I will never give in to Miss Death

The Death Girl seemed to have expected me to ask this: "I've asked for leave."

"What are you doing on leave?"

"To take care of you."

"Take care of... me?"

I realized something in an instant: "You...you knew I would...do that today?"

Yin Xiamo looked innocent: "Why do you think that I, who created this body, don't know its menstrual period?"

This guy... absolutely, absolutely... did it on purpose!

"Didn't you say she...my body wouldn't grow?"

"Huh? Did I say that?"

"you……"

I was choked and became very emotional, and my stomach started to hurt more instantly.

"I won't argue with you."

I walked past Yin Xiamo and headed towards the house: "It's a good time to have a holiday. I can write and save my manuscripts."

"Have you ever bought intimate products for girls during their menstrual period?"

Someone's "waiting for the show" voice came from behind: "Do you know where to buy it? What's the bleeding amount? What style is more suitable?"

I stopped.

"You don't know, right?"

Yin Xiamo's voice behind him became more and more proud: "Call me elder sister, can I help you?"

"..."

……

No. 094 Lily Bear Storm

Dragging my body a little weaker than usual back to the house, I saw that Elodie had already gotten up and was washing in the kitchen in a thin nightgown and holding a toothbrush.

That’s strange, isn’t there a bathroom on the second floor?

"Why are you back?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Elodie in the kitchen turned around, spit out the foam in her mouth, and turned off the electric toothbrush: "Is it a day off today?"

I have to say, Elodie in this state really looks like the "Lafite Destroyer" in some mobile game.

She had her hair tied in two ponytails, and was wearing an off-shoulder nightgown. Her legs were covered with uneven white silk stockings that were obviously worn to sleep at night and not taken care of in the morning. She looked so decadent that she looked like a typical otaku girl in anime.

"I asked for leave from my boss. As for her..."

Yin Xiamo behind him deliberately dragged out her voice: "My stomach... feels uncomfortable."

"Oh."

Elodie immediately understood what Yin Xiamo meant: "So she didn't even buy the items for her period?"

"Yes."

Yin Xiamo was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

"You two give me the same feeling. Sometimes you are silly, and sometimes you are like little adults."

Coming out of the kitchen, Elodie sat at the dining table, took one of the rolled noodles, and took a look at it: "I like this."

“The rice noodle rolls downstairs are really cheap and delicious.”

Seeing that the topic was being diverted, I quickly said, "I brought back a lot of chili sauce for you."

"It is said that the son of the store owner made a lot of money doing business in the city and bought a house, but the couple did not want to move away. They opened the store every day, not for the money, but for the neighbors."

As Elodie added chili peppers to her rice noodle rolls, she said, "I forgot to tell you yesterday that if you want to buy breakfast, go to the one below. There's also a shop selling spicy soup at the entrance of the supermarket. I heard that the old man there came from a northern city. His soup is delicious."

Soup in the morning?

I was a little confused: "What is Hu La Tang?"

"It's a special snack. Besides this, they also sell pancakes and other things. If you have time, you can go and try it."

As she spoke, Elodie glanced at my belly and said, "But forget it for the next few days. Don't eat spicy or cold food during your period."

Why did the topic come back again?

"People who are short, have poor health, and don't sleep on time are more likely to have dysmenorrhea."

Elodie ate breakfast leisurely while saying something that even a macho uncle like me blushed: "Your situation seems to be okay. That boss is quite humane? He actually approved this kind of leave."

"She asked me to come back on her own initiative."

I explained: "It's... paid vacation."

Elodie's eating paused noticeably.

"Does your shop still need a maid?"

"Eh?"

"I mean...is your store still short of maids? I want to go too."

Elodie said seriously, "My requirements are not high. Three to four thousand yuan a month and two or three days of vacation are enough."

This……

"In theory, there is a shortage of maids. Or rather, there is a severe shortage of maids. At present, I seem to be the only one who can be considered a maid."

I explained: "The base salary is indeed 4,000, and if you include commissions, it's around 6,000 or 7,000. I also get eight days off a month, but they are a bit harsh in selecting people... I don't know the specific conditions either."

To be honest, from my point of view, Elodie is very qualified to be a maid.

I was created by the Death Girl according to the most extreme standards of another world, with the skin and figure of an elf, the nervous temperament of a succubus, and the beauty of a human princess… I am a perfect product and you can't use a filter to take a photo of me with your mobile phone, otherwise I will become ugly and unreal. I can't count as such. Yin Xiamo's previous life was a demon from another world. She is still a great beauty here. Her temperament is very close to that of a "white-skinned fallen elf". She is full of girlishness, but also has the dark temperament of a queen.

Under such conditions, as an ordinary person, Elodie certainly cannot be evaluated according to the standards of the "other world", but in my eyes, both her appearance and figure belong to the category of "beautiful girl".

I vaguely remember the first time I saw Elodie at a comic convention. Besides being surprised that she was such a pretty girl despite her sharp-tongued personality online, I also had another thought: our editor could obviously make a living with her looks, but she chose to rely on her strength.

The first impression given by Elodie, as she lazily sits on a chair and "works" while eating snacks, is often - it doesn't matter when I get off work, I don't want to stand up, just take whatever you want to buy.

With such a personality, she wants to be a maid?

"Besides, being a maid is tiring."

To prevent Elodie from misunderstanding, I added: "All day long, I run up and down to deliver meals to customers, clean the place, feed the cats and comb their hair. I never stop for a moment."

“Editing is tiring, too.”

Elodie mumbled as she ate her breakfast: "Being mad at the readers, being mad at the authors, and a lot of messy things happen every day. In comparison, I feel like serving customers and cats is pretty good."

I felt a little scared: "Mr. Editor... I... I didn't make you angry, did I?"

"No, authors like you are the best. Although you have no subscriptions, no readers, and no income, you update steadily, with one chapter every day without fail. You don't have to worry about arranging recommendation positions and handing over new books. You have few readers, and there are few people making trouble in the comment section. You haven't written about Liu Bei, so you don't even need to go through the review process."

I didn't react for a moment: "Liu Bei?"

"Uncle Huang."

"cough……"

"In contrast, some authors just can't be happy if they don't find trouble every day. I've told them that if they want to make money, they should write mainstream articles. It's better to write anything like "I traveled through time, I got a system, some gangsters came over, I want to show off" or "I want to study some super-large world view and ultimate imagination". After that, they want to mess with Uncle Huang. It's not enough to mess with Uncle Huang, they also want to cross the red line, for fear that they can't kill the website. I scolded him, and he even posted something weird outside to treat the editor differently."

"Also, there are those who recommended the book but stopped updating it, and they didn't tell me the reason. When people clicked on it, they wondered why the website recommended such a discontinued book, and then the editor-in-chief came to me to blame... I'm really fed up with it."

When talking about the difficulties, Elodie even took a bite of chili sauce on the left and a bite of vermicelli on the right: "On the Internet, people dare to say anything and are not afraid of anything. The reality is different. I have also worked as a waiter. Although there are occasionally weirdos in the catering industry, they tend to be more restrained and not as outspoken as on the Internet."

This is true.

"Your boss... is the woman from last night. She looks like the heroine in a Japanese action movie."

After a moment of silence, Elodie asked again, "Did she really give you two days off? With pay?"

I nodded: "Paid."

Japanese action movie?

Boss Editor, why... why do you feel like you know more than me?

"It's not a good thing for a boss to be too kind."

After finishing her breakfast, Elodie picked up the garbage bag and said, "That's how Yaedou disappeared."

Ok?

I asked curiously, "Are there melons?"

Was it something Lu Xinjian did at that time?

"It's nothing to do with gossip. It's common sense that bosses and supervisors can't get too close to their employees, unless they are the smiling tiger type. Otherwise, they are gambling with the conscience of the employee."

Elodie said calmly, "It's the same as when a teacher is too gentle and often gets along well with students. If you are too nice to your students, you are gambling on their conscience and self-control. Having a good relationship with students won't make them feel guilty when they can't complete their homework. It will only make those poor students think that it's okay not to do their homework, because a nice teacher won't punish me. The same goes for the boss. Your boss is gambling by doing this."

It seems... that's really the case?

"Well……"

As we were chatting, I don’t know if it was because of the smell of Elodie’s chili sauce that irritated me, but I just felt a sudden pain in my stomach, which was originally just a little uncomfortable. I couldn’t help but quickly run to the sofa next to me and sit down.

Is it really so uncomfortable for girls during their menstrual period?

I always feel uncomfortable all over, but I don’t know where else I feel uncomfortable except for the stomachache. Then I feel very irritable and I always feel like I’m neither sitting nor lying down.

Speaking of which, Miss Death, it's okay for you to design the body of an ordinary girl who has her periods, but at least don't make it into this kind of physique, right?

"You...why are you looking at me?"

Yin Xiamo, who felt my resentful gaze, said in an innocent tone: "I didn't do anything?"

It's you, and you said you didn't do anything...

What bodies of elves and succubi from another world? I don’t believe that the physiques of elves and demons are so poor.

In most literary works, elves are a long-lived species. Generally, long-lived species have a low desire to reproduce, and it may take hundreds of years for them to give birth to an offspring. Or the elves in some works simply don't need to reproduce like humans, and all is done by the "Elf Tree". An entire tribe of elves are born from the tree, so female elves probably don't have problems with "menstruation" or the like.

As for succubi, that goes without saying. Succubi are experts in sex. Do succubi have menstrual cramps? Do they have a few days of inconvenience every month? Doesn't that affect their performance? Even if there are succubi that can do that, they can probably use magic to solve it, and then the fittest will survive. Only succubi with strong performance can reproduce, and gradually only those with smooth menstruation will remain.

To sum up, my current situation can only be arranged by some unscrupulous god of death.

She absolutely, absolutely... did it on purpose!

"It's like this. I also feel uncomfortable when I have my period."

Elodie came back and said, "Since you two know Xiaomo, I'll ask you to take care of her."

"Ok."

Yin Xiamo waved her hand and said, "Goodbye, editor!"

"I'm going to go to that coffee shop after get off work today. After the merger of Yaedo and Melon Bag, the company has too many editors. It doesn't matter if I'm not there. I can try to change jobs."

Elodie went upstairs and quickly changed her clothes, then came downstairs with her small bag: "Let's go."

"Be careful on the road——"

Watching Elodie walk out of the house, I took out the cell phone from my skirt pocket with great depression, deliberately ignored the person next to me, and planned to search for information about "menstruation" on the Internet.

"I'll go out and buy you what you need."

Yin Xiamo didn't continue to provoke me, and walked towards the door of the house: "Is there anything you want to buy? Or what do you want to eat? If it's not spicy or cold, I can help bring it back."

"No, there's nothing to buy."

For some reason, I was in a particularly bad mood, and my tone seemed much more decadent than the usually lively "Yin Nuoer": "I can just lie down for a while."

"Then you should rest first."

The girl at the door looked at me like a grumpy girlfriend, not caring about my "willfulness" at all: "Call me in about an hour if you have anything, and I can come back as soon as possible."

"it is good."

I was busy looking up information and responded: "Go ahead."

With the sound of the door closing, Yin Xiamo walked out of the room. I turned my attention back to the mobile phone screen and carefully looked up the relevant information.