Devil's Department Store

Miser carried Robert on her back furtively again, and returned to the hospital the same way. Amidst the busy and noisy flow of people, Amy's mother was standing alone outside the ward in a daze.

She stood there, like an old tree that had been emptied, and was about to die and collapse in a second. The chatting and laughing with Amy seemed to be just a reflection of the vitality left in her body.

What a poor mother, Miser thought, those people in heaven are no more kind than their demons!

Miser walked over and put the bag at the door: "Hello."

Amy's mother came back to her senses, and she swayed when she stood up straight. She stabilized her footsteps, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands, and looked at Miser: "Hello? What's the matter?"

Miser took off her sunglasses and mask very naturally, showed a sweet and friendly smile to Amy's mother, and said, "It's nothing, I just want to chat with you."

The power of the succubus instantly took away all the attention of Amy's mother. Robert seized the opportunity, and like a hairy lightning, he quickly jumped out of the backpack and slipped into the ward.

Miser caught a glimpse of Robert's movements from the corner of his eye, moved his position without any trace, blocked the door a little, and said to Amy's mother: "You seem to need help."

Since Amy was diagnosed with a terminal illness, Amy's mother has become very sensitive. If another person came to strike up a conversation with her, she would definitely drive the other party out of her territory fiercely like an enraged lioness.

But the talent of the succubus paralyzed her and pulled the deepest emotions out of her body. When Amy's mother saw Miser's dark eyes, she was instantly overwhelmed by the despair that had been hidden for so long!

She bent down, and before she had time to speak, her emotions had already collapsed, and there was only whimpering in her throat: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Miser stretched out a hand to support her shoulder, showing concern: "Are you okay?"

Finally, Amy's mother couldn't help it, she covered her mouth and cried out restrainedly. She squatted down, and big tears fell on the ground, full of the bitterness and powerlessness of a mother.

Seeing this, Miser also squatted down, watching the mother calm down.

Amy's mother choked up and said: "It's not fair, it's not fair... My poor Amy, she is so young, what did she do wrong? What did I do wrong? Why did God take her away from me so early take away?"

Watching her child weaken day by day until she leaves this world, this is the cruelest death for any mother. Amy's mother struggled desperately, and all possible ways to save Amy She tried recklessly, but repeated failures made her sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of despair.

"Why?" She asked Miser incomprehensibly, "Why did such a fate fall on Amy?"

Miser blinked, and wanted to tell her that because the people above are stinky hooligans, they don’t care about the feelings of you humans at all, but after thinking about it, it seems that he and hell have been scolded, so he changed his words: " Maybe it's because your daughter is so good that the world doesn't deserve her."

Amy's mother had probably never heard such an answer, and she looked at Miser with tears in her eyes.

Miser said seriously: "I'm telling the truth."

In fact, this sounded more like consolation. Amy's mother had heard it too much, but when she said it from this stranger, she had an absurd idea that the other party might not have lied.

Amy's mother looked at Miser for a long time, and her sobbing slowly stopped. She took a deep breath, took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe her tears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you sir, she is indeed a good girl."

But obviously, Amy's mother's mood didn't get better. She didn't care whether Amy's soul was good or bad. She only knew that it was her child, and she hoped that her child could live.

Miser had no choice but to say, "Well, she will be fine."

"It's also true," Miser added.

Amy's mother wished she could trust Miser, but the doctor had told her that Amy wanted to live unless a miracle happened.

And she has tried it and understood that there are no miracles in this world.

She raised the corners of her mouth, showing an expression that could barely be regarded as a smile, and said, "It would be great if it was really like that..."

At this moment, Miser saw Robert come out of the ward, and sneaked into the backpack with mischievous eyes, presumably the matter was settled.

Miser looked at Amy's mother, as if she wanted to remember the expression on this mother's face in her heart. After a long time, she put her bag on her back and straightened her body. She smiled at her and said, "It's true, don't worry, She'll be fine."

After speaking, he put on his mask and sunglasses, turned around and planned to leave.

Amy's mother looked at his back, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if something she had been looking forward to was really about to happen, she couldn't help shouting: "Thank you, sir, maybe I May I know your name and where you work?"

Miser heard this, subconsciously said: "The name is not important, but I opened a department store..."

"Department store? Where is it?" Amy's mother said kindly, "Maybe I can take care of the business in the future."

Miser opened his mouth, glanced at her, and finally waved his hands, saying, "Forget it, live well, it's better not to meet my shop."

After speaking, Miser ignored Amy's mother's confused expression, and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.

Amy's mother was wondering what the other party meant when she suddenly heard her daughter's voice: "Mom!"

Amy's mother was startled, and she lowered her head to realize that it was Amy who ran out of the ward by herself!She was so frightened that she immediately picked up Amy and ran to the ward, shouting in a panic: "Oh my God! What are you doing? Why did you get off the bed? You pulled out the needle in your hand?! Doctor! Nurse!"

Amy hugged her neck tightly and shouted, "I'm fine! Mom! Don't be afraid, I'm fine!"

Mother Amy raised her head and saw her daughter looking at her with a smile on her face. Her originally pale face was now as rosy as an apple, exactly the same as the one she remembered before she was sick.

Mother Amy stayed where she was.

Amy stretched out her warm little hand, wiped off the tears on her face little by little, and said happily: "Mimi has been here, do you still remember? Mom, Mimi promised to save me, and she did it." La!"

Mimi?Amy's mother came back to her senses. She remembered that it was Amy's dream, so now that Amy is healthy, is she also dreaming?

Amy's mother's cry surprised the nurses outside. After seeing Amy's condition, they immediately contacted the doctor. After being in a trance for a while, Amy's mother suddenly shouted: "Please check my daughter's condition again. Body!"

Just treat it as her dreaming, no matter what, she is unwilling to give up any hope!

A few hours later, Amy's mother waited for the test sheet brought by the doctor. When she saw the unbelievable expression on the doctor's face, Amy's mother had already realized something in advance.

"It's a miracle," said the doctor in amazement. "Your daughter is in perfect health now! How could this happen?"

Amy's mother sat on the chair without moving. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had been crying and laughing for an unknown amount of time.

"Please, tell me this is not a dream..."

"Actually, I doubt it too, but it's really not a dream." As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Amy's mother rushed into the ward, crying and hugging her daughter: "Thank God!"

Amy was taken aback by her mother's reaction, but she pouted and protested, "I should thank Mimi!"

Amy's mother's emotions gradually calmed down. She thought of what Amy had said before, but soon, she thought of the stranger who spoke to her before.

Faintly, Amy's mother understood something, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Thank you..." She choked up and said, "Thank you, may God bless you."

-

Miser, who had returned to Devil's Department Store, shuddered. Robert, who was getting out of the backpack, lost his grip and fell on his face.

"Ah!" the cat screamed, "What are you doing!"

Miser protected his chest, looked around vigilantly, and said, "Suddenly I felt a chill, someone must be cursing me!"

Robert smoothed the hair on his face with his paws and complained: "Come on, how few of you demons are cursed?"

"You're right," Miser showed a suddenly realized expression, "It must be because I did something good, so I got retribution!"

Robert: "..."

Insane, Robert didn't even bother to talk to him.

After confirming that no one wanted to harm him, Miser planned to put the backpack back in the room and tidy up the messy shop, but he just took two steps when he remembered something and ran to look at the contract.

Robert was concentrating on licking wool when he was suddenly kicked.

Robert: "???"

The cat raised its head, and saw Miser smiling at it kindly, pointing to the backpack on the ground and saying, "Go, pack up the things, mop the floor, and tidy up the shelves."

Robert: "...?????"

Robert couldn't believe it: "What are you talking about?! I'm a kitten, how can you make a kitten work!"

Miser ignored it, and took out the contract and stuck it on Robert's hairy face: "Why not, look at this contract, your whole cat is mine now, you have to do whatever I want you to do, hurry up Go, work."

Robert meowed and scolded: "Slave master! Dictator! Evil capitalist!"

Miser picked out his ears: "Work."

Robert said angrily: "How can this be! I don't even have hands—"

"But you have claws and a mouth," Miser said, squatting down, grabbed Robert's claws, pressed the pads to pop the nails out, and hooked them to the backpack: "This way, or just use the mouth, don't worry Well, I'm a benevolent boss, and I won't pay you a penalty if you hook up the line...Sorry, I forgot, you've already sold it to me, no salary."

Both of Robert's claws were hooked to the backpack by Miser, and he was forced to straighten up, meowing anxiously: "Wait, even if I can pack things, how can I mop the floor?! I can't lift a mop. !"

Miser looked at it strangely: "Mop? What kind of mop? I don't have a mop in my store, so can't you do the job of mopping yourself? I remember you said you don't shed hair."

Robert: "...???"

Robert wanted to slap himself twice in the mouth when he said it was lint-free and clean.

"As for the shelves," Miser said tolerantly, "I believe in the bouncing ability of kittens, so tidy them up slowly, don't worry."

Robert: "..."

Robert belatedly realized where he had sold himself, and looked up to the sky with regret: "I was wrong, Amy--please go to be an angel--!!!"