops open at the vegetable market, there won't be any fresh ingredients for sale. If I don't like this soup, I'll either order takeout or go hungry.

As for takeout... it's not something that poor people like me can afford for now.

"So what do you want to do by coming here today?"

I poured the chicken soup that I had brought back from the hands of death into the soup bowl on the side and mixed it with the remaining soup base in the rice cooker. I picked up the chopsticks, returned to the cushion in the middle of the living room, and sat down in the duck-like posture as usual.

"Do you regret it? Are you going to send me back to hell?"

"Huh? Why do you think so?"

The Death Girl turned her head and said, "Why should I send you to hell?"

"because……"