Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

After dinner was ready, when he came out with fried rice, he heard the little girl humming softly in the living room.

"I'm so hungry, I have nothing to eat, I'm going to die soon..."

"I really want to eat..."

"I want to go home, I don't want to be in this world anymore, the devil is a big villain, he won't give me food, big villain, big villain, woohoo, big villain..."

Charlotte: "..."

Why should I give you food?

Do I owe you anything?

You pointed at me with a big sword just now, you are an enemy who wants my life, okay?

Perhaps hearing the sound of footsteps, the little girl turned her head secretly, took a look at where he had gone, then quickly retracted her head, hugged the pillow and continued to roll and hum.

Out of sight out of mind.

Charlotte pretended not to see, brought the meal to the table, and sat down.

Just as he was about to put down the chopsticks, the little girl ran over with bare feet, and lay down beside the table pitifully, only showing half of her small face.

Charlotte pretended to be blind with a straight face.

Just opened my mouth.

The little girl sniffed immediately, the corners of her eyes turned red, and big teardrops swirled in her eye sockets.

Take the chopsticks away from your mouth.

The little girl was fine again, and continued to watch eagerly.

Charlotte: "..."

Are you the king of torture?

Not only want to kill me physically, but also torture me mentally?

Chapter 6 I'm Cute, Please Give Me Money

The little girl's scalp felt numb, and Charlotte held the chopsticks, neither eating nor not eating for a while.

Never thought about it.

A brave man who can act cute is even more terrifying than a brave man who wields a sword.

Charlotte didn't look at her, so the little girl lay down on the other side, continued to show half of her small face, pretending to be pitiful, and persevering.

Finally, she couldn't bear to be stared at by her resentful little eyes. With a dark face, Charlotte went to get a small bowl, and gave her a third of it. Afraid that she would not know how to use chopsticks, she inserted another small bowl. Give her the spoon.

"That's enough, sit over there and don't look at me."

"Thank you."

Emile happily took the small bowl and climbed onto the stool, looking satisfied.

The young girl is happy.

Seeing the happy look of the little girl with crooked eyebrows and crooked mouth, Charlotte has lost her temper, holding her chin weakly, feeling exhausted.

Are you a moth who can only act cute?

He can deal with all kinds of people, except Emile.

How can there be such a stupid child in this world who is both greedy and persistent, who doesn't play cards according to the routine.

And she just happened to be the most difficult hero to deal with...

compared to other warriors.

Emile is simply a fool, he has no scheming at all, he is as simple as a piece of clean white paper that has not been stained at all, but he is as persistent as a donkey when he sees food.

If it wasn't for him who was really useless.

But any demon king with magic power can capture her as a slave to vent.

Or because I feel that my breath is too weak.

No threat at all?

If you think about it that way, it's a little depressing.

Charlotte rested her chin and observed for a while, then picked up a chopstick and pestered her.

"Emile...you can't go back anyway, let's discuss it. After you eat this bowl of rice, just pretend you didn't see me, and let me go today."

"Ah, no, I am a brave man, and a brave man wants to kill the Demon King."

The little girl shook her head with rice in her mouth.

It's hard for her to speak clearly with so many things stuffed in her mouth.

"Then after killing me, you can't go back, and you don't have the money to live on. How can you survive in this world?"

Charlotte tapped the table with her finger.

The essence of negotiation is the exchange of interests. He had no bargaining chips before, but now he has them.

without him...

The little girl couldn't survive at all.

Turning around, he seemed to see the hope of living suddenly.

"I have money."

The little girl didn't care, put down the spoon, untied the small bag from her waist, poured out a dozen gold coins, and two cute little shells.

Charlotte picked up one, weighed it lightly, and then pinched it with her nails.

It doesn't feel right.

"This is an Atler gold coin, which is not circulated in the human world, and the brass ones are not worth much."

"Then I have no money."

The little girl said casually, pack those two cute little shells well, and don't want the gold coins, and then continued to eat.

Really delicious.

Only with a full stomach can she have the strength to kill the Demon King.

Seeing her nonchalant look, Charlotte froze for a moment, feeling a little unbelievable.

Money is the general equivalent.

Even if humans are different from the demon world, their attitude towards currency should not be so different, after all, there is no electronic payment for humans in another world.

"Do you know what money represents?"

"I know."

"Now that you know, you should know that you can't live without money. Here, you can't get a job at such a young age."

Charlotte raised her hand.

Compared with Emile's smaller body.

An eleven or twelve-year-old girl, I dare not use her in any legal place...

Unless she goes to aid ○.

"I'll ask other people for money." Emile ate the fried rice nonchalantly.

"How?"

"I'm very cute, please give me the money," the little girl thought for a while, "I usually just say that, and people will give me the money when they see that I'm a brave and brave Emile. The common people respect me very much."

This is a little trick her mother taught her. It has been used for more than ten years and it is very convenient.

Charlotte: "..."

You are really a moth to humans from another world.

Dreams always wake up.

Charlotte decided to brutally puncture the little girl's fantasy.

"But in this world, no one knows the brave at all, and no one will give you money."

After Charlotte finished speaking, Emile was finally stunned. She ate a little slower, and it took a long time to put a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth.

Swallowed slowly.

It took the little girl a long time to understand digestion, and she blinked in disbelief, a little flustered.

"……Really."

"What do you mean, Aunt Zhao next door didn't know you just now, she took you as my sister." Charlotte said, holding her chin.

In fact, in the age of the Internet.

Maybe she can really get a lot of money, such as becoming an Internet celebrity or something.

But at least for now, he must convince the little girl that this world is cruel, and he can only rely on the devil, otherwise he will be desperate.

It can be expensive to raise a little girl.

In order to survive, to prevent her from murdering this unarmed and useless devil king, it is worth the money and time spent, at least let her rely on herself temporarily in this world of no relatives and no reason.

Charlotte held her breath.

Quietly waiting for the answer from the little girl in front of him.

"Well."

Emile pursed her lips, temporarily caught in a tangle, but she didn't stop, and kept eating automatically.

Finish the fried rice in the small bowl.

The little girl just knelt on the chair and looked at him with empty eyes.

"Then what should I do."