I will never give in to Miss Death

Um…about menstruation…generally healthy girls will have their first menstruation in elementary school or junior high school. A few with special physical conditions will have their first menstruation at the age of 14, which is also normal. Menstruation will last for half a week, usually three or four days, with an average of 28 days as a cycle. It is not a fixed date of the month…

Eh? Isn't it fixed?

Then... on this special day, girls may experience abdominal pain, labor pains, cramps, physical weakness, and irritability due to endocrine reasons. Due to the obvious changes in hormones before and after menstruation, some women may experience increased desire, swollen breasts, dizziness, headaches, etc...

so complicated……

You will bleed during your menstrual period, and the amount and specific time of each bleeding are not certain, so you need to wear sanitary napkins or sanitary napkins throughout your menstrual period. It is recommended to change sanitary napkins every three hours or so, and tampons every four hours or so...

and many more.

What I mean is... during this period of time, not only will I have intermittent stomachaches, headaches, bad mood and other problems, but I also have to wear a thick pad underneath and change it every few hours?

This information shocked me as an uncle.

I originally thought that menstruation was just about putting on an extra layer when it was time, but do I have to change it frequently? It seems like a hassle!

It's fine at home, but if it's school, do you have to go to the bathroom to change when the get out of class is over? At work, do you also have to go to the bathroom from time to time in the company?

So... three or four days a month, and I change it a few hours a day, how many of these supplies do I need to buy each month?

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be considered a fixed expense, right?

After carefully reading the introduction about "menstruation" on the Internet, my already bad mood became even worse.

When I think about how I will have to wear a thick layer inside my panties at about this time every month, or put a tampon in there, and change it several times a day, and also have stomachaches, feel bad, and feel weak, I feel that the future is bleak.

After being spotted by an editor at a comic convention because I was too cute and working as a poster girl for a day, earning a thousand dollars, and getting a relatively easy job as a maid because I was a girl, I thought there was nothing wrong with being a girl. But now, I was completely strangled by the ruthless reality.

It’s really...not convenient at all for girls at times like this!

Is this what they call "there is gain in loss"?

Out of curiosity, I tried searching the prices of sanitary napkins on various online stores.

Day and night combination 29 yuan...Extra long night use...59.9 yuan...

How much is this? An average of 2.81 yuan per piece?

Isn't that the price of a bottle of Coke?

Wow, this means I drank a bottle of Coke every few hours during this period? And I have to continue consuming Coke for three or four days?

Ugh...it's starting to hurt again.

Feeling something was not right on the sofa, I propped myself up and stood up, then trotted back to my room and found a small blanket to cover my stomach.

It says on the Internet that if it hurts too much, you can use something warm to protect your stomach.

While looking up information, I also found some less popular knowledge, which is that due to the influence of some pheromones, if several girls with different menstrual dates live together, like in a dormitory, their dates will gradually get closer over time, and eventually the entire dormitory will have their periods on the same day.

Also, some girls with particularly poor physical constitutions will experience very high levels of pain, which can really affect their daily work. If the pain really reaches the point of fainting, it is recommended that you seek medical attention.

In comparison, my situation is relatively good. I can feel the pain, but it is not particularly painful. I can stand up and walk. If I try to force myself to work in this state, I will be fine, but my temper may be particularly bad. Although I won't get angry over everything, I am definitely not as gentle as the usual "Yin Nuoer".

No, I'm not gentle at all.

I'm an old man, a macho man, why should I care about that!

After I had finished looking up most of the information, I got up and sat on the computer chair next to the crib, covered my stomach with the quilt, and pressed the power button.

It just so happens that I haven't written much novel these two days, and my saved manuscripts have been almost used up, so now I can make up for it.

This is basically what it's like to write novels as a part-time job while having a regular job.

Occasionally I leave work early, or take the bus to and from work, and write some spare time. On holidays, when I finish my own work for the day, I try to write and save as much as possible. I don’t post what I write. I update 2000 words on time every day and keep updating as long as I get full attendance.

Writing a book this way is like what Elodie said, if you update one chapter every day without fail, you won't get any recommendation or reader reward, and you will get paid simply by being present at all times.

There is no way. I am an unknown author. Unlike those big writers, any new book will be praised by the public and read by many people. The uncertainty of writing as a full-time job is too great. I can only write and update as much as possible while having a legitimate and stable job. Otherwise, I will be like the uncle who lived in a rental house before, unable to afford food.

[Paipai is short of two players, new season of Top Hunter bumper car, come on board]

[Is anyone here? I'm DD, please send me an aircraft carrier to provide cover]

[300 women's clothing comes with a question mark of Xiaosi, new courtyard, I, Kirito, pull the sword light]

[Why can't I understand this Qiyana's damage? She killed my top laner Noxus in one second at 0-4? ]

Just like before, his reader group still "talks about almost everything except novels", and even those familiar faces have formed various "teams" and used group chats as "game assembly calls".

[Oh, I'm such a fat otaku. I'm so bad at playing games.]

[You're going to make me laugh to death, you fat otaku? Are you fatter than me? ]

[You two stop pretending. Everyone knows that I’m the only otaku in the group, and you’re all pretty girls]

[Would a beautiful girl read a short and weak novel like this one written by an uncle? ]

"..."

Feeling a little speechless, I glanced at the editorial group of Elodie and Rabbit again, and found that these authors were discussing what topics they were going to write about in the new essay contest after the merger of Miguabao and Yaedo.

[Don't write about transformation. Do you have a mine at home? You want to make money but not earn it, right?]

[The signing standard for transformation has been raised again. If anyone is ready to blow themselves up, don’t drag down your good brothers in the group.]

[Since the supernatural channel was blocked and transformation was suppressed, doomsday novels are almost gone. Don’t ask me why. The news above]

[Apocalyptic novels are also being banned? I think I understand why. Now everything is peaceful and prosperous.]

[Hush...too much talk leads to mistakes]

I checked my QQ and WeChat messages, and read through the comments and complaints about my novel. After making sure that nothing was related to me, I closed the chat software and opened a typing program.

Although I'm not feeling well today, I still have no problem writing and writing a book.

Anyway, try not to bring your own emotions into the novel.

Just like working in a maid cafe, as a waitress, I should show my best side. If I feel aggrieved or dissatisfied, I can cry in the bathroom after get off work.

I put on my headphones, listened to the soothing music playlist, pressed the play button, took a deep breath in front of the computer, and began my routine of typing and saving drafts.

Even if I temporarily set "buying a small house" as my goal, I still have to work hard.

The novel is updated every day to ensure full attendance. After it is put on the shelves, according to the worst collection and subscription ratio of 20:1, the income from full attendance monthly tickets should add up to about two thousand. The salary at the coffee shop is close to ten thousand, so if you save a little in a month, you can save about ten thousand.

When life becomes stable, you can improve your food, or buy a new computer, new clothes...

No matter what, it’s always a good idea to save money.

I don't know what someone's plans for the future are.

As I was writing, the scene from last night's dream inexplicably emerged in my mind again.

If she can have her period now, it proves that she is no different from an ordinary girl. In other words... she can have children.

The browser history of Yin Xiamo's computer contains browsing records related to "Lesbian giving birth".

She must be planning some shocking conspiracy, and this conspiracy is inextricably linked to me.

As a tough guy, or an invincible hero who had a little devil firmly under his control in his previous life, would I allow her to control me in turn and allow her to play with me in her hands? That is definitely impossible.

This is the real world, if you have money you have everything.

Since Miss Death thinks that just one month's period can break me down and make me look as pitiful as a little girl, I will not do as she wishes.

Not only do I have to update my novels normally during this special period, but I also have to appear "brave and fearless".

Isn't it just changing clothes regularly? Isn't it just a little stomach discomfort? Since it is a normal physiological phenomenon, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Come on, Noer, you can do it. Don’t surrender to that unscrupulous Grim Reaper.

With this mood, I quickly immersed myself in the atmosphere of the novel, my little hands typing away on the keyboard.

In the quiet bedroom, you can faintly hear the chirping of early birds coming from outside the window.

And the "ding-ding-ding" sound of the breeze blowing through the wind chimes.

……

"I am back!"

About an hour later, the door opened and Yin Xiamo's voice came from the living room: "Dear, are you okay?"

"..."

I didn't say anything, and soon the girl walked into the room and asked, "Are you still typing, dear?"

"Who is your dear?"

I took off my headphones and said, "I was writing a battle scene, and you ruined the good atmosphere."

"Sorry!"

The other party seemed to be in a good mood for the first time, holding up two bags filled with unknown things: "I bought you food and some daily necessities."

"food?"

I stood up: "What to eat?"

Yin Xiamo took out two boxes from one of the bags: "The supermarket sells pineapple buns and glutinous rice rolls, and they're still hot."

"How do you know I like pineapple buns and..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I realized something: "Have you read all the computer records?"

I really like pineapple buns, especially those that are freshly baked and hot. I have searched online more than once for how to bake pineapple buns in the oven. I have also discussed with others on forums the differences between the three popular pineapple buns.

Originally, I thought that the Grim Reaper peeked at my computer browsing history because she wanted to use those strange sexual fetishes as a threat to coerce and bribe me to do all kinds of strange things. Now it seems... she didn't seem to be selective in what she was looking at?

"And this, I bought sanitary napkins and tampons, both of which are suitable for little girls."

After placing the box of pineapple buns, which was obviously still hot, on the computer desk, Yin Xiamo took out two large bags from the bag: "Try it."

"I……"

My face instantly became hot.

"I...I'll try it myself later."

As I said that, I looked at the other bag: "What are those?"

"Ginger, and brown sugar flakes."

Yin Xiamo took out the things one by one: "And this is a special warm pack. I'll heat it up later. Put it on your belly while you type. It will make you feel better."

Seeing the girl in front of me being a little clumsy, I felt touched for some reason: "Can you make ginger and brown sugar water?"

"I...I can try."

After taking the warm baby aside and plugging it into a power source, Yin Xiamo picked up the bag containing the materials and said, "I searched online. It looks very simple. There shouldn't be any problem."

I tilted my head: "Should?"

"perhaps."

"No, the coffee shop manager has made me some brown sugar water. Don't mess around. Just buy it and bring it back. If it hurts, I'll make it myself."

I put my headphones back on. "Anyway, thank you for your help. Wait a minute. I'll finish this chapter first."

"Well, come on."

Miss Death seemed particularly gentle today. After hearing what I said, she took the initiative to leave the room and helped close the door.

There are less than a hundred words left. Let me see how this chapter ends...

A few minutes later, with the soft music playing in my headphones, I finished the draft of this chapter of the novel.

Hmm...my stomach still feels uncomfortable.

This situation will continue for several days...Oh my God!

I took the sanitary napkin that Yin Xiamo brought back, opened it carefully, and then checked the instructions on it.

Let's use this first. Forget about tampons. I'm really not used to them...

Put this... as a cushion like this... and then put on panties?

After following the instructions and spending some time, I finally managed to add this layer of padding under the skirt.

This should be fine, right?

After jumping twice on the spot to get used to the feeling of a layer of cotton towel in my panties, I pushed open the door of the room.

"Xiaomo?"

The light was on in the kitchen not far away, and the sound of the range hood could be heard.