Don't confiscate my citizenship

Under the warm candlelight, the Demon King Yuci Restaurant seems to be filled with golden warmth.

The silver candlestick looks noble and solemn in the center of the table. The candle at the top is swaying, reflecting the bright light on the surrounding vessels. Through the orange-red flame, the air has a sense of confusion.

The dancing shadows of the candlelight are projected on the table. The white tablecloth with gold edges contrasts with the dark texture of the table. Everything looks warm and beautiful, as if it can make people forget their worries.

Huberlian, did you see that I successfully stopped the chaos of wasting food?

Lan Qi looked at Hyperion and said, his words full of positive energy.

...

Hyperion lowered her head and did not dare to answer Lan Qi's words, and she did not even dare to say a word.

She was worried that when the goddess would deduct Lan Qi's merits, she would sit next to her as well.

No matter what, she was raised as a human in a human country, but she still wants to be a human being!

far away.

After the restaurant manager dealt with the silver-haired devil who violated the restaurant's rules, he quickly walked towards Lan Qi with concerned eyes.

Not a few seconds passed.

We are very sorry that you have had a bad dining experience in our restaurant, and we will try our best to provide you with satisfactory compensation.

The manager quickly helped Lan Qi put the demonic wine that could warm him up in his hand, and then said to Lan Qi sincerely.

No...it's not your problem, thank you very much.

Lan Qi picked up the wine glass with trembling fingertips.

After taking a sip, the original state of struggling in the snow was finally relieved.

He took a deep breath and looked at the manager again:

Mr. Manager, may I ask if the ingredients for the dishes that the silver-haired customer had ordered before but were not presented to him in the end are now available? And is there any chance for us to order some new dishes?

Lan Qi had not seen the two limited dishes on the silver-haired devil's table before.

Apparently the silver-haired devil ordered first, but planned to enjoy it last as the final meal.

sure.

The manager tilted his body slightly, nodded and said to Lan Qi.

Then these two.

Lan Qi opened the menu, showed the pages of the two limited dishes to the manager, and then said.

No problem, and we still need to compensate you according to the restaurant's practice.

The manager took the menu from Lan Qi's hand and bowed slightly to salute the two of them.

Lan Qi watched the manager hesitate for a moment, then sighed.

I don't think you have any responsibility. If there is someone at fault, it should be the guy who wasted food indiscriminately and did not appreciate the excellent meals that the chefs put their efforts into providing.

Lan Qi's words were full of regret and helplessness. Looking at the body of the silver-haired demon,

The compensation should not be borne by you. This is a restaurant that I am extremely satisfied with. I like it and hope it can run better, that's all.

...

Upon hearing this, the manager was silent for a moment, and finally nodded his thanks again.

Lan Qi's words made him feel happy and extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction.

As a restaurant that pays attention to service quality and strictly follows the highest standards, they are naturally a little angry and dissatisfied with those customers who are overly picky and even look down on their efforts with superior eyes like a silver-haired devil.

As for a customer like Lan Qi who understands the preciousness of food and even tastes their food with a heart of appreciation and gratitude, the difference between him and the silver-haired devil is too strong.

But every wrongdoer has his own owner. If possible, can you hand over that guy's body to me? I hope to bury him with my own hands and give him a requiem.

Lan Qi looked at the silver-haired demon lying motionless on the ground and said again.

What Lan Qi really wanted was the gold coins that exploded from this silver-haired demon.

There may be some treasures on this hidden monster, as well as a lot of credit coins.

Of course, no problem, I'll be responsible for packing it for you.

The restaurant manager had already noticed the music department nameplate on Lan Qi's chest and quickly understood what Lan Qi meant.

He knew that there were some forbidden spiritual magics in the music department, and obviously this silver-haired demon was a good material.

If it were just this kind of request, the restaurant manager would be happy to agree, and there would also be teachers willing to collect the body for them, which would save even more work.

Sir, we will try our best to provide you with the best service during this meal. We hope you can have a satisfactory experience.

The manager bowed to Ranchi and stepped away.

…

The time that followed seemed to flow especially slowly and peacefully.

In the restaurant, music flows in low tones, and the occasional crisp sound of silverware clinking together, along with the faint aroma of food coming from the kitchen in the distance, leaves only a sense of wonder and harmony in the atmosphere.

Eat and drink enough first, then count the loot later.

Lan Qi said happily, reaching for the fresh vegetables with the fork in his hand, and then gently put a small piece of it into his mouth.

What flashed across his face was the heartfelt satisfaction and happiness.

He protected the restaurant's ingredients from being wasted, and the restaurant rewarded him with a large set of gold coins. Today he did another great deed.

...

Hyperion glanced at Lanqi secretly, wanting to say something, but unable to say it.

Lan Qi, when you get back, come with me to the goddess's temple to pray.

Hyperion said softly.

She felt that she needed to repent, and Lan Qi needed to repent even more. She really couldn't do too many sacrifices.

Even if it was for the sake of her missing old father, she had to accumulate more virtue, so that the goddess might favor her.

Hyperion has heard since she was a child that the goddess loves all living beings equally, even demons. As long as she has good intentions, she will provide guidance and salvation.

No problem, hiss, but this flag is...

Lan Qi suddenly realized the danger of Hyperion's words.

Often if you say such promised lines, you may really not be able to return to this world.

But Lan Qi then thought: Is there such a good thing? Can you really stay in Demon Academy without going back?

Twelve hours is really too short.

How he wished he could truly spend his entire student life in this Purgatory Corridor Academy.

...

Hyperion raised her eyes and watched the slight change in Lan Qi's expression, always feeling that his heart was extremely active.

But she couldn't understand.

She didn't know whether this barrier was because she didn't understand human hearts, or whether it was because she didn't understand the devil's mind.

After staying with Lanqi, a very new human being, for a long time, Hyperion often felt confused and even had a sense of self-doubt.

She shook her head.

All merit points have been deducted.

That being said, let’s eat first.

Everyone can guess in advance what identity the silver-haired demon who was accidentally killed by Lan Qi will be, and what identity Lan Qi will be when he ends up in the Demon Academy ()