Lord please don't eat

When he woke up again, Mei Ye Mao felt that something was wrong with his body - although as a person who had just woken up after a long sleep, it was not incomprehensible to feel that his limbs were stiff or out of control However, Mei Ye felt that his situation was not like this.

——It seems that something fundamental has changed.

In fact, Mao Ye was somewhat conscious of the fact that she had been in a coma for a long time. In the dimness, she seemed to have entered a special space, which was a little strange, but it was very familiar when she thought about it carefully.

It seemed to be in an ordinary family car, the mountain scenery outside the car window was receding at an extremely fast speed, and Mei Ye Mao was sitting on the long seat in the back, eating cake carelessly.

The father and mother were sitting in the front driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat respectively, and the two were chatting happily about a joke.

Everything was peaceful and beautiful, so that no one noticed a black spot that gradually enlarged in midair.

When the accident happened, there was still a mouthful of cake in Mao Mao's mouth that he hadn't had time to swallow, but after the huge roar, everything around him seemed to disappear.

It was endless pure white, but it was more unreal than the darkness. In such an empty space, Mao Ye felt extremely uneasy.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from my ear, but Mao Ye couldn't remember where he had heard this voice for a while.

"Hello! I'm calling you, can't you hear me?" The voice was hurried and irritable.

Mao Yano turned his head back, but what he saw was a strange tall man—only the horns growing on his forehead and his exaggerated mouth that almost reached the ears told Mao Ye bluntly that this guy in front of him seemed to be Not ordinary humans.

"You can't recognize me, can you?" The man yelled with dissatisfaction, the appearance of the little girl who seemed to be angry really didn't quite match his cold and majestic appearance.

"You are……"

"Anyway, I've lived with you for so long!" The man stomped his feet, his attitude becoming more and more coquettish.

And this tone finally made Mei Ye realize something.

"It's you?"

"Of course it's me!" The gluttonous little demon who turned into a costly star curled his lips, his face still very unhappy.

"Forget it, it's the last anyway, so I don't care about you anymore." The little devil said.

"The last... is..." Mao Ye felt that she didn't seem to understand what this guy meant.

"It's just saying, I'm leaving you soon!" The little devil's tone was a little angry, but soon, a trace of disappointment gradually appeared on his face.

"Although I don't want to, but I probably can't help it."

"I've caused you so much trouble all this time, but you didn't bother me, and you even took me to eat a lot of delicious food." Raising his hand to grab the hair on the back of his head, the little devil turned his head away awkwardly: "Anyway ……Thank you."

"Before I broke into your world suddenly, I also knew it was a violation of the cosmic harmony regulations. Even if you are low-level creatures, I should respect you more."

"I'm really sorry for making your life a mess."

"...Why do you say these things?" Mao Ye felt more and more at a loss the more she listened, she really didn't expect the guy who had been living in her body to be so sentimental.

"It doesn't matter what happened in the past. The key is that the last thing you said is..."

"Anyway, I'm leaving!" The little devil stomped his feet: "How many times do I have to say this! I can't make the atmosphere so sad! Really."

"...Anyway, I won't disturb your life from now on, and after all, I have lived with you for so long, and I have indeed caused you trouble, even if it is rent or compensation, in short, leave me alone. Everything is for you."

"Don't be too touched!" The little devil stretched out his slender fingers while speaking, and gently tapped Mao Ye's forehead.

There is no substantive feeling, but there seems to be a little gentle warmth when it touches the place.

Meano Mao didn't know exactly what happened, but after a brief contact, the man's body seemed to gradually become transparent.

"Hey, since it's the last, can I give you a hug?" The man almost begged.

Mei Ye Mao nodded, and the man stretched out his arms to wrap around her somewhat too delicate shoulders.

"I gave you the spiritual power to survive, so that you can have a longer lifespan than ordinary humans, and you can live with that Fusangshen for a long time."

"But you must not forget me, I was hated by my family to the point of killing me, and you are the only one left who will remember me."

"In the final analysis, the rest of your life is my gift to you, so don't forget me when you're alive, okay..."

Like a gust of wind, the man's hug has no touch and almost no warmth, and in the end, his voice is so soft that it is almost inaudible.

"now."

Mei Ye Mao said.

"But I don't know your name yet."

"#$%@&*&."

"What?" Meano Mao didn't understand.

"My name is #$%@&*&." The little devil said: "Damn it, this is the language of the universe, and there is no corresponding symbol in a low-end civilization like the earth..."

"Then let's continue to call you little devil." Mei Ye Mao smiled: "Mr. little devil, I will never forget you."

"It's done—"

When the sound disappeared, Mao Mao opened his eyes, and his eyes were on the familiar scenery of Honmaru.

The tip of the nose swept a burst of aroma mixed with soy sauce, and the sound of footsteps came from the ear.

And when the door of the room was opened again, the face she wanted to see the most still appeared in front of her.

"My lord, you're awake." Hasebe Hasebe put the tray in his hand on the head of Mao Yano's bed, and half-kneeled in front of Mao Ye's bed: "I've specially prepared a handmade crow for you. Winter noodles, do you want to eat now or wait a while?"

"Wow, is this udon made by Hasebe himself? It feels like I haven't eaten it for a long time—" Mao Ye sat up.

"I'm really hungry after sleeping for so long, so let's eat now."

"That's right, Hasebe, since it's udon noodles, it's best to pair it with a half-boiled hot spring egg to be perfect."

Even if such a familiar requirement is not spoken out, the pressure-cut Hasebu is very clear.He put his hands on his chest, smiled and nodded to the girl in front of him:

"Follow the Lord's orders."

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