I will never give in to Miss Death

"You scared away the rabbits and foxes."

I glanced at the empty shrine behind me with dissatisfaction: "No customers in the coffee shop?"

"There are still a few people. I'll ask Lan Jiajia to help cover for a while."

Philo ran up to me and asked, "How's the fish? Which one is mine?"

"Here, this big one is all yours."

I touched the last bit of cumin on the big fish on the firewood: "Xiaomo and I have eaten them all, and you are the only one left. You have to eat them all."

"Okay! I want to taste the hero's... ahem, little sister Noer's cooking skills!"

After taking the big fish, Philo put it directly to his mouth and took a big bite. Then he said incoherently: "Hmm, not bad, it's... on the level of those barbecue stall owners in the city center!"

I looked at the steaming grilled fish in the girl's hand and asked, "Isn't it hot?"

Philo shook his head: "70 or 80 degrees, it's okay."

As expected of a dragon, he stuffed food at 70 or 80 degrees directly into his mouth.

"Speaking of which, Noel."

While eating grilled fish, Philo noticed me in my swimsuit and asked, "You have such a great figure?"

"what?"

I lowered my head and glanced at my barren chest, and felt my face getting hot: "What...what do you mean by good figure? Can I still call my figure good?"

"You can't just look at the breasts when looking at a body."

Philo came over and took a look at my belly that I had been exercising for a month: "Look here, this curve, this small waist, and the proportion of your chest and buttocks... Well, you will definitely be a great beauty when you grow up."

"But when I think of you, Nuoer... the hero... ahem, I just..."

Then this guy showed an expression of trying not to laugh: "The former brave man turned into such a little loli, I...hahahaha..."

I pretended to snatch Philo's fish: "If you don't eat it, I will!"

"No, no, no, I was wrong, I was wrong. Nuo'er is not a hero. You are two people."

The girl in front of him took a few steps back and continued to eat the fish: "Where is Momo?"

"He said he went to check the 'coordinates'. It seems like an angel is coming."

"Angel?!"

Filo was shocked: "Are you really coming? No way, this world is not suitable for her!"

"what happened?"

I was puzzled: "Isn't it generally the setting of angels to love people and the world?"

"That's different. Angel lovers only love those who believe in light, such as priests and nuns in churches. They live a very disciplined life, reading light scriptures or practicing magic every day. Even sexual intercourse is considered a sign of depravity by angels. In this world, let alone churches, there is not even a book related to light magic. Why are they here?"

Philo swallowed a large piece of fish meat. "Also, I don't know about other angels, but at least the one who has been chasing after me for a while is called Gabriel. What she hates most is decadence, indulgence, and pleasure... There are many more ways to entertain in this world than over there. The most enjoyable things over there are animal fighting, such as cockfighting, cricket fighting, or playing chess, playing Gwent, etc. You know what's going on here, right? Cell phones, computers, televisions... The ways of enjoyment here are much more terrifying than over there."

"Angels compare hedonism to hell. For angels, this place is... a hell within a hell. If Gabriel really came here, there would be chaos."

Well……

I was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Angels are critical of this kind of entertainment? Even playing cards is not allowed?"

"No, they think this behavior is a defeat for humanity and a disrespect for heaven and light."

Philo took another big bite of fish. "Otherwise...otherwise why is the Holy Heaven built in the sky? Because most normal people on the ground have their own ways of entertainment. The administrators of the Heaven are worried that the angels will see the entertainment activities of people on the ground and can't help but join in. It will be difficult to manage them at that time, so most of the angels have never been to the ground for most of their lives."

"You said, if an old-fashioned angel like Gabriel came to Earth, if she saw computers and computer games..."

Philo lowered his voice and said, "Doesn't our coffee shop have an employee who plays games every night? And you said she is our landlord."

"Ah."

I nodded, "Elodie, she works the night shift and basically plays games in the cafe at night, and just entertains guests when they come."

"That's why I said that in our world, playing cards is considered depravity. If you let her see Elodie playing games like this every day, she will go crazy."

After finishing the grilled fish in a few bites, Filo put the plate aside and said, "Why don't you go and tell Xiaomo to stop the angel and don't let her come over."

"This……"

I hesitated: "That's not a good idea. I don't know magic. I usually let Xiaomo handle things related to magic or the other world."

"You are the most important person to her. She will definitely listen to what you say."

Philo continued to encourage: "Just say that if Gabriel is allowed to come over, the world will definitely be in chaos because of her. It is better to close the channel first and let that guy calm down over there."

"Gabriel is here. Is she really that excited to see the entertainment methods of this world?"

I was a little confused: "No matter what, as an angel, she shouldn't interfere with the freedom of human life, right?"

"Angels are just a race. The meaning of angels here is different from that of angels in your country. Just like dragons and demons, angels are just a race."

Feiluo turned around, with his back to me, and bent down slightly: "Come on, Nuo'er, come up, I'll take you to find Momo, she's in that cave, right?"

I hesitated for a moment and climbed up: "Yeah."

Filo slowly squatted down, then jumped to the hillside in front with a "puff", followed by a few big jumps and running forward.

Wow, she can be so agile even in a maid outfit.

I have gradually become accustomed to high altitudes. Looking at the scene below, I sigh quietly in my heart.

"arrive."

After several big jumps in the mountains, a few minutes later, Filo stopped at the entrance of the stalactite cave with me on his back and put me on the ground: "Quick, tell Momo not to let the plague god come over, otherwise we will all have a hard time..."

Before Filo could finish his words, Yin Xiamo suddenly poked her head out of the cave: "Let me see who is planning to teach our little cutie to do bad things?"

"Uh……"

Philo seemed to be choked for a moment, scratching his head in embarrassment. "Um... Momo, I suggest... I suggest that you don't let Gabriel come over, right? She's an angel. You've lived in this world for so many years and you should know the situation here. Angels hate this kind of... this kind of world full of desires and feasting and revelry the most."

"not necessarily."

Yin Xiamo smiled and said, "Not just the angel, did you alarm our former friends when you came here?"

"Eh?"

Philo was silent for a moment: "Are you referring to Dolly and the others?"

"I've been missing quite often in the past thousand years, and everyone may have gotten used to it. But you're different from Gabriel. If you're not here, the dragons will definitely notice it. When the dragons get anxious, they'll probably go find their then-partner, the Centaurs. Princess Dolly of the Centaurs will definitely think of the teleportation array, and Dolly has the best relationship with the cat and fox girls..."

Yin Xiamo sighed softly: "As for Gabriel, the Elf Queen has a good relationship with her. Both of these races are pure-hearted and unselfish... But do you really think she is the kind of person who will defend her bottom line to the death?"

"Is not it?"

Filo was shocked: "She has had the same personality for more than five thousand years..."

"It's just not tempting enough."

Yin Xiamo waved her hand and said, "It just so happens that the coffee shop is short of one person on the night shift. When the light-polluted basement is built, we will have to hire someone else. If Gabriel really wants to come, let her work the night shift with Elodie."

"You put an angel on night duty?"

"What's the big deal? As long as the temptation is big enough, even angels can become addicted to online games."

Yin Xiamo yawned, took out a super big coconut from behind, and stuffed it into my arms: "Okay, stop thinking about it, this is my territory, even if Gabriel comes, she won't dare to mess around. Have you all finished eating? It's getting late now. After eating, let Nuoer change her clothes and we'll go back."

"This one……"

I pointed to the coconut in my arms: "I can't open it."

"Let Master Wang help us when we get back."

"..."

I returned to the open space in front of the shrine, changed into everyday women's clothes, put my swimsuit and other things back into the rabbit backpack, put out the firewood, and then carefully cleaned up the garbage around the shrine and put it into the garbage bag. Xiaomo and I sat on the back of the giant dragon that Filo had turned into.

"I went to the Sangyeong District last night and met a lot of strange people."

On the way back, Filo in dragon form talked to us about his "night tour" experience as usual: "It feels like those people are like the mercenaries in our area, the kind that specialize in doing bad things. One of my brothers even said that their boss has a gun, and he's super scary."

Yin Xiamo said boredly: "This city does have some dark sides... But even an anti-material sniper rifle can't do anything to you, right?"

"Yes, although the technology here is advanced, it is limited to entertainment and communication. If technology and magic compete in combat effectiveness, technology is currently not able to touch the edge of advanced magic."

"Don't go to those messy places all the time."

"I go there occasionally. I usually look at the scenery from the rooftops of those dozens of floors in the city. It feels so comfortable..."

"..."

As we chatted, we were still a few kilometers away from the coast of Minami Nagi District. Filo turned back into human form, and I fell into Yin Xiamo's arms. After a while, the three of us reached the shore safely.

"..."

I walked along the path back to the coffee shop. As soon as I opened the door, I felt a gust of cool air and instantly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

"Hey! Who's in charge here?"

At this time, all the customers in the store sat in the corner, and the cat, which was usually very active, hid as if it had seen the plague god.

On the first floor of the coffee shop, several shirtless men were yelling at Lan Jiajia ferociously, as if they were determined not to give up until the problem was solved.

"The meal wasn't good and we got sick from it, so you're just going to stay with us in the hospital?"

"It's such a big store, but there's no one to talk to, right? Where's your store manager?"

Yin Xiamo, Filo and I walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

"You are finally here."

Seeing us, Lan Jiajia trotted over as if relieved from a heavy burden, lowering her voice -

"These people must have come here to cause trouble. They said the food was not tasty and they had stomach problems. We offered to waive the bill and take them to the hospital for a checkup, but they refused to listen and insisted on looking for Sister Ouyang. However, Sister Ouyang and Li Chen were both out delivering goods."

"Master Wang Jie and I don't know what they are going to do. How about... we call the police?"

"..."

……

No. 229 Social Studies of the Maid of Philolong!

Things are looking a bit grim at the coffee shop.

Considering the beauty of the store's decoration, there are no decorations or tables and chairs near the main entrance on the first floor of the coffee shop. There is only a large round carpet with a design similar to the magic circle on the ground when summoning heroes in the "FATE" series. Then there are tables and chairs on the left and right sides. A little further away is the cat's living area and various cat climbing frames, hanging paintings and other decorations.

At this time, there were four men in the store who looked ferocious and obviously had bad intentions. All four of them wore sunglasses, and two of them were shirtless with tattoos on their arms and chests.

These people are all over 1.8 meters tall and have well-developed muscles. They look like martial artists.

Since its opening in May, the coffee shop has always adhered to the principle of "as much freedom as possible" regarding the clothing that its customers wear. In other words, as long as it does not violate customs and morals, customers can wear whatever they want to eat in the store.

The attitude here towards homeless people at night is similar to that of KFC. If it is a worker nearby, his clothes and shoes are dirty, and Elodie who works at night will put on disposable gloves and shoe covers for him. In addition, the tables and chairs also have corresponding disposable protective covers. Even if they don't spend money to buy food, they can enjoy free boiled water and drinks such as sour plum juice. They can also drink white porridge with the disposable bowls and chopsticks provided here, provided that they don't make trouble.

Elodie has always said that people who come to the store at night are relatively well-behaved. Although Kamihama City is not a city with a lot of homeless people, and it has not been the first year of unemployment in recent years, where there is light in a city there is of course darkness. Some people have failed in business and their families have broken up, some have lost their jobs and have been kicked out by their landlords, and some simply don't want to go to work but don't know where to live, and when it's too hot outside at night and there are too many mosquitoes, they will come to the coffee shop to "stay temporarily" for a night. All of this is fine.

It's not easy for everyone. Many people put on disposable shoe covers and gloves after entering the store, then quietly take disposable bowls and chopsticks, pour themselves a bowl of porridge, pair it with a bowl of egg drop soup, eat and drink their fill, have a glass of sour plum juice, and then lie on a chair on the side to play with their mobile phones.

Elodi said that her night shift job was really easy. All she had to do was to see that the free porridge and egg drop soup in the kitchen were almost finished around three or four o'clock, and then she would go to the kitchen to scoop some rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook on time. The same went for the egg drop soup. Although Elodi couldn't cook, she knew how to cook porridge and soup mechanically.

As for the sour plum soup and orange juice... those are usually given to us when we go to talk to the food shop owners outside. You don't even need to squeeze the juice. It's similar to some instant milk tea. You just need to keep the water flowing in the machine and add the corresponding powder regularly.

In addition to at night, there are actually quite a few "tattooed brothers" who have come to the restaurant to dine during the day. However, they all left a good impression on me, except that they were a little... frivolous?

The world is big, and we can't expect everyone to dress the same way, nor can we require that all the people who come to the restaurant to eat are students, good kids, and two-dimensional people. This restaurant is located in such a remote place by the sea in Nannai District, and it will more or less receive some uncle bosses with images like "gangster boss" and "Boss Jin".

There are generally two impressions of this kind of people in my mind. One is that they are even shyer than girls in the second dimension. They are obviously all wearing vests, revealing their flowery arms, which are thicker than my waist. After entering the store, the expression on their faces is like a magician otaku entering a succubus sanatorium. After hesitating for a long time, they finally find a seat to sit down with a blushing face, saying nothing, looking at the customers and cats around them, and not until the maid in the store takes the initiative to approach them and then they announce the names of the dishes.

Moreover, this type of "gangster boss" is very polite. When ordering food, they always say "Give me one serving of this, thank you" or "Is this spicy? I want spicy food... Okay, thank you for your hard work, add some chili." And when they see kittens in the store, they will shyly tease them. The contrast is very big.

Until now, I can still remember the scene a few days ago when those bosses with flowery arms came into the store and said “Meow meow meow, come here quickly” to the kittens.

In addition to this "polite" type of "gangster boss", another type of "tattooed boss" that is incompatible with the cute style of the coffee shop is also quite common. However, these are pure gangsters. They whistle when they enter the door and ask us if we have any "special services". We will politely reply that this is a regular restaurant. Then these "gangsters" either turn around and leave or sit down to eat with the idea that since they are here, they talk about the maids and two-dimensional posters in the store while eating, and say with a giggle, "Look at that plastic man" and "Is this what kids like nowadays?" "Hey, little sister, don't look at me, uncle is not a bad guy." After finishing their meal, they pay the bill and leave.

Generally speaking, the coffee shop does attract a lot of strange customers due to its special geographical location, but nothing has happened in more than a month, and the impression left on me by those "black bosses with tattoos" is actually quite good. When they come to the store, they pay attention to being "fast". They order food and pay the bill fast, don't make a fuss, don't bargain, just leave after eating, and don't talk nonsense with you.

After all...reality is not a happy story. Only those who are smart, low-key and know how to protect themselves can climb up. If a person is very ostentatious and creates trouble wherever he goes, then sooner or later trouble will find them.

So in my impression, people who come to the coffee shop to consume and seem to be important people are all very low-key and easy to talk to.

However, the four "tattooed-armed guys" wearing sunglasses standing on the first floor of the coffee shop were not the "easy to talk" type.