I will never give in to Miss Death

I felt like my heart skipped a beat when I heard this: "Why did the Black Dragon Princess come here?"

"Because I told her about the situation here before I came here, and she was the only one who knew that I would come to Earth."

Yin Xiamo seemed to recall something from the past: "So many years have passed. With her personality and abilities, maybe she will really build a passage to Earth and come here."

"Then she..."

I instantly felt the hair on my head drooping. “Does she know that you turned the former hero into this?”

"Don't know yet."

Yin Xiamo looked like she was watching a good show: "So I'm looking forward to the scene when she meets you."

"you……"

Before I could blame the girl in front of me, Yin Xiamo stretched out her arms and pulled me into her arms, then fell on the small bed beside her.

"Don't worry about her, Noel. Since it's bedtime, shouldn't we... um, do something fun?"

"It shouldn't be."

I fell on the bed and said aggrievedly: "You used force, you cheated."

The girl looked nonchalant: "Then Nuoer can also force me."

"I reject."

"Rejection is invalid!"

"Wait...don't be so violent...ah!"

"..."

……

【八月更新的字数截图 8月有31日应该加上后面的7400字大概是22万5000字的更新，九月我会继续加油的！

No. 194 Dreams, miracles and magic all exist

May 2022, 5, Thursday, sunny, with an average temperature of 30 degrees. It will be sunny for the next five days.

The cooling phenomenon in Kamihama City due to the approaching typhoon almost disappeared a few days ago, and the cool weather quickly returned to the summer heat.

According to the Meteorological Bureau, temperatures are expected to continue to rise over the next month, with some areas likely to see temperatures exceeding 40 degrees.

《Rare! The world has experienced once-in-a-century ultra-high temperature weather》

"During the hot weather, please citizens avoid the heat and relevant departments should do a good job in prevention"

Construction workers petition: Please stop reporting false high temperatures and stop reporting a temperature of 43 degrees as 39 degrees. Workers also need a break.

While working in the coffee shop these days, I occasionally took a break to surf the Internet and read the news. I switched the LCD TV in the lobby on the first floor to news mode, and almost all the news I saw was related to "high temperature".

Even in the Nannagi district, where greening measures are very well done and there are not many factories and high-density residential areas, sprinkler trucks can be seen on the streets.

Every day when I went to work with Yin Xiamo, even in the morning when the temperature was not very high, we could often see the sprinkler truck singing the birthday song as it sprayed clear water all the way through the old streets around us, wetting the road surface and bringing wisps of moisture to the green belts on the roadside that were drooping due to the baking.

"Umm..."

Because today is a day off, I didn’t set an alarm and slept until I woke up naturally.

I propped up my groggy head and sat up on the small bed. I checked the time on the phone next to the bed. It was already 9:10 in the morning.

Getting up at this time was almost unimaginable for me before.

When I wasn't sleeping with Yin Xiamo, I had to go to work in the coffee shop. That period was the busiest time in the coffee shop, and I had to arrive at 8 o'clock, so I could only get up at 7 o'clock at the latest, pack up simply, have breakfast, and leave.

Even on my days off, I could only sleep until eight o'clock at the latest before I would be woken up by the restless Yin Xiamo next to me. Or Yin Xiamo would wake up early and go to the living room alone to water and take care of her plants, then go downstairs to buy breakfast and try to steam and cook sweet potatoes, eggs, etc. If I didn't get up by half past eight, this guy would launch a "tickling attack", and no matter how soundly I slept, I could only open my eyes reluctantly.

After my life as a coffee shop maid became stable, I lived like this - I got off work around 8:30 in the evening, then went for a walk around the Minami Nagi Tower on the beach with Yin Xiamo, climbed up the tower to look at the sea and chat to relax. I usually got home around 9 o'clock, tidied myself up and took a shower until 9:30, took about two hours to write a novel, and went to bed at 11:30.

But even in bed, Yin Xiamo is usually not well-behaved. This guy is like an octopus. He bought a pillow but he doesn't hug me but me. Even after turning off the lights, he will hug me from behind for half an hour before he will calm down. If I accidentally feel it, we will usually "play" until after midnight before we rest.

In this case, I get up around seven o'clock the next day, and my sleep time is only less than seven hours at night. I go to the coffee shop and work intensively until two or three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, I will take a nap of about twenty to thirty minutes. In total, my sleep time for the day is just over seven hours.

If that is still not enough, or if there are too many customers that day, or if there are too many tasks and I need to help move things, which results in excessive physical exertion, after I finish my work at night, I will lie down on the massage chair and take a nap for ten minutes.

This time is enough for adults, but for me... it's just barely enough.

At least I have no problems mentally. Yin Xiamo also said that due to the different way of calculating time in the other world, people there generally sleep less than seven hours a day. Moreover, I have the genes of a cat girl in my body, and a cat's "sleep" is very metaphysical.

Most cats do not enter deep sleep. They will take a nap when they need to rest, and continue to move when they wake up. They will not sleep for seven or eight hours like humans. This "setting" is consistent with the habits of cats' ancestors. The reason why most cats use cat litter is because cats' ancestors came from the desert, a place where killers are lurking everywhere. The biggest feature of the desert is that things are very simple and there is sand everywhere. If there is a special smell, it will be easily tracked by hunters, such as animal feces.

Cats can also track prey based on the feces of small animals, such as rabbits and mice, so they have developed a habit of concealing their own scent no matter what.

The sense of smell is a very important perception for cats, even more important than vision. Most cats don’t mind being ugly, but they definitely mind being dirty.

Similarly, cats also hate to have other people's smell on them. For example, some girls like to spray perfume and put hand cream on their hands. If you touch a cat at this time, the cat will be very disgusted. If it has a bad temper, it will give you a claw, and if it has a better temper, it will helplessly watch you touch it, and then lick its fur silently to let the place that was touched be covered with its own scent again.

The smell is the only thing that matters. In a desert full of killers, if a cat sleeps too soundly it will easily be captured by its natural enemies. Therefore, they have also evolved a system that allows them to rest at any time, while their sense of smell and hearing are still at full power so they can escape at any time.

Yin Xiamo said, I have a similar system in my body. I can sleep like a normal person, and I can also take a short rest of ten minutes to recharge my energy when I feel sleepy.

By the way...why is Xiaomo so quiet today?

After stretching again in bed, I jumped off the cot as usual and put on slippers.

The bed in Elodie's room is good in every way except that it is a little too high for my current height. If I sit on the edge of the bed with my instep straight and my little feet hanging down, I can't reach the ground, so I usually jump to get out of bed.

With a "rustle", I pulled open the curtains of this small room.

Suddenly, a bright ray of sunlight shone in obliquely from outside, shining through the gaps in the window and casting bright spots on the ground.

I feel like I have completely adapted to this little body.

In the sunshine, I picked up the air conditioner remote control, found the off button with my little hand, and "tapped" it at the air conditioner above my head.

Before, this pair of little hands was very awkward whether typing on the keyboard or holding the mouse. It took me several days to get used to it. And then, this pair of short legs and extremely short stature made it inconvenient in every way. Now I’m almost used to it. Normally, when people call me "little sister", "little loli", "daughter", etc., I don’t feel like they are calling someone else.

I have waist-length hair behind me. Although it is very troublesome to take care of it during bathing and daily, I can't bear to cut it short because it is so beautiful. Gradually, I got used to spending a lot of time taking care of my hair every day, and got used to the soft feeling of having long hair draped over my back when I walk.

I feel like a lot of my weight has been taken away by my hair.

Just like those little lolis drawn by those dreamy-style painters, with small bodies and very long hair. With the gorgeous background, the long hair is scattered all over the ground like flowers.

Because my hair is obviously longer than my waist and even reaches my hips, if I don’t do anything with my hair, I will feel like a "little princess in a fairy tale" when I sit down, because some of my hair will fall directly to the ground.

Like a vase.

That's right, although I don't want to admit it, my role now is similar to that of a vase in most cases. I can only move some lighter objects in the coffee shop. If a customer orders a lot of things, like a whole plate of chicken plus a large bottle of Coke and a large serving of chicken soup, and the weight exceeds the limit, Chef Wang will not let me deliver it all and will have to deliver it in batches.

It’s only two days until June, and the royalties for my novel are about to be paid, and the wages from the coffee shop can also be settled.

I did some stretching exercises facing the sunlight outside the window, bent down to stretch my hands and waist, and restored my body, which had been numb from last night's blowjob by a certain Miss Death, to normal. I walked out of the room yawning.

If my calculations are correct, adding up the miscellaneous salaries from my main job and part-time job, my income this month should be more than 10,000 yuan... around 15,000 yuan.

This is based on the premise that Ouyang Xue has advanced part of my salary, so maybe I can get 20,000 yuan next month.

This is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for me.

You have to know that in February, March and April, my income was only a pitiful one or two thousand yuan in royalties from my novels being published. My monthly income in May was directly equal to my annual income at that time. How could I not be excited?

"Xiaomo?"

As I walked out of the room, I subconsciously glanced at the living room filled with flowers and plants, and then looked at the kitchen.

not there?

The only sounds in the quiet living room were the clacking of my slippers on the floor and the sounds of morning exercises coming from Xingguang Primary School across a vegetable garden downstairs.

"The second national set of radio gymnastics for primary school students - Young Eagle Takes Flight!"

"Stretching exercises, one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."

Not at home?

With a puzzled mood, I walked to the entrance and took a look at the shoe rack there.

I can basically remember all the types and styles of shoes here. Lan Jiajia is the tallest among us, so her shoes have the largest size, and most of them are mature styles, either women's sandals or high heels. Elodie is more casual, usually wearing cute casual shoes. Except for the pair of Lolita thick-heeled shoes she bought for me, Yin Xiamo basically wears casual shoes and sneakers.

As for me…I only have those few pairs of shoes, you can tell at a glance.

From the placement of the shoes on the shoe rack, it can be seen that Lan Jiajia went out wearing a pair of sandals. She is probably working in the coffee shop now. Elodie's shoes are all there, and she must be sleeping on the second floor now. As for Yin Xiamo... the pair of black Lolita round-toed thick-heeled shoes is missing.

Xiaomo actually went out at this time?

I was a little surprised.

Because in the previous few holidays, I was woken up by this guy every morning. He either wanted to kiss me, hug me, or do something sexy, or he wanted to show off his cooking skills to me. This was the first time he let me sleep in until after nine o'clock like today.

I took out my cell phone and found Yin Xiamo in the contact list.

The avatar corresponding to this number is the one that Xiaomo took the initiative to ask me to take a photo of before, with our faces pasted together.

In the avatar, my face was almost deformed by her, like jelly.

Do you want to give her a call?

As soon as this thought came into my mind, I immediately rejected it.

No, no, I'm an adult already, not a child who can't live without my mother. Xiaomo has only been away for a short while and you're already thinking about calling. Yin Nuoer, you're too dependent on others.

Moreover, Xiaomo was wearing that pair of Lolita shoes when she went out today. If nothing unexpected happened, the clothes she wore must be a matching Lolita summer style dress. Going out with this combination can only mean that the guy is not doing anything improper.

I guess I'll just go to the store downstairs to pick up a package or go to the nearby flower and bird market to get some flowers or something...

Perhaps it was because she experienced the convenience of modern society that Yin Xiamo fell in love with online shopping after receiving compensation from the convenience store owner where she previously worked. She bought mini skirts, stockings, and shoes one after another every day.

I have the impression that she went downstairs alone the night before yesterday and brought back a lot of express deliveries. I guess she is going to pick up express deliveries now as well.

Thinking of this, I went to the kitchen, ready to have breakfast before washing up.

【Kitten look here】

Then I found a sticky note stuck on the refrigerator in the kitchen at some point, with Xiaomo’s beautiful girlish handwriting on it.

[Breakfast is on the table in the living room. There are steamed buns and corn eggs in the pot. Remember to eat breakfast well.]

[I have put the clothes and shoes you will wear today on the bedside table in your room. They arrived the night before yesterday and I have washed them for you. Please make sure to wear this set of clothes today! ]

[Love you, Miss Death]

Are there clothes and shoes on the bedside table?

After seeing the note, I went back to my room and noticed the little skirt and shoes, as well as two ribbons, neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed.

This is a cute dress, the overall color is dark blue, with a cute pink bow on the chest. The matching socks are Yin Xiamo's favorite long white stockings. As for the shoes...

I took the little shoes out from under my clothes.

Black round-toed flat shoes with a bow on the toe and another bow on the buckle.

If I put on an outfit like this... I guess I would look even more like an elementary school student than an elementary school student.

White silk stockings will make the wearer look younger. Of course, this BUFF has certain limitations. It has strict requirements on the appearance and figure of the wearer. If a cute girl wears it, she will look younger and cuter. Just like me now, I look very small, and if I wear white socks, I will look like a first or second grade kid.

As for the small round-toed shoes with bows, not to mention the maid shoes, which more or less give people the impression of "working in the service industry". My first impression of this kind of shoes is that of a Japanese-style child wearing a yellow safety helmet and walking into the kindergarten with the guidance of a teacher, "one, two, one, two, one".

In the rental house, Yin Xiamo took on the task of washing all my clothes. After a month of getting along with her, I got used to letting her arrange my daily clothes.

Since she just bought this dress for me a few days ago and it’s not something shameful, I might as well wear it.

By the way, how many sets of clothes has Xiaomo bought?

After hesitating for a while in the bedroom, I finally took off my nightgown reluctantly and put on the short-sleeved summer dress.

Hmm...it fits perfectly. I guess Xiaomo specifically told the merchant about my body shape and measurements and customized it for me.

As for stockings, this kind of socks is already commonplace for me now. Roll up the socks, put the little feet in, do the same with the other foot, pull them up, done.

Finally, I put on my new pair of little shoes and turned to the floor-length mirror on the side.

Just as I expected, the "Yin Nuoer" in the mirror was at least three years younger than usual, with a small stature, slender waist and legs, small feet and small shoes. If she were to wear a yellow safety helmet, I don't think anyone would suspect that she could go directly to kindergarten.

Isn't this too cute? I can't help myself...

Looking at the little girl in the mirror, I tried to raise my hands and pinch my face.

Soft and tender.

The little girl in the mirror was wearing a dress that just reached halfway up her thighs. Her graceful and slender legs were wrapped in white stockings that only reached a little above her knees, leaving a very perfect absolute space between her and the skirt.