Kill me again, Miss Witch

In an instant, familiar scenes and breath of life came into view.

Entrance, wooden floor, chandelier, living room, TV, coffee table, kitchen, bathroom, stairs... The house full of life imprints of the 21st century on Earth once again appeared in front of Shaar.

Miss Witch raised her head and carefully looked at the scene in the room.

Where Shaar didn't notice, she clenched her fist lightly.

Obviously, the house is full of things that Miss Witch is completely unfamiliar with, and she doesn't even have the most basic cognition, which makes this powerful existence with the personality of a god feel a shock for the first time.

This is the impact of technology and change.

"Come in, Your Excellency Agnes."

Xia took off his shoes first, took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them on his feet.

Watching his actions, Miss Witch froze for a moment, stood where she was, and looked down at the delicate little feet wrapped in high heels under the black gauze skirt.

"Oh, sorry, this is the habit in my hometown. You need to change into slippers when you enter the door." Shaar saw Miss Witch's hesitation, and said, "But you are a guest, you can come as you like, just put on your shoes You can come in too."

Agnes stared at Shaar silently, trying to tell if she was teasing her.

After all, Shaar had made similar moves before.

For example, if she stops in the middle of a story, she can't help but ask about the ending of the story before she can finish it in a leisurely manner.

For another example, when introducing flower names just now, it is obvious that you can directly say the name that women like, but you have to do the operation of "lycoris flower".

Miss Witch doesn't talk much, but it doesn't mean she doesn't notice it.

But she didn't care about these behaviors of Shaar, and she was even a little conniving.

If those beings who are familiar with her saw these scenes, they would probably be surprised from ear to ear.

When did the once powerful witch who could destroy the world become like this?

"..."

After confirming that this was not a tease, Miss Witch was silent for a while, then bent down slightly.

Under Xiaya's surprised gaze, she untied the knots of her thin strappy high heels, curled up her slender white toes, then lifted her feet out of the shoes, and stepped barefoot on the somewhat cold wooden floor.

Then, repeat this action again.

Seeing her do-it-yourself attitude, Xia quickly opened the shoe cabinet, found a pair of pink slippers, and placed them in front of Miss Witch.

"..."

Seemingly dissatisfied with the color of the slippers, Miss Witch stared at the cute bunny printed on the upper, and finally put it on like Shaar.

The original cool temperament was instantly destroyed by the cute slippers.

But because of this, there is a little less god-like aloofness, and a little more the atmosphere of ordinary women's home life.

"Is this your home?"

Following Xia into the living room, Miss Witch kept switching her gaze to various things, and spoke.

The house is divided into upper and lower floors.

The first floor is composed of the living room, balcony, kitchen, cloakroom, and bathroom. The placement and state of all items remain the same as they were last seen by Char before he crossed over.

On the wall in the center of the living room, the LCD TV was not turned off, and a product advertisement was playing. This sound first attracted Miss Witch's attention.

Looking at the shopping guide who was introducing a certain food in the advertisement, he didn't look away for a long time.

After a while, her eyes became a little pitiful, and she said, "She is also trapped in such a small place, and can only do the same thing day after day?"

"What crime did she...commit?"

Hearing this, Xia came back to his senses from nostalgia.

Looking at the shopping guide on the TV, Shaar said with a smile: "This is not imprisoned, but a video collected in advance. Through this... an item similar to a magic tool, It can be broadcast at different times for people to watch."

This makes the explanation easier to understand.

Miss Witch breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

Then he turned his attention to the coffee table.

There were some things placed in a mess on the coffee table, such as cigarettes, lighters, mobile phones, toilet paper and other items, but what attracted Miss Witch's attention was the big bear doll on the corner of the table.

The doll is packed in a transparent bag and has not been opened yet.

Thinking of the origin of this thing, Xia Ya said with some irony: "This is called a cuddling bear. I bought it for chasing girls at the time. Fortunately, I chased it for several months, but finally failed, so there is no Give it away."

"I always mock others as licking dogs. Thinking about it carefully, how could I be any better?"

Char said in a self-deprecating tone.

"Lick the dog, what is it?"

Miss Witch glanced at Shaar.

Shaar thought for a while and explained: "That's the kind of idiot who wants to pay for the person he likes from the bottom of his heart, but he is abandoned like a shoe, and uses a hot face to stick a cold butt."

After understanding what he said, Miss Witch shook her head lightly.

"Then you should be more confident." She said softly, as if comforting Xia, "You are not licking a dog."

"At least in my opinion, you are a good man."

"Cough cough cough..."

Miss Witch, it's not fun to say that!

Shaar thought with a wry smile.

Unexpectedly, she was actually issued a good person card by Miss Witch, although the other party didn't mean that.

Obviously, in the eyes of Agnes, who is not from Earth, her words were out of appreciation and comfort to Shaar.

In order to change the subject, Xia walked towards the refrigerator.

"By the way, are you hungry, do you want to try the food from my hometown?"

Miss Witch did not answer the question.

How can gods have the physiological needs of ordinary humans?

After opening the refrigerator, Xia rummaged through the freezer for a while, and found a box of strawberry-flavored ice cream.

He found a clean iron spoon, opened the ice cream box, and handed it to Miss Witch.

Miss Witch stared at the pink cake-like object in the box, reached out to take it, and did not refuse.

For her, these are extremely novel things.

Memories are very precious things, especially for Miss Witch who is sealed in the palace of the abyss, every memory is worth repeating for her.

What's more, human life is very short. Although Xiaya is a bit special, in her heart, she is still a human being.

Since they are human beings, they will die sooner or later, and these memories are all the more precious.

So Miss Witch did not reject Shaar's proposal.

Since the last time he offered to put her shoes on, Agnes has figured out a lot.

"..."

To her surprise, after holding it, a cold sensation came over her.

Scratching it up with a spoon, Miss Witch carefully observed it for a while, and then put it in her mouth under Shaar's nervous gaze.

The entrance is cold and delicate, and it quickly turns into a viscous liquid that spreads in the mouth.

After savoring it carefully for a while, Miss Witch slowly said: "The taste is a bit strange, but there is no special taste."

"?"

Xia Ya felt as if he had been provoked. .

Your Majesty the Witch, you have offended a strawberry party of your own!

So he took another spoon, scraped a big chunk off the ice cream, and put it in his mouth.

Afterwards, Shaar's expression froze.

Sure enough, as Miss Witch said, it is cold and delicate, but it has no taste at all.

Ah this.

Where's my strawberry ice cream?

Watching Shaar's expression, Miss Witch thought for a while, and explained: "Probably because there were some omissions when you constructed this scene, so the details were not restored properly."

"Can you make it up?"

Char, who was thinking about strawberry ice cream, asked.

After a moment of silence, Miss Witch said, "Yes."

"What should I do?"

Xia Ya's eyes lit up slightly.

"Give me your hand." Miss Witch gently raised her hand, "Then recall the details and let me fill them in."

"Uh, can I?"

Staring at her white and flawless hands, Xia asked.

Miss Witch glanced at him, but said nothing.

Like a playboy in the outside world, Shaar, who dared to miss Angelica, ate maid ice cream, kissed Celie, and carried away Mrs. Violet, was shy for the first time when facing Miss Witch.

He took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently overlapped the pair of catkins.

Cold, smooth and soft.

Then, he recalled the specific details of the strawberry flavor in his mind, and with a flash of light, the color of the originally tasteless ice cream became much brighter.

Under Shaar's somewhat nervous gaze, Miss Witch picked up the spoon again, scraped a little and put it into her mouth, licking her tender tongue lightly.

"Sweet?"

"......Um."

Chapter 57 The Curse of Beauty

"This is a gas stove. Compared with the magic-driven flame stove, it consumes more energy. It has advantages and disadvantages."

"This is paper, you see, it's so light and convenient, it's ready to use."

"This is the shower head, which releases a stream of water to cleanse the body, and these, the shampoo and body wash."

"This is the cloakroom, where you store your clothes, hey, this one... this is my school uniform I wore when I was in high school."

"This is a computer. It's a pity that I don't play games very much, and I can't connect to the Internet now."

"And this, this is..."

While talking, Xia showed Miss Witch around his home and introduced her to various daily necessities.

Of course, this is not just an introduction, but also a recollection and arrangement of the past.

The past that was dusty in memory gradually surfaced in my mind.

Miss Witch didn't say a word, she quietly followed behind him, never leaving, sometimes silently staring at an object of interest, sometimes staring at the air in a daze.

From the beginning to the end, she held a box of strawberry ice cream in her hand.

"..."

After scraping away the last spoonful, Miss Witch froze for a moment, swallowed the viscous liquid that melted in her mouth lightly, and then glanced at Shaar.

After discovering that he was introducing the situation in the room with great interest, Agnes moved her fingers imperceptibly.

The box fluctuated a few times, and the ice cream that had been eaten up was filled again.

After a while, Xiaya turned around with a lot of interest, glanced at Miss Witch, and then at the ice cream in the box.

"Why do you feel more?"

Shaar blinked.