I will never give in to Miss Death

"Oh my, you knew I would come back at this time and prepared lunch for me?"

As soon as I landed, the black-robed Death Girl came over here and got in front of me. She seemed to have sniffed the scent of the eight-treasure porridge and said, "Little cutie, you still remember that I like sweets?"

"this is mine!"

I quickly picked up the bowl of eight-treasure porridge and said, "Also, I'm not your little cutie, nor am I anyone's reincarnation. Don't define me as such without your permission!"

"is it?"

The Death Girl didn't comment. She pulled one hand out of her black windbreaker and took out a box: "The latest model of mobile phone you wanted."

"Ok?"

This sentence instantly piqued my interest: "Cellphone? Did you just buy it?"

"Where else do you think I was, little one?"

Crouching slightly, the Death Girl placed the box on the table.

I noticed that she had changed into a new, clean pair of black stockings at some point, and was wearing small leather shoes that were somewhat similar to the shoes in the school uniforms.

"How do you know what kind of phone I want?"

I picked up the phone box with doubt, took a look and said in surprise: "Huh?"

This……

This is something I have been craving for for months. It was just released in January this year, and it has a super large 1TB memory!

The moment I saw the brand, model and standard configuration on the phone box, I felt my heart beating faster.

Although this phone is not the most expensive on the market and its performance is not the best, its appearance and configuration are perfect for me now.

How did she know I wanted to buy this phone?!

"Isn't that what you wanted?"

The Death Girl showed an interested expression: "If you don't like it, I can take it back."

"like!"

I quickly put down the rice porridge and held the box containing the phone in my arms: "But how did you know I wanted to buy this?"

"What do you think of the God who controls life and death in this world?"

The Death Girl smiled contemptuously, snatched the eight-treasure porridge from the table, scooped up some with a spoon, and tasted it: "Not sweet enough."

"Eating too much sugar can make you fat, and it's not good for your health."

Although I felt a little sad that my freshly prepared lunch was snatched away, I thought there was still some food in the big bowl in the kitchen, and I got my new phone, so I acquiesced to his behavior of stealing food. I looked at the phone box in my hand and asked, "Did you buy it through a legitimate channel? I'm not going to use it and... attract a lot of police, right?"

"Don't worry, I bought it from a brand chain store, and the invoice is all here."

Death said while drinking porridge: "The money was also robbed through legal channels."

What?

Can the words "formal channels" and "rob money" be put in the same sentence?

"I lied to you."

Perhaps she saw the confusion on my face, the Death Girl explained: "The money was earned from my part-time job in the past two months. It's a private grocery store. It's legal and legitimate. If you want to see it, I can tell you the address of the store."

"Uh……"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, I became curious: "Does the God of Death also have to work?"

Isn't she a demon? And she has the ability to travel through space so conveniently. If she wants to... she can just find a few rich people or dig into the bank's coffers and get rich, right?

"I want you to manage."

As he spoke, as if remembering something, the Grim Reaper reached out his hand and took out a folding umbrella from the pocket of his newly changed robe: "Here."

Is this the umbrella I left at the breakfast shop this morning? Did she even help me pick it up?

"Well, the porridge is good, but the taste is a little bland."

While I was wondering, the Death Girl had quickly finished her eight-treasure porridge, put the bowl down, and took out a sickle from somewhere. With a "click", she cut a crack behind her: "Then all the advance payments are in place. It's up to you now. I look forward to your performance this week!"

Seeing the girl about to get back into the crack, I asked reflexively for some reason: "Are you coming to dinner tonight?"

"Ok?"

The Death Girl turned her head in confusion.

"Ah, no, it's nothing."

I turned my face away: "What I mean is, if you come next time, can you please respect my privacy and go through the front door, or knock on the door or something like that..."

The Death Girl tilted her head, "Does a little pet need privacy?"

"Get out of here!"

I reflexively grabbed the small pillow on the sofa behind me and threw it at him: "Who is the little pet! Get out! You'd better not come back!"

With a "whoosh", the Death Girl quickly ran into the crack, and the pillow she threw out missed and fell in the corner of the living room.

Really, just don’t eat it!

He just does all kinds of messy things every day, turning me into a loli, and wearing women's clothes to post videos to act cute. This Grim Reaper really has a bad taste.

Feeling depressed, my eyes fell on the packaging box of the new mobile phone in my arms.

The packaging is complete and anti-counterfeit, it doesn't look fake.

Then again, how did she know I liked this phone? She couldn't be a mind reader, could she?

No, wait.

I thought of a possibility.

Realizing something, I quickly walked to the bedroom, sat on the computer chair, opened the browser, and entered the "History".

Today's browsing history is...normal.

Yesterday’s browsing history… huh?

How come there is still a record of usage of this computer even though I was at the comic convention helping to look after the store the whole day yesterday?

And it seems that these are all news that I have seen before?

"2022 Mobile Phone Recommendations" "Are there any brands of mobile phones that you would like to recommend recently?" "2022 Mobile Phone Reviews, Don't Blindly Follow the Big Brands"...

Oh yes.

I did see this information a few months ago, and after a few days, I seemed to have added my favorite new phone, which is the one I have in my arms, to the shopping cart.

According to the web page records, the person who used this computer yesterday sat here for at least three hours.

What you mean is that while I was not at home yesterday, that unscrupulous Grim Reaper looked through all my previous browsing history related to the new phone, and finally came to the conclusion that "I want to buy this phone"?

No, maybe it's not that simple.

I tried rewinding my browser history a bit further.

April, March, February, January...

I had probably just lost my job in the early days of January, and then started looking for a job frantically in February. I was definitely not at home during the day.

However, at that time, browsing records related to the new mobile phone appeared on this computer.

Had she been tracking me for months, looking through my browser history, researching the brand of phone I wanted to buy?

At this moment, the words that the Grim Reaper said not long ago came to my mind -

[The money was earned from my part-time job in the past two months, in a private grocery store, legal and legitimate. If you want to see it, I can tell you the address of the store.]

My cell phone broke this morning after it got soaked by the rain while I was trying to save the Grim Reaper. However, the Grim Reaper had started snooping through my records a few months ago to find out which cell phone I liked.

Has she already decided to buy me a new phone?

In other words... does this mean that even if I don't agree with women's clothing, I might still be able to get this phone?

What's this feeling of "feeling cheated but not cheated"?

Or is it that everything is just my own imagination?

Is a guy with such a bad personality really the kind of person who is thoughtful enough to study his own hobbies by secretly peeking at his browsing history?

"never mind."

After looking through the records for a long time, I simply closed the entire browser -

"Eat, sleep, and then check out that coffee shop in the afternoon."

No matter what, it’s definitely a good idea to make money and save money at this stage.

If you have money you have status, and if you have status... you certainly won’t be led around by the nose by some unscrupulous god of death every day.

"..."

……

[Hello everyone, this is Bee. I have two temporary notices here. The first one is that for the rhythm of the book and the compactness of the plot, some of the following chapters will be merged like today. For example, this chapter has 7500 words. If it is split, it will be almost 2000 updates of nearly 4 words. So it is definitely not the author being lazy/w It can be regarded as the third update today]

[The second point is the question about book groups that have been asked in the comment section. This book currently has two book groups:

Total group (Shangjing Cat Cafe): 613294880 (subscription screenshot required)

Exclusive group for this book (Kamihama Camembert Cheese Main Store): 676248663 (need to answer the question "What is the name of the protagonist?" The answer is "Yin Nuoer", be careful not to type "Yin" as "Yi")

The general group is a large group that all book friends in the author's history can join. There are currently more than a thousand people in it. You can join it by sending a screenshot of the subscription of any book. People usually don't talk about books ==. There are all kinds of topics, suitable for friends who like to chat and chat to join

The exclusive group is for book lovers of this book. There are not many people at present. Of course, if you like, you can join both groups.

Just like the plot in the novel, everyone comes from all corners of the world, and it is inevitable that there will be quarrels or disagreements. Please make good use of the blocking function and live in harmony.

If this book becomes popular in the future, the author will make corresponding comics and RPG games. The game will be released in the exclusive group. Interested friends can help test it. The game engine is RPGmaker mv. There is a computer version, and the mobile phone can also use the simulator to play it~

Finally, I would like to thank all the friends who have read this, thank you for supporting the author, Noer and Miss Death, thank you! (Bow)]

No. 076 Weak, helpless, but can cook

After tidying up the house, I went to the bright living room, found a pair of small scissors, and removed the packaging film on the phone box.

This phone is a new phone released by a major manufacturer in January this year. Its appearance, width, thickness and weight are all right in my favor, especially the "Deep Sea Ice" color. Looking at the picture, it gives me the feeling of Hatsune Miku's song "Deep Sea Girl", and the word "Deep Ice" has a homophonic meaning of "Shenbin".

After unpacking it, I carefully checked this phone, which is almost equivalent to all my current possessions. Finding nothing wrong with it, I took it to my computer and opened the browser to check its authenticity.

It is authentic.

That Grim Reaper really just... After having dinner at my house, he ran to a mobile phone store alone in his seriously injured state and bought a brand new phone?

No, the clothes she was wearing were obviously changed, including her socks and shoes. She should not have gone directly to the mobile phone store from here.

Does that mean she went home and changed her clothes before shopping?

Wait, does the Grim Reaper have a home?

As I thought about it, I found that I didn't seem to have a clear concept of the existence of the "Girl of Death".

After being transformed into the little loli I am today and being able to see the Grim Reaper in my daily life, my focus has always been on "what are the laws of this world?"

I have always been obsessed with understanding where people go after death, whether there is a hell, whether there is a King of Hell or Black and White Impermanence, or what reincarnation is like, but I never paid attention to the "Girl of Death" itself.

I don't even know her name, and the dreams I had these days didn't give me any hints.

Judging from the current situation, the ordinary "Grim Reaper" and the "Grim Reaper Girl" do not seem to be the same thing. I have encountered the Grim Reaper twice, and both times his appearance could not be seen. He wore a hood and held a scythe. It was not certain whether he was a "living being" or not. However, the Grim Reaper Girl is truly "alive".

The Death Girl would get hurt, would use magic to turn me into a little loli, and would use all kinds of provocative language to disturb my emotions. And, according to her description... it seemed that she had worked part-time to make money before?

So what exactly is her true form?

Do you need to eat? What special abilities do you have? How do you restore your magic power? Can you recover from a serious injury without going to the hospital?

Even though I can't figure out this kind of magical stuff, the more "everyday" stuff about the Death Girl... I seem to be completely unaware of it.

The information available at the moment is that the guy should be a real person, not some kind of "concept".

Where does she work? Where does she live? Where does she sleep? Does she have her own house? Why does she still have to work and eat at other people's homes when she is already dead? How did she live in this world before she met me?

"..."

Why should I care about other people's problems...