Devil's Department Store

Miser opened the door of the ward a crack and looked in quietly.

Amy hadn't woken up yet, and her mother was busy cleaning up the room. The woman moved neatly, and was only stunned for a moment when she saw the orange peels in the trash can, but at this moment, Amy woke up, and she saw her daughter wrinkled. Frowning, he forgot everything.

She wiped her hands with a wet tissue, touched Amy's face, and said softly, "Honey, are you awake?"

Amy responded in a daze.

"Wake up, mom brought you delicious food, let's take the medicine after eating, shall we?"

Amy opened her eyes and nodded.

Her mother helped her up and took out the dinner from the paper bag. Her movements were careful and careful, as if she was afraid of accidentally breaking her daughter.

Amy cooperated with her movements, and then laughed.

Facing the lovely daughter, the mother also showed a smile: "What's the matter, dear, is there anything happy?"

Amy smiled sweetly and said, "I dreamed about Mimi, and it can still talk."

"Really? What did it say to Amy?"

Amy thought for a while and said, "It said... Well, it said, I'll be fine."

Mom froze for a moment, then smiled again, and said, "Of course, Amy will be fine..."

As if thinking of reality because of this innocent sentence, she paused, took a breath, and then she had the strength to continue laughing and said: "When Amy is well, we will take Mimi to the house, and then we will prepare it together A nest, and toys, delicious."

Amy's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said happily, "Okay! Mimi will be very happy!"

The woman responded quickly and briefly, and lowered her head to get the lunch box.

Amy sensibly finished her dinner, took almost as many pills as she had for dinner, and then started babbling about jokes from the past or dreams to her mother, who just looked at her, His eyes were as gentle as the warmest sun in winter, and as sad as a dead mountain.

Amy was talking, and my mother took out a stack of colored paper and a half-full paper star jar from the drawer. Amy happily took it and started folding stars, and her mother helped her too.

"If one day..."

"what?"

"If one day Amy is gone," Amy said softly, "then I must become a star and hide in a jar."

Amy looked at her mother and said seriously: "Put the jar on my mother's bedside. Amy will come out every night to help my mother brighten her dreams."

Miser almost thought he heard a sob, but when he looked over carefully, he realized that Amy's mother didn't cry in front of Amy. The emaciated woman blinked vigorously and smiled at her daughter firmly. Come out, and said calmly: "Okay, Amy is going to be... Mom's little star."

Amy said seriously: "Mom, don't be sad."

The woman tried hard to make her voice sound normal: "Mom is not sad, Amy didn't make mother sad, didn't Mimi say that Amy will get better, mom believes in Mimi."

The mother and daughter talked for a while, the woman seemed to be unbearable, she packed the lunch box hastily, and quickly walked towards the door, Miser saw this, as if she had been shocked, walked from the door Bounced away, and fled away quickly.

Robert didn't know why Miser had such a reaction. After all, demons don't have human emotions. They look at humans like food. Even a soul like Amy can't impress Miser at all.

Robert didn't think much about it. When Miser returned to Devil's Department Store, he poked his head out of his backpack and said, "Amy's mother has changed a lot. She was not so gentle before. She didn't even care about Amy touching me." Happy, let alone agreeing to Amy to adopt me."

Miser absent-mindedly rummaged through the boxes under the shelves and replied casually, "Mothers are always like this."

Robert heard this and said, "It's as if you have a mother too."

Miser: "..."

Does this cat speak human language?

Miser said blankly: "You don't have a mother, your whole family doesn't have a mother!"

Robert was taken aback by him, shrank his neck and said, "Why are you attacking me, the devil and mother?"

Miser glared at it, and found that the way Robert shrank his neck was so stupid that he thought he was fussing with a poor cat, so he calmed down and muttered, "I wasn't born to be a devil."

Robert was taken aback: "Huh? Really?"

Miser didn't bother to answer, because it was too troublesome to explain the relationship between humans and demons, but when he was not a demon, he did have a gentle mother like Amy's mother, and he would be like that when he was sick Take good care of him.

But Miser didn't miss that time at all.

Just as he was thinking about it, Miser found a tattered snakeskin bag from the bottom shelf.

Seeing this, Robert hurriedly asked, "What is this?"

Miser replied: "The snake fruit produced in hell, the person who eats it will have superhuman wisdom."

"The bag is all dusty," said Robert.

Miser shrugged: "No way, the best selling things are money and beauty."

"So what's the use of it?" Robert asked: "Can it save Amy? Or are you planning to eat one yourself, improve your wisdom and then think of a way? I think the latter idea is pretty good."

Miser suddenly regretted it. Maybe it was not a good idea to keep Robert, and the cat was too annoying to talk.

Robert was still nagging, Miser hesitated for a long time, and slowly put the red snake fruit back.

"It's useless," Miser said. "I got it wrong."

Miser is lying.

Hell snake fruit can actually save Amy, because in addition to inspiring people's wisdom, it also has the side effect of transforming people's thinking circuits into evil. As long as you eat it, Amy will be back from a pure angel, Become a smart and evil little monster.

And when Amy's soul is no longer pure, the difficult situation becomes easy to handle. Miser only needs to let Amy use the desire crystal according to the original plan, and the contract between him and Robert can be completed, and Those billions of side effects and a bad Amy are all borne by Amy herself and the people around her.

This is quite a devilish solution. Hell snake fruit and desire crystals are not expensive, and Miser can be said to be a fortune. As for what will happen to Amy and her mother, and what attitude Robert will have towards him, to Miser It doesn't matter at all.

More precisely, as a demon, Miser should be more than happy to see people suffer and be hated.

But somehow, Miser suddenly didn't want to do it.

Robert watched Miser wandering around the store like a headless fly with a dazed expression. He didn't understand why the stingy succubus was going crazy. Fortunately, Miser walked around four or five times, and returned to the store without waiting for the cat to urge him. After entering the back room, after a long time, he came out holding a velvet box.

Robert and Miser have been together for a while, and they have already glimpsed each other's stingy nature. Even the wisdom fruit is packed in a snakeskin bag. This time, it is packaged so carefully, the things in the box must be quite valuable.

The cat put its paws on the bag and stretched its body: "What is that?"

Sure enough, Miser also showed a tangled expression, and it took a long time before he said: "The feather of the dead bird."

Robert sat on the ground stupidly, looking at him with the expression of a country bumpkin entering the city.

Miser ignored him, and just stuffed the box into the backpack with a distorted expression of distress: "This thing has the function of covering the breath of the living. Wearing it on the body, let alone the people in heaven, even if the god of death came in person, Didn't notice your Amy either."

Misser recalled the mother's suppressed tears again, sighed, and said, "She will always live in good health, and no disease or accident will happen to her."

Although the props Miser mentioned before are very powerful, the efficacy of this feather can be called against the sky, and it has no side effects. I also know how precious it is. Robert was a little stupid, and asked for a long time: "You ...Are you really going to give this to Amy?"

Miser said with a blank expression, "If you ask one more question, I will go back on my word."

Hearing this, Robert quickly pulled the box and hid it under his furry belly, and said loudly, "Thank you! Thank you! I will definitely make you rich, I promise!"

This sentence was quite pleasant, and Miser's face softened, half to comfort himself, half to explain: "But don't get me wrong, it's not for her, it's just for her to use for 93 years, this feather is still mine, I will take it back when she is a hundred years old, and you don't want her to live forever and be treated as a monster by other humans, right?"

Robert knew the importance and nodded again and again: "Of course! Amy will go to heaven in the future!"

Miser pressed Robert's head into the bag and said while zipping the zipper: "Then let's talk about it, after I go over to lure the little girl's mother away, you can sneak in and give her the feather .”

"Okay!" Robert repeatedly agreed.

Miser put the bag on his back and took two steps, and before he got out of the gate of Devil’s Department Store, he heard Robert gossiping in the bag again: “But where did you get the feather of the bird of death? It sounds very interesting. Amazing."

Miser: "..."

Miser recalled some unbearable scenes, and it took him a long time to slam his mouth and say: "I squeezed it on the bird myself."

Robert: "? Are there many birds of death in hell?"

"How is it possible, this thing is almost extinct, and there is only one in the entire Nine Hells!" Miser emphasized his efforts: "I am bleeding profusely!"

Robert took a breath, moved and said: "Then it's not easy for you!"

of course!Miser thought to himself, that one is kept in the devil's bedroom, so it won't take much effort to pluck its fur...