I will never give in to Miss Death

I stared at the big rabbit on Philo's chest for a few seconds and turned my head away: "Morning... Good morning, is your Mandarin so good now?"

"Of course! I studied all night. I studied with Xiaomo all afternoon yesterday and learned some basic knowledge about this world. Then I stayed up all night and finished learning the language of this country."

Filo, holding a milk jug, put her hands on her hips. She had a completely different and lively personality from Yin Xiamo and looked very proud: "Now, apart from some dialects and some jokes, I have no problem with basic communication!"

"Studied all night?"

I was a little surprised: "Didn't you sleep?"

"It's okay for a dragon to not sleep for a week, including the one next to you..."

As he spoke, Filo saw Yin Xiamo coming out of the room and waved his hand quickly: "Xiaomo! Did you finish so quickly this time?"

"Where?"

Yin Xiamo shook her head: "I just woke her up."

"I thought you were going to do it again. The little fountain last night was really spectacular."

Filo was laughing: "As expected of a water magician."

"What the hell is this little fountain?"

I subconsciously said, "Forget this ugly nickname!"

"Here, this is today's breakfast milk."

Filo stuffed the milk bottle directly into my arms: "Drink it all, don't waste it."

This……

I took the milk bottle, hesitated for a moment, and unscrewed the cap.

Then I noticed that there was a pink note stuck on the milk bottle, with Yin Xiamo’s beautiful and chic handwriting on it - "Milk bottle for kittens, for Nuoer only."

I looked up: "What is this..."

"That's what it means literally."

Philo patted my shoulder and pointed to a small basket next to the flower stand in the living room behind me: "Little guy, put this there after you finish drinking milk. I will wash it in the evening and put the milk back in the next day."

How come it’s as if... I’ve become your two daughters!

Is the relationship between the three of us so messy?

My body was "created" by Xiaomo. According to the thinking of Earthlings, Xiaomo has the power of "mother" in a sense. And I have to drink Filo's milk every day, so...what is Filo to me? Is she also a mother?

“Why do I have to…” every day

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just followed Philo's words and said, "Why do you have to drink milk every day?"

"Xiaomo said that she is adapting to the elementary magic training hundreds of years later in advance. Although she can use forbidden magic to create a body, she cannot give it magic power, so you need to prepare it yourself."

Filo took it for granted. She came over to look at my breasts and said, "For example, yours. Adult elves all have great bodies, but you're a special case. You must use dragon milk to help. Otherwise, your breasts will still be so small when you grow up, which will be a disgrace to the elves and succubi."

"Ah...sorry."

The corners of my mouth twitched: "Actually, I don't feel ashamed."

"That won't work. You are Xiaomo's girlfriend now, so you still have to do this face-saving project."

Filo's attitude was very firm: "Otherwise, when the portal on the island is opened, Dolly Gabriel and the others come over and see that the famous demon god actually found such a flat-chested girlfriend who can't do anything except squirting, Xiaomo will be so embarrassed."

What do you mean I can’t do anything except spraying water? I can do a lot of things, okay!

"And the most important point is that there is no magic on Earth, you know that, right?"

As I watched, Filo continued to explain, "My body will restore a certain amount of magic power every day, and since I have to maintain my humanity, the energy from the food I eat can only be converted into milk. If I don't make it out, I will feel uncomfortable, so you have to drink it."

Okay, okay, you don’t have to say anything more, I’ll drink.

To put it simply, it's overnutrition. Who told you to eat so much in one go yesterday?

Rounding it off...this means I ate all the steamed chicken, roasted chicken, roasted duck, hairy crab, etc.

In front of Philo, I picked up the milk jug, unscrewed the lid with a "bang", then tilted my head back and "gulp gurgled" down all the dragon milk in it.

"Just put it here, right?"

After drinking the dragon milk, I put the bottle with the label "Kitten's Milk Bottle" in a flower basket on the flower stand in the living room.

"Yeah, come and have breakfast."

Philo pointed to the food on the dining table in the living room and said, "I was cooking with Lan Jiajia just now. After a brief discussion, I found that your way of cooking is quite interesting, especially that... induction cooker and microwave oven. It's so convenient."

I sat down at the dining table. “Aren’t there similar instruments in other worlds?”

"No, but there is magic that can replace it."

Philo explained: "For example, some fire magic can light fires and heat food, and some lightning magic can disinfect. However, those are only available to magicians or people of noble status. This... is your induction cooker something that ordinary people can afford?"

"Well, it's affordable for an average family."

The image of Zhou Xiaofei's back when I returned home last night appeared in my mind: "But there are also a few very poor people here who are still using the most primitive way of lighting a fire to cook."

"Very poor people?"

Filo asked curiously, "I remember Momo said that there is basically no war in this country, right?"

“The absence of war does not mean that everyone is equal.”

Yin Xiamo followed and said, "Now that the Demon King is gone, are the common people in the empire equal?"

"Yeah...that's true."

Filo laughed: "Let's not talk about this anymore, Nuoer, come and try the delicious food I made..."

"Noel is up?"

At this time, Lan Jiajia, who should have gone to the second floor to put on makeup, came down and said, "I feel that the whole house has become much more lively since Filo moved in."

"That's just the way she is."

Yin Xiamo had an expression that said "I understand her" and said, "In fact, this is still the case when Filo is not completely familiar with the environment. Once she adapts to life here... it may be a disaster for the neighbors."

Lan Jiajia covered her mouth and laughed: "We don't have any neighbors."

I sat down quietly and started to eat breakfast.

"Then I'll go to the coffee shop and hand over to Xiao Ai. She's probably been playing games all night again."

"it is good!"

"And Noer, happy holidays!"

"I've already told you that I'm not a child anymore!"

"Here, Nuoer, after you finish breakfast, I'll reward you with a lollipop as a holiday gift for today."

“So I’m really not a child…”

"The elves who are several dozen years old are just children in my eyes."

"..."

……

After breakfast, I took a quick shower, applied some skin care products, sorted out the garbage in the house, and went downstairs with Philo and Yin Xiamo.

After I left the house, the bell of Xingguang Primary School not far away rang. Unlike the usual "Invisible Wings" by Angela Chang, the morning music of Xingguang Primary School today was "Bird's Poem" from the anime "AIR"——

“Although the bird cannot spread its wings and fly yet, we believe that it will be able to fly high into the wind one day.”

"Beyond the realm that cannot be reached, everything is still far away."

"I can only quietly bury my wishes in my heart and look into the distance..."

If you have played the game or watched the anime, you will know that this is a relatively sad song. However, at this time it was played by the tweeter at Xingguang Primary School, combined with the hot summer day in the community, and thinking that it is a playground for children, the melodious melody actually gave me a feeling that it was very suitable for this summer.

"Children stroll along the summer railroad tracks, the breeze gently caressing their feet."

"I suddenly remembered my childhood days which have gone by, and I wanted to hold up the wish of spreading wings and flying with my hands..."

After a month of adaptation, I have almost figured out the students' daily routines: on weekdays, I get up around seven in the morning, and the bell in the student dormitory of Xingguang Primary School also rings around the time I get up. Then I wash my face, brush my teeth, eat something, and then set off around seven-thirty. When I set off, I can hear "Invisible Wings". But if it is a weekend, the wake-up time there will be a little later, and some gentle songs will be played after the bell rings.

This was the first time I heard "Bird Poem" played there.

"The sunshine in this world is so warm..."

After disposing of the garbage with Yin Xiamo, we walked on the sloping tree-lined road leading down from the Xingxing Garden Community. I was carrying a rabbit backpack, while Yin Xiamo was carrying a simple shoulder bag. We were on each side, with Philo walking in the middle, looking very curious about everything.

"And these trees, if there were no magic, it would take at least twenty years of peace for them to grow to this height."

As he spoke, Philo, who was walking between Yin Xiamo and me, opened his arms and began to march in step along the small slope.

"I never thought that the three of us would be able to walk together side by side like we did before."

He walked with his arms open for a while, and followed us to the end of the slope, which was the open space at the back door of the community. Filo turned around, kept his arms open, and walked backwards. He looked at me, then at Yin Xiamo: "Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Momo is still the same Momo, and the brave man... Oh, no, Nuoer, the brave man has become Nuoer's sister."

As we walked away, the singing from Xingguang Primary School gradually became a little ethereal.

“We keep chasing the disappearing contrail, but it is so fragile that it always evades our bright eyes.”

"It's been like this since we went over the hill, and no one has changed."

"As we have been steadfastly expecting, we can protect the sincere wish as deep as the sea no matter what..."

"Woo——"

Just then, a plane flew over our heads.

The plane dragged a long cloud trail, like a beautiful wish in a childhood dream under the sapphire blue sky.

"Wow!"

The roar of the plane made Philo look up: "Is that the 'plane' you mentioned? Can that thing really carry hundreds of people and fly that high? Technology is amazing!"

"The capacity of an ordinary passenger plane is about the same as that of an ordinary dragon."

Yin Xiamo glanced at me tentatively: "Right?"

"I do not know either."

I tilted my head: "I...have never been on a plane."

"But you've ridden a dragon?"

Filo came over and held me in his arms: "Nuo'er is so cute, I can't stand it anymore, Momo, can I kiss her?"

"No."

"Hey? Why?"

"Because this is my house, if you want to find it, go find it yourself."

"You're so stingy. What will happen if I give her a kiss? This little elf is so cute. She still has hundreds of years to go before she grows up. I can be her grandmother. I won't die if I give her a kiss. Momo, you are a devil, not an angel..."

"Oh yeah, speaking of angels, how are things going between you and Gabriel after I left?"

"What else can I do? Those angels are all old-fashioned and stubborn. They said that the black dragon must be a fallen dragon. When we met last month, she took off the ring on her head and tied my hands without saying a word. She said she would take me to heaven to atone for my sins."

"Can she take that ring off?"

"Momo, you don't know?"

"I don't understand, I thought it was just a decoration..."

"..."

On the way to the coffee shop, thanks to Philo, the usually deserted streets suddenly seemed a lot more lively to me.

Because I have no memory of the past, I could only listen silently to Filo and Yin Xiamo talking about the other world. However, I didn’t find it boring at all. I always felt like... listening to fellow villagers chatting. There was a sense of familiarity.

Moreover, as a novelist, I naturally hope that there are as many similar "stories" as possible, so that I don't have to consider the plot when writing and can directly copy what I see and hear around me.

While Xiaomo and Filo were chatting, we soon arrived at the small slope in the southernmost part of the Minami Nagi area and walked along the green grass to the door of the coffee shop.

What was different from the past was that today, two middle-aged men wearing shirts, sunglasses, with tan skin and explosive muscles stood at the door of the coffee shop, guarding the entrance of the coffee shop like door gods.

I recognized at a glance that these two were the bodyguards of "Xiong Xiong" who had come to the coffee shop several times before.

"Good morning!"

Walking along the small open space in front of the cafe, I looked at the two security guards: "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, it's you."

The two bodyguards simply looked at Xiao Mo Feiluo and me and took the initiative to help open the door: "Our eldest lady is inside."