Have they been hypnotized by me?

It's a good choice to leave a place like this...

Just parents...

Remram's parents are quite conscientious and conscientious. Even if the balance between sisters is biased, they still love them anyway. I don't know if it's good to stay here...

Then, when they arrived at Mezas Territory, they found that their parents had also been placed in a village in the territory.

There are many demi-humans in the Mezas Territory, and there are even half-elves who came here from distant forests. It is not difficult to integrate into them.

With the last trace of concern put aside, Ram was able to look at the person in front of him wholeheartedly and... thank him even more.

In fact, although she was very moved when she saw him at first, she was not very good at communicating with Nan Zhukong after that.

She is not good at communicating with outsiders because they are the outcasts in the village, always.

When facing outsiders, I always find it difficult to get along with them. Although I fell in love with them at first sight, I still have doubts for some reason.

What if he came into contact with them and rescued them for other reasons...

With this thought in mind, she and Rem came to the mansion together.

On the first day, he personally taught them how to cook...

"???" When they saw Nan Zhukong coming over to teach them cooking knowledge, they were probably very confused...

Why... would their master teach them?

"Thor is not here today, so I have to teach you. Okay, wash your hands and let's get started." Lord Zhukong began his teaching.

During her teaching, she learned that Nan Zhukong was not only powerful, but also accomplished in cooking.

During the teaching process, whenever he encountered an important point, he would definitely stop, look into their eyes, and explain carefully.

That kind of look, like a teacher, a teacher with very professional skills...

When she looked into his eyes, she would always sink into them and then get distracted...

Then, he apologized for being distracted, and what he got in the end was a gentle punishment from him - a few flicks on his forehead or something...

It hurt sometimes, but the contact turned her on.

Being watched, punished, and paid attention to... She thought that her status was low and it would be difficult to get further attention... So she came up with the idea of ​​making some small mistakes to make him pay more attention to her...

Moreover...she is not as serious as her sister. Her sister Rem is very serious no matter what she does, so that's right.

She has her own advantages, and Rem also has her own advantages, but I don’t know when she will get out of that inferiority complex... She is obviously also very good...

She knows this kind of thing, but her words are useless and cannot solve the problem...

Regardless of this for the moment, Nan Zhukong's teaching was detailed and fast. The girls learned it quickly. Rem has mastered it, and Ram has almost learned it...

This teaching has benefited her a lot, but it also left her with questions...

Why would Master Zhukong teach them in person without putting on any airs, as if they and he were equal beings?

This was the question, the question that troubled her, how could she repay the kindness if she didn't obey.

"Lord Zhukong, why did you teach us personally? Why did you come to save us in the first place?" One day, Ram found an opportunity and asked him at night.

At that time, Nan Zhukong was sitting in the garden, looking up at the full moon in the sky, and looking at both sides of himself from time to time, as if there was someone there...

"Well... because you like cute girls?" Nan Zhukong said half-jokingly.

Anyone can hear the joke in it, so she continued to ask...

"Please don't joke, Lord Zhukong." Her tone was a little tough because she really wanted to know.

After the words blurted out, she knew she was rude...

"Well... probably because... I love this world and its treasures." Nan Zhukong said something very confusing.

Ram didn't get an answer, but he found a sense of security. Nan Zhukong didn't care about this kind of communication that went beyond master and servant.

Then, welcome Lady Emilia and get along with everyone in the mansion.

Although he is not as good as his younger sister Rem when it comes to studying housework, everything is getting better.

The same goes for fighting, physical skills, magic... Lord Zhukong has taught them.

But what kind of fighting power does a maid need...probably for self-preservation.

Because Master Zhukong cares about them very much, he lets them learn self-defense skills to protect themselves when necessary.

Time passed and Rem had successfully confessed her love...

But she hasn't taken that step yet, and she still has that unsettled feeling in her heart.

My sister overcame her problems and successfully took that step, and she was happy.

But I am not there yet, unsettled and uncertain...

What was Nan Zhukong's reason for saving them...

And then, until Lord Zhukong took them to... take revenge.

"Take up your weapons, I will take you to... revenge."

Armed with weapons, they and Nan Zhukong went to a certain location, where witch cultists gathered.

Well, they believe in witches, and that witch is the one next to Lord Zhukong.

The witch girl's name is Satella. She is a kind-hearted person, no matter where you look at it...

Although she occasionally becomes a little paranoid and possessive, her essence is the same as before.

"Fake things distorted history and beliefs, so the Witch Cult that shouldn't have appeared appeared and became what it is now. One day, we will eliminate it..."

The battle ended quickly, and after that...

She walked in the garden, perhaps because she occasionally encountered Nan Zhukong in the garden at night.

She also saw it today...

That man, under the moonlight, raised his cup and drank tea...

"Sir, why do you often stay here alone?" Ram asked.

"Because... I am alone, which reminds me of my life, including my past life and this life." Nan Zhukong said.

"Past life and this life..."

"When you get along with someone, you remember one's past life. When you think of one's past life, you will feel satisfied with the present, and at the same time... want to pursue a better future." Nan Zhukong said.

"Grab the world, hold the treasure in your arms... By the way, the treasure is you~" This time, he was still joking in a light tone, but Ram knew he was serious.

Because he doesn't lie, he means what he says.

The treasure is them...

Although it was a very scumbag speech, it was surprisingly heartwarming.

So, Ram pulled up his left bangs, revealing the horn that had been broken once.

"Lord Zhukong, can you touch this place?" she said.

"Do you know what this means? Aren't the ghost tribe's horns very sensitive?" Nan Zhukong raised his eyebrows, a little strange.

"This is a thank you and a confession... From today on, this body belongs to you and will never change..." She half-knelt down and said.

However, the next moment she was picked up and Nan Zhukong put her on his lap.

"That's not how I express my love. Just stay with me from now on... Accompanying me is my confession." Nan Zhukong said.

"Tsk... If you treat a girl like this, ghosts will come looking for you." Ram curled his lips and felt a little dissatisfied.

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Rem has been feeling guilty about that incident, and about her sister.

If it weren't for protecting her, my sister wouldn't have had her horns cut off...

Fortunately, Lord Zhukong connected the horn, and she was able to survive with a little bit of luck.

When can I forgive myself for the sinful thoughts I had at that time?

Maybe I will never be able to let it go...

After entering the mansion, she did her best as usual.

She had to learn everything about being a maid.

Not only because of the ugly inferiority complex in her heart, but also because she wanted to change... She wanted to be able to truly raise her head and face them...

That thought was like a nightmare, and she can still see the future of Broken Horn in her dreams.

She was deeply ashamed.

This is shame and fear. As a son of man, such thoughts are...inexcusable.

"Are you okay?" Even Rem will be distracted sometimes, because when working with her sister, she may think of the past.

In the kitchen, I tripped over something.

Master Zhukong often cooks by himself, and his cooking skills are indeed very high...

And while cooking, I even have time to take care of them...

"It's okay... Rem is okay... Thank you, Master Zhukong." She bowed to Nan Zhukong.

Before she could forgive herself, she could not be intimate with the person in front of her.

"You... are a bit strange." Nan Zhukong's words made her feel like her thoughts were being seen through.

Fortunately, Nan Zhukong did not pursue the matter in public.

However, a few days later, Nan Zhukong still found her.

"Tell me what's on Rem's mind," Nan Zhukong said.

"Rem...there's nothing to say...because it's very ugly." The girl lowered her eyebrows, unwilling to speak out.

"It doesn't matter if you are ugly, because I want to know everything about Rem, not just you as an ordinary person, but also you who are worried," Nan Zhukong said.

"...Rem will never be able to forgive myself. As a degraded product of my sister..." the girl paused and finally said it.

She could never forgive herself for having such despicable thoughts.

"You are not a degraded product, you are Rem." Nan Zhukong's words were like this.

Strictly speaking, leaving no room for excuses.

"But, Rem had such despicable thoughts..."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter at all, as long as you correct it, there is no such thing as a born saint... And you still have me to rely on. I took back Ram's horn, didn't I? Your mistake, everyone's mistake, I will be responsible for correcting it.”

"..."

"How about starting from scratch and forgiving yourself little by little? How about slowly unveiling the veil and seeing your own strengths? How about gradually facing yourself squarely and accepting who you really are?"

"Housework, cooking, gardening, tailoring, the level of detail in doing things, pay more attention to your own strengths."

"If my sister wants to do that kind of thing, she can do it better than me."

"I'm not asking you to do it immediately. We've only known each other for a short time. I'm not qualified to ask you to change immediately. But... you have to take that step, not for others, but for yourself."

"Why are you doing this to Rem... Wouldn't it be better to tell your sister this..."

"Didn't I say that? Because Rem is Rem and Ram is Ram. You are different people, so I will say this to you, and I will say different things to Ram."

Nan Zhukong patted Rem on the shoulder, because she was silent. Nan Zhukong knew that it was time for him to end it. It would take time for the girl to accept it, and he could not untie the knot by just saying a few words to the girl.

"Anyway, that's all I have to say, ah no, there is one last piece of advice - if you have never communicated with your sister, how can you determine what she thinks? Have you really understood your sister? You You think she will resent you because of your thoughts, and you think you are worse than her, isn't it your own wishful thinking?" Nan Zhukong's words were not as gentle as they were at first...

Then... Nan Zhukong left here... Only Rem was left under the night moon - and Ram and Nan Zhukong were observing from a distance.

"Is that so...It turns out that I have never understood her..." Ram felt a little depressed.

"Next, it's up to you. The person who tied the bell must untie it. I can't untie her knot just through talking." Nan Zhukong patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Well, thank you." Nan Zhukong left, and Ram bowed slightly to him.

"Rem, do you want to talk?" After returning from a night outing, her sister saw her sister waiting for her.

...

"From today on, I will do my best to do things, Rem. I want you to realize that... you are unique, and you are my role model - in fact, I admire Rem very much." Ram said. , she held the girl's shoulders tightly, trying to convey her meaning.

The second day...the third day...the seventh day...