I will never give in to Miss Death

My job now...working as a maid in a coffee shop has actually satisfied the extravagant wishes that I had thought about countless times before: an eight-hour work system, eight days off a month, enough personal time every day, enough holidays every month, and a salary that can cover daily expenses and hobbies. This is enough.

Especially the last one, the salary should be enough to cover my daily expenses and hobbies. My daily expenses are basically rent, water, electricity, and food. If the rent, water, and electricity are calculated to be 1,000 yuan, even if I eat three dishes and a soup every day, it will not exceed 2,000 yuan. So if I am given 3,000 yuan a month, it is enough for my "daily expenses", and the rest is only for "hobbies".

I don't have any hobbies or interests that require spending money, so in Kamihama City, I feel that a salary of around 5,000 yen is perfect, and the job of a coffee shop maid already makes over 10,000 yen, so there's no need for me to "make big money".

Catnip and Elodie said that when I write some male-oriented hot-blooded protagonists, one of the biggest fatal flaws is "lack of ambition" or "different vision from ordinary men."

Simply put, my "world view" does not quite match the current mainstream.

Just like when I was in college, the boys in the dormitory would occasionally talk about how many women they had slept with and how many girlfriends they had. Everyone thought it was a "man's honor" and was proud of "having slept with many women" and felt that they had conquered them. I personally don't have much feeling about similar things. I always feel that the relationship between men and women should... not be like this. There is no such thing as conquering or not conquering. When men and women are together, whether it is sex or love, they should be equal.

It's a "concept" similar to this. When other authors write about male protagonists, they all have booming ambitions. They improve themselves all over the world, and they will grab any rare treasures they see, grab them at all costs, and step on everyone under their feet. Although the male protagonist I wrote has a similar plot, it doesn't have that flavor when it is written.

The male protagonists in those successful male protagonist novels are successfully portrayed as "mature men". My protagonist, on the contrary, is more like a person who is pushed to "become stronger" by the plot arranged by the author, and he himself does not seem to be that charming.

Perhaps it is because of this difference in worldview that I am more comfortable writing novels from a female protagonist's perspective than those with a male protagonist. In real life, I don't like to get involved in things that seem very troublesome.

For example, the Catmint editor mentioned debuting as an idol.

With my current appearance, figure, and even voice, whether as a virtual idol or a real idol, if I really take this business seriously, I will indeed have a great chance of making it. By then, let alone ten thousand a month, with more sponsors, earning one hundred thousand a day in tips will not be a problem. But that doesn't seem to be the life I want.

Moreover, if I really become famous in this way, I might lose my peaceful life and be caught up in one whirlpool of public opinion after another.

Therefore, for the sake of the tranquility of life, and for someone who has always loved me so persistently, I feel it is better for me to be ordinary.

We go to work in the coffee shop every day, and when we come back we play around and watch the stars and the moon. On weekends we can go to the beach together to travel, watch movies, and spend time together as two of us. It’s nice.

As for my voice, since everyone says that my voice is cute, I can usually do the dubbing for Miguabao, and I can also help Ouyang Xue recite a few lines when needed. As for moving forward, I can forget about being a voice actor or something, and the same goes for idols. Everyone thinks that "Yin Nuoer" is cute. I can usually take photos with customers in the coffee shop, and occasionally post some daily life photos with Xiaomo on my personal account on Tongmeng.com, and post a few daily life videos to show off. As for debuting as an idol, please spare me.

"I'm going to go out and investigate what happened to those people today."

The coffee shop was closed, and Elodie, who was working the night shift, had "breakfast" with us for the first time. After breakfast, in the small air-conditioned room, Yin Xiamo changed into the classic "Grim Reaper" outfit - a black windbreaker with a hood, classic black stockings on her legs, and a pair of gray boots.

When I saw this outfit, my first reaction was the heroine Gray in "The King: El-Melloi II Case Files".

It would be more like Xiaomo if she could hold a lantern in one hand.

"When are you coming back?"

Seeing Xiaomo planning to climb out from the small balcony next to the room, I was a little worried: "Is an hour enough?"

"Ok?"

As if she was a little surprised that I would ask this, Yin Xiamo looked at me, then looked at Filo who was concentrating on watching a short video on his phone behind him: "Anything going on tonight?"

"I guess there is something going on."

I felt a little embarrassed: "I have almost finished writing today's manuscript, I want to go out with you..."

The girl in front of me interrupted me and said, "Let's go to the movies?"

"Eh?"

I was shocked: "How did you know?"

"Ouyang Xue told me."

Yin Xiamo shrugged: "She said that there was a little idiot who would rather give up two boxes of Crispy Shark and ask her for tickets to the nearby cinema."

"That's different..."

I subconsciously retorted, "How much is a box of Crispy Shark? Two boxes...even two boxes are not as cost-effective as movie tickets!"

"That's because you stupid guy won't want it."

Yin Xiamo chuckled and said, "I checked online. The milk and white chocolate flavored Crispy Shark, the kind with 40 pieces in a big box, costs 50 yuan a box, and two boxes are yuan. The film industry is in a downturn right now. If you ask Ouyang Xue for two movie tickets, she will go to someone she knows. I guess one ticket costs or yuan..."

"alright!"

I interrupted her impatiently: "Just tell me when you can come back."

By the way, why did Xiaomo check the price of Crispy Shark on the Internet?

"If Noel wants, you can be back in an hour."

As I watched, Yin Xiamo took out her phone and looked at the time: "It's six forty now. I can be back before eight."

"Well, then you have to be small..."

I was just about to say be careful, but when I thought about how Xiaomo in this world was the representative of death and there would be no safety issues, I changed my words and said, "Be back on time."

"Don't worry, I'll investigate the backgrounds of those uncles in the city and get the information of those behind them. There won't be any signal problems this time. If I'm not on time, just call me."

As she spoke, Yin Xiamo pointed at my thighs and said, "It's almost time, Nuo'er, don't forget to change your panties."

"you……"

I was so angry that I picked up a pillow and threw it at him: "Go to hell!"

"hey-hey……"

With a light jump, Yin Xiamo drew a graceful arc in the night sky and disappeared outside the window.

"Really? Who made me carry the damn thing around every month?"

Back to the bed, I took out my rabbit backpack and took out a pack of sanitary napkins.

"She's gone?"

My movement attracted the attention of Filo on the bed. She turned her eyes away from the phone screen and looked out the window curiously: "It's amazing, that guy's original body loves you so much that he almost becomes a yandere, but his clone can bear to leave you here and go out to investigate."

"She and I are not the type to die instantly if we are separated by a few hundred meters. Why do you make it sound like Xiaomo must stick by my side?"

I went to the bathroom and changed my pants. "She has gone out to investigate things like this before."

"Let me guess...are those things related to you?"

"That's it."

"That's no wonder."

Filo continued to lie on the small bed: "Today those uncles came in aggressively, it was obvious that someone was behind it. With Xiaomo's personality, I didn't kill them on the spot, which was considered giving face to Nuoer."

"Killing someone outside a coffee shop is definitely not okay."

"So she only symbolically took 20 years off her life. Didn't you see Nuoer's expression at the time? She was trying to control herself the whole time."

Filo lowered his voice: "She should go directly to the bosses and forces behind those people."

"Is it really okay?"

"Hey, from my experience wandering around the city these days, there must be no problem. In a world without magic, anything can be solved easily. At most... it's just a matter of using a method that has the least impact."

I turned around: "The impact is relatively small?"

"When I first came here, Momo told me that although there is no magic in this world, the laws are very strict. It is not like the other world where the strong are respected. If something like murder happens here, it will be very troublesome. Humans with technology can follow the clues if they really want to investigate. So don't hurt anyone unless it is necessary... Nuoer, you should know this, right?"

"Ah."

"Hey...if we run into that kind of idiot, it would be much easier. We'd just start fighting if we became enemies."

While watching the video, Filo explained: "It's a headache to solve the problem here without killing people... Xiaomo should find those people in her own way. If nothing else, at least Xiaomo has to make sure that those people's target is not you, Nuoer, otherwise..."

At this point, Filo made a gesture of wiping his neck: "If those people really targeted you, you would probably die miserably. Xiaomo herself actually had no scruples. She was mainly considering you."

Hmm... I've thought about this too.

On Earth, Xiaomo can be said to have absolute power, and basically "can do whatever she wants". The reason why she came here and "endured humiliation" to work and earn money, and lived a life like an ordinary person with me, was actually entirely out of consideration that I might not be used to her habits.

Otherwise, as the god here, Xiaomo might really not care about the law or whether to kill or not, and would just kill anyone who stood in his way.

After all, there was nothing in this world that could stop her, and she didn't have to obey those rules and regulations.

"Of course, there's no way those people would target you."

Perhaps because he had finished watching the video, Filo returned the phone to me. "After all, with Momo's personality, it is impossible for her to allow someone who has the guts to target you, Nuoer, to survive until now. Those people today and the forces behind them should be targeting the coffee house."

I took the phone and said jokingly, "How come you have only been on Earth for a few days, Philo, but you understand the rules here so well."

"Of course. Who am I? I am the Dragon Lord who has survived the Demon King War until now. If I didn't have any brains, I would have died countless times."

Filo patted his chest, causing the two lumps of soft flesh to tremble several times. "Let's not talk about humans. As long as there is civilization and desire, the survival rules are almost the same. Even in our place, the only race that never causes trouble and has no scheming is the elves, but they have always lived a miserable life, being toyed around by humans and demons."

For some reason, I suddenly remembered what Yin Xiamo mentioned before about the "Queen of the Elf Tribe": "By the way, is your hero... also on good terms with the elves?"

"Yes, the relationship is very good."

The girl on the bed nodded. "Besides, the Elf Queen and Gabriel have been friends for thousands of years. If Gabriel runs over here, the Elf will definitely notice something unusual within a few months."

"That……"

I suddenly didn't know what to say: "Does that mean the Elf Queen will come too?"

"Not just the Queen."

Filo said seriously: "The elves are a relatively united race. If their queen really runs over here, there will definitely be a lot of elves running over here."

"What should I do?"

I pointed to the house behind me: "There's not enough space for so many people to live here..."

"Why else do you think Momo bought that island?"

Filo smiled and said, "The elves don't like human cities very much. If they really come, the island will be enough for them to live on. Then it depends on whether the queen will go back. If not, Xiaomo only needs to provide some basic daily necessities and crop seeds, and the elves' problems will be solved."

"Speaking of which, I always feel that Xiaomo might be planning something."

Then, Philo leaned close to my ear again: "Noer, do you have any clues?"

"No."

I shook my head like a rattle: "During the time I've lived with you guys, I always feel like I'm getting dumber and dumber."

"Hahaha, this is exactly the effect Momo wants. She just wants you to live in the paradise she created, where you don't have to worry about anything and just enjoy yourself."

Feiluo walked towards the window sill where Yin Xiamo had just left. I noticed that there were two cracks on her clothes on the back that seemed to have been cut with scissors: "Shall I take you out for a walk?"

"what?"

I was surprised by the black dragon girl's sudden words: "Now?"

"Ah."

In a burst of golden light, a pair of gigantic dragon wings sprouted from Filo's back, filling up the already small space of the room.

"Let me look for it... I got it. I found it in a toy store last night."

Feeling in his pocket, Philo took out something that looked like a tattoo sticker and walked in front of me: "Come on, Nuoer, close your eyes."

"What...what?"

Although it felt a little strange, I closed my eyes reflexively.

Then I felt that my entire eyes were covered with something like tape, and Philo in front of me seemed to reach out and press the two tapes on the edges of my eyes a few times.

"All right."

Then, with a "ripping" sound, Philo tore off the tape on my eyes.

"what is this?"

I opened my eyes again, looked around, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room.

The little girl in the mirror now had a very lively eye shadow.

My eyelashes, which were already like butterfly wings, were covered with a layer of golden color, and there were some triangular decorations at the corners of my eyes, which made me, who already looked very cute, have a touch of evil charm and rebellion.

"what is this?"

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I had a different look. "Why do I feel like a rebellious kid?"

"I was chatting with the owner of a special toy store downtown. She gave it to me. Isn't it beautiful?"

Filo pointed at his eyes and said, "I put on a layer of it a few days ago and then went out to play all night before coming back. It's easy to wash off. Just rinse it with water a few times. If it doesn't work, let Xiaomo use magic to wash it off for you."

"Can……"

I still wondered, “Why am I doing this…”

Before I could finish my words, Philo picked me up and threw me into the sky like a kitten. Then the girl turned around, showing me her back, and with a "pop" sound, she let me sit steadily on her shoulders.

A golden light shone, and two black dragon horns appeared on Filo's head.

"Noer, catch it!"

At Filo's signal, I instinctively reached out and grabbed her two cold dragon horns.

"Xiaomo has told me your story. Nuoer... you are just too well behaved. You need to be indulged occasionally."