Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

I am not a big family.

The family is poor, so Emile can't afford to eat snacks endlessly. It's okay to drink Coke, but it must be controlled by him.

I vaguely remember that this box of Coke was brought back by the way when the Qinhai City Games was held last time. At that time, I was a volunteer for two days, and I was given a 50 yuan subsidy if I didn't have to go to class.

It is impossible to spend money, and it is impossible to spend money in this life.

"Oh."

The little girl agreed regretfully, very disappointed.

Refrigerators are no fun at all.

After 15 minutes, Charlotte finished washing, led Emile downstairs, and went to eat at the breakfast stand outside the community together.

In the modern world, armor looks out of place with its surroundings.

Wearing it once in a while can explain to neighbors that she is a little girl in a Cosplay anime character, but if she wears it every day, coupled with Emile's overly beautiful face, it is difficult to make people suspicious.

Not to mention that the armor cannot be washed in a washing machine.

According to Emile's character of being lazy, industrious and lazy, it is herself who suffers.

Charlotte's solution was to find her a shirt and pants that she didn't wear, and let the little girl process them with reduction surgery.

Anyway, only wear one day.

After a while, I will take her to the store to buy suitable children's clothing.

After changing clothes, the little girl looked pretty, her waist-length beige curly hair tied up, white shirt, khaki slacks, and a pair of pink rabbit cotton slippers on her feet, refreshing and lovely.

After changing clothes.

Emile really looks like an overly beautiful and delicate mixed-race child.

Appreciating it for a while, Charlotte clapped her hands lightly.

"nice."

"hey-hey."

The little girl narrowed her eyes, smiled embarrassedly, and turned around in the elevator.

Chapter 9 Your cute little ancestor has appeared!

The autumn morning is slightly cool, and the leaves are covered with dew. There are old men and women doing Tai Chi in the community, and some people are walking large dogs on a leash.

The morning sun is not bad.

Charlotte took the little girl out of the community in the sunshine, and occasionally met acquaintances to say hello, and walked until there was no one there, before he turned back and told Emile some precautions.

"Be careful of those people who are nice to you suddenly. There are many villains in this world. Some people like a little girl your age, and they will trick you away and do some perverted and nasty things. It's best not to talk to anyone, stranger You can't take what people give you."

"I'm thirsty and won't let me drink Coke. Is it a perverted and nasty thing?" The little girl thought for a while with her fingers in her mouth.

"Forget it."

In order to deepen the little girl's awareness of vigilance.

Charlotte chooses to lie.

Emile was startled, and quickly looked left and right to see who looked like a villain, and trotted nervously to follow closely beside Charlotte.

So panic.

This world is so scary.

Satisfied with such educational achievements, Charlotte raised a finger and continued to popularize the necessary knowledge to the little girl.

"No matter who you meet, don't reveal that we are from another world."

"Oh."

"Don't use magic power casually."

"Oh."

"That place over there is a supermarket, which basically sells everything. The place next to it is called a barber shop. You can go there to cut your hair when it grows. That is a newsstand."

"Is there anything delicious in the supermarket?"

The little girl didn't hear the second half of the sentence, and stared at the supermarket sign with bright eyes.

Key words, sell everything.

"have it."

Charlotte looked up at the sky and said.

Sure enough, the rice bucket is the main body?

He decided to bring food with him when introducing places in the future, so that Emile would not forget.

Early in the alley opposite, to cross the road.

The two were waiting for the car at the intersection, and there were cars coming and going on Kaiyun Road in the early morning. The cars were running around like metal monsters, which made Emile feel a little strange and scared, and hid half of her body behind Charlotte.

She looked left and right, and saw a little girl not far away, holding her mother's arm.

He hesitated.

Emile followed suit and held Charlotte's hand.

Charlotte's hand was much bigger than hers, holding him, she felt relieved all of a sudden.

The little girl secretly patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong."

Charlotte looked back at the little girl.

"I'm a little scared, can you lead me across the road?" The little girl blinked embarrassedly.

Charlotte was dumbfounded, and also laughed.

Although the enemy...

But do you want to be so cute all the time?

Brave man.

Even afraid of the eight-lane road.

"Look at the traffic lights above. You can pass the green lights. There are no cars. You can't walk when the lights are red. As long as you follow the rules, you won't be hit by a car."

"What if it happens."

The little girl still pursed her lips, holding on to him and not letting go.

So many lights.

She couldn't understand it at all.

"If you touch it, you will touch it," Charlotte shrugged, "You must be at least an eighth-level fighter."

According to the standards of fighting power in other worlds, a brave man must be at least a ninth-level magister, a warrior, or an eighth-level dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

Eighth-rank fighter.

The physique is basically enough to physically resist strategic missiles.

"Ninth order."

The little girl raised a small hand and compared five fingers, and then compared four fingers, adding up to nine, proudly correcting.

Although my mother said she was stupid.

But she fights very well, and she has no opponents in the Holy Order.

Charlotte froze for a moment, slightly surprised.

The ninth level is basically the existence of the top level of human beings. Above it is the great magister and the title swordsman. He knows that the youngest ninth level broke through at the age of 15. How old is Emile? !

"How old are you this year?"

"I'm 11 years old, and I just broke through the ninth level half a year ago."

The little girl jumped up and down.

pride.

Charlotte nodded. Now, he can finally understand why Emile has such a personality.

Being able to possess the strength of a ninth-level fighter at such a young age, he will surely be able to easily break through to the tenth level in the future, that is, to enter the realm of the title swordsman.

Pity.

There was a mother who casually threw her to fight the devil.

The red light finally turned green, and Charlotte took the little girl's hand and followed the crowd across the zebra crossing.

Emile glanced aimlessly.

After the traffic light changed color, the steel monsters stopped, but they were still roaring. Surrounded by unfamiliar people and buildings, there were many unfamiliar things and words. This city is really big, and it is so big. People are a little uneasy.

Emile flinched, subconsciously grasping Charlotte's hand.

"The devil, the devil..."

"Eh."

Charlotte looked back helplessly at her lovely little ancestor.

Raising children is a hassle.

"Will you accompany me to cross the road from now on, I still don't dare." The little girl whispered, blinking her eyes.

"Is there any benefit for me to accompany you?" Charlotte asked boredly.

"I'll be happy."

Emile thought for a while, racked her brains, and finally said weakly without confidence.

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