Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

"No, it's nothing! It's just the master's care for the familiar, don't think about it! I'm not the kind of person who can abuse the familiar, Alexander has been taken care of by me in vain, and it is competent to give him equal favor. what a master should do!"

"Alexander?"

"It's a little dragon I raised in the demon world. It's very cute! I'll introduce it to you next time. You have to study hard with your senior." Satania urged with the attitude of an elder.

Izumi Ming's face suddenly became black.The little dragon raised by the devil?Is it a pet dog at home?You asked me to learn from a dog, do you really think I'm easy to bully?

Humph, wait for you to look good!

On the side, Satania happily picked up the pineapple buns in the bag, and when she was about to unpack the pineapple buns in three or two and was about to put them in her mouth, she glanced at the side with a dangerous smile, staring at her Izumi Akira, hesitant. After a moment, seemingly reluctantly, he tore the pineapple bun in half and handed the larger piece to Izumi Akira.

"Take it, seeing how tired you are, you must be hungry... As a master, you can't let the familiar be hungry!"

"Satania..." Pineapple buns should be something she likes very much, and she even gave me most of them... He Quanming took half of the pineapple buns in a complicated mood, and his emotion and guilt suddenly flooded into his heart. The thought of trying to play a prank on her at this time also vanished.

Quietly staring, the little white dog who silently approached Satania stopped and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

——Why does this dog have to obey your command?

——As long as I stay by Satania's side for one day, you can't enjoy bullying her!Believe it or not?

--letter.

——The letter rolls away quickly. I hope you can understand the truth of the long-running water, so let’s just leave it alone.

- I wish you a prosperous and prosperous martial arts.

- I wish you a good morning.

The little white dog slowly receded with a humanized look, and was never found by Satania, so she didn't realize that her pineapple bun escaped and was taken away by this already-sperm dog. destiny.

One person and one dog, Satania carried Satania on her back and reached a dirty deal with her eyes.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat it, it's delicious...Ham." Satania showed a happy expression after biting off half of the bread.

Izumi Ming couldn't help but smile, and a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart, as if all the hard work was just to see this smile at this moment, everything was worth it.

——I really hope this smile never disappears.

After taking a bite of the bread, He Quanming looked up at Yunjuan Yunshu with clear eyes.

▲△▲

After playing around with Satania again, Izumi Akira said goodbye to her and went home.

Of course, she also got her contact information when they parted, and Satania told him with a serious look.

"Remember, if you are attacked by the angel's lackey when you go home, call me immediately. I can feel a powerful force in it, which is beyond your power. If you encounter it, remember to run away and ask me for help. , I will save you! It is the master's responsibility to protect the safety of the familiar."

The so-called angel's lackey is the little white dog who once stole her pineapple bun. He Quanming almost couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Will it hit me?We are allies of the "Playing Satania" Association, and it's almost as if I attacked you with me.

So with a joking mentality, Izumi Ming told Satania like this.

"No, protecting the master is the meaning of the Familiar's existence. If that bitch... the angel's lackey attacks you again, call me immediately. Even if you die together, I will not let you suffer any harm! So I got home. Remember to send me a safety message or I'll be worried."

This kind of nauseous and interesting words made Satania so moved that a row of favorability UP prompts seemed to appear on her head. She turned around and ran home immediately. It didn't take long for He Quanming to receive a safety message.

This guy is so silly and cute.

To be honest, Izumi Ming noticed that Satania's attitude towards him had changed a lot, probably before and after he regarded him as a familiar; before becoming a familiar, although Satania was a natural familiar He will be shy, roar, and tell the truth when he has only been with him for a while, but he will not show a look that is attached to him - such as giving him half of his favorite pineapple buns , The game will not pay too much attention to the victory and defeat, but the process, and the second two words are rarely said, etc...

So, Satania...is she the type that treats pets differently?

For example, some people will be very strict with others, but they will make irresponsible remarks just because of their appearance; but they will be much more tolerant of pets, even if they are allowed to defecate anywhere, this extremely obvious differential treatment.

With unreliable legends, many people in the Animal Protection Association are of this type.

...Or does she actually have no friends at all, and now I have a friend who can play with her, so I cherish me more?It should be like this, after all, she looks like the type who eats lunch by herself in the stairwell...

Akira Iizumi, who had also experienced the experience of marginalized people, nodded deeply and felt more sympathetic to Satania.

Thinking about these trivial things, he arrived home before he knew it, and He Quanming opened the door and said, "I'm back."

no respond.

This is of course, after all, he asked Zong Ya to sleep until dinner time and wake up again. There is still some time before dinner time, and Sagiri will not welcome him when he comes back, so no one will respond.

With a tired sigh, Izumi Ming brought some snacks that he bought at the Wagashi Store on the way home and placed it in front of the Sagiri door, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Sagiri, I bought some snacks, so remember to eat them later. I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to bed first, dinner may be later, so I'll use these to pad my stomach first. But don't eat too much, lest I won't be able to eat dinner. After a pause in his tone, He Quan Ming raised his glasses, and the cold mirror light flickered, regardless of whether Sagiri could see it or not, he sneered.

"...you know that I don't like others' leftovers when I cook, and the portions are all set by me according to your food intake, there is only a small amount, and there will never be leftovers, so you better not let me find out that you eat because of snacks Too much for dinner, or else…”

"I will ask your sister to buy the snacks for you in the future. You also know her snack taste. If you want to eat snacks like the ones that are placed on the Buddhist altar for worship, try to eat them as much as possible."

"Just put the rest of the food in your small refrigerator. It's easy to spoil if the weather is hot or not."

After speaking, Izumi Ming also knew that he would not get a response from Sagiri, so he turned around and went back to his room, set the alarm clock, and fell asleep as soon as the quilt was covered.

Two of the three people in the family were sound asleep, and the house was silent. After a few minutes, the door squeaked, and the room with the "Sagiri" sign was quietly opened. A white hand He took the plastic bag back to the room, his silver-white hair stuck out of the door a little, then he shrank back and closed the door.

The Izumi family returned to tranquility again.

△◎☆

Chapter Little Theater