The boy who is a shrine maiden does not want to marry

Simingxue slowly opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling, looked around in confusion, and then stood up with her hands supporting her body. "I, I...what's wrong? No, did it work?"

Shan looked around with confusion and found that Yun Zhi was not in the bedroom, but there was no more abnormality in his body, nor was there any excruciating pain all over his body.

Shirt ding dong!

Just then, Mio's cell phone on his bedside table rang, which made him take a look.

Wu [Sister Mingxue, I'm a little tired. I'm going to go back to the bedroom and take a nap. If you wake up, remember to go downstairs to eat. As for the balance of the contracted spiritual weapon in your body, it has been achieved. I have suppressed it steadily. Please rest assured.]

Looking at the message sent by Yun Zhifa, Mingxue felt warm inside and smiled unconsciously.

"She has worked hard." He turned off his phone, stood up, and looked at himself in the mirror, the beautiful woman with long black hair and a pair of sea-blue eyes.

It's strange. I always feel like there's something wrong with me. Never mind. Let's go downstairs to eat first and bring Yun Zhi upstairs.

Mingxue thought as she aimlessly took off her black over-the-knee socks, "Today should be the day Yunzhi gives me stockings to wear once a week, right?"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned. He remembered that he had to give Yun Zhi his own stockings every week. As for why he did this...

"Oh, yes, it's the price of the contract for the Demon Sword Mist Cutting Spirit Weapon." Ming Xue suddenly slapped her forehead, "She also wants to help me wash my socks. This is really a bother for Yun Zhi."

People always find excuses for something so that they can continue to do it with a clear conscience. However, Mingxue's situation is different. He found excuses subconsciously. He realized that something was wrong, but did not think about it further.

He will not be defensive or on guard against his friends and those close to him.

That was all. Besides, he felt a little embarrassed to give a girl his own worn stockings.

After taking off her stockings, Mingxue folded the black over-the-knee socks that still retained her own warmth and faint fragrance, walked out of the bedroom, came to Yunzhi's bedroom door, knelt down respectfully like a virtuous wife, and stuffed her folded black over-the-knee socks into the crack of the door.

"Eh?"

Yun Zhi's surprised voice came from behind the door.

"Yunzhi, you're awake!" Mingxue quickly stood up.

"Ah, um, oh, yes, yes, this stocking..."

"Hmm? Isn't that the price of your contract?"

"Ah? Oh, um, yes, it's the price of my contract." Yun Zhi's panicked voice came from inside the door, "Yes, I'm sorry, Sister Mingxue, please forgive me in the future. I just want to need you. It's just a small change, and you will find it and correct it soon."

"What's sorry? What are you talking about?" Ming Xue frowned slightly. He sensed something was wrong, so he reached out and grabbed the door handle. "Xiao-Xue, are you okay? Did you get hurt by the Balance Spirit Weapon?"

"No, nothing happened. It's just that I'm a little tired. You know I've been to school all day and experienced so many things. I just got up to drink some water." Yun Zhi's explanation came from behind the door.

Mingxue finally gave up on turning the doorknob. After all, it was really not nice to barge into a girl's room so suddenly.

"Okay, I'll bring you food later." Ming Xue answered outside the door, then went downstairs to the dining table.

Yun Zhi, who was leaning against the door, slid down to her knees on the floor and picked up the pair of black over-the-knee socks that Mingxue had stuffed in. There was still traces of Mingxue's body temperature and a faint body fragrance on them.

[You did a little backlash and modification, but just for a pair of stockings? Can you be a little more ambitious? ]

The voice in my mind seemed to be speechless because of Yun Zhi. Its voice became a little out of tune and became a bit hysterical like a middle-aged man.

"Shut up, I respect Sister Mingxue and want to possess him, but I will never destroy him!" Yun Zhi growled, like an angry lion resisting the tempting voice in his mind.

[This is obviously a great opportunity for you to become a demon, why give it up? You could even change Mingxue's attitude towards you to a certain extent, and even let him call you husband or master.]

[A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was ruined by a pair of stockings? 】

"Shut up, I'm going to tell Sister Mingxue about your existence." Yun Zhi roared.

[You can try. I will transmit all your dark desires to Mingxue. I look forward to him looking at you with disgust.]

The voice in my head laughed sinisterly.

"Sister Mingxue looked at me with disgust..." Yun Zhi felt lost and frightened at first, then after a little fantasy, she smiled.

[…You are indeed perverted]

Chapter 88: The Young God Raised by the Dead Gods [Two in One]

Mingxue came downstairs and saw Lev coming out of the kitchen.

"Uncle?" Mingxue came to the dining table and asked.

When Lev saw Mingxue coming down, he quickly straightened his housekeeper uniform, then bowed slightly, "Second Miss, the soup will be ready soon, please wait."

Mingxue shook her head slightly, "It's okay, let's eat first."

"Please wait a moment. I'll prepare napkins for the second lady." Lev said and was about to turn around.

"Uncle, let's sit down and eat together." Mingxue quickly stepped forward and took Lev's sleeve.

Lev was stunned, he looked down at Mingxue's expectant and longing eyes, his heart softened, and he agreed to stay and have dinner with Mingxue for a while.

For children who have been without their parents for many years, they inherently have an attachment and longing for their elders. They may try their best to behave like the adults and elders they admire among their peers, but when facing close elders or parents, they cannot hide the helplessness and desire for care in their eyes.

Of course, this type of people also take emotions very seriously, and even most of the morbid and feminine personalities are evolved from this type.

The essence is a psychological compensation for the lack of security and love in childhood.

If you have always longed for it, you will naturally understand its preciousness.

"I'll check if my cooking skills have deteriorated." Lev sat down in an exaggerated manner, picked up the sandwich on the table and took a bite. "Huh? I've regressed by three years. I can't compare to what the second young lady makes."

Mingxue covered her mouth and smiled, then sat down and moved her chair towards Lev.

"Second Miss, the asset books of the three companies I received..."

"Well, after all, we are close to Chiba City, so it's only natural for us to take care of the assets."

"But according to the house rules..."

"Uncle." Mingxue put down her knife and fork and looked at Lev seriously. "If the Feigong family disowns us one day, these assets will be the key to our survival."

Lev was silent for a while, then looked at Mingxue and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it tomorrow and transfer the assets to your name."

"Uncle, I'll leave the assets to you to manage. There's no need to change it. It will be more convenient." Mingxue hugged Lev's arm like a good daughter.

Uncle, if I die in battle someday in some corner, your old age will be guaranteed to be happy and dignified.

Lev on the other side showed an embarrassment, "Second Miss, this is not in line with family rules."

"Now I'm the head of the Feigong family branch. My words are the family rules, and... I don't want to manage the company. It would be better for my uncle to take care of it and give me money to spend every day." Mingxue hugged Lev's arm and began to shake it.

Old fathers usually tolerate their daughters' coquettish behavior, and uncle Lev is no exception.

"Okay, I'll listen to the Second Miss." Lev touched Mingxue's head helplessly.

Mingxue smiled.

"Second Miss, if someone bullies you at school, you can tell me and I will help you deal with it." Lev's expression became gentle, like the old soldier who retired from the battlefield facing his daughter with old age and tenderness.

Mingxue trembled and felt confused. Was he being bullied?

There is an organization called the Recovery Society, but it is too far away and too high. Even Fujiwara Michiaki couldn't handle it, let alone him?

"I wasn't bullied, uncle." Mingxue carefully turned her eyes away and pinched her sleeves unconsciously.

What he said was the truth, but Lev, who was listening, did not think so. Mingxue's trembling body and her habit of pinching her sleeves when she was nervous all conveyed a devastating message to this old Russian man with sixty years of experience.

"Okay, Miss, just enjoy your meal." Lev touched Mingxue's head again, and smelled the fragrance of lotus. "You still smell like sweat?"

Mingxue nodded slightly, and said with a guilty conscience: "Well, there were some small activities at school. I'm a little dirty, so I'll take a shower later."

He absolutely could not let his uncle know about the fight with the ghost at school and the pain he felt when he contracted the third spiritual weapon upstairs, so as to avoid worrying him.

Compared to Mingxue's inner guilt and concealment, Lev, who heard his words, did not think so.

When he heard Mingxue say "activities" and "I'm a little dirty", he felt as if the world had collapsed, his pupils shrank, his ears tinnitus, and Mingxue's last two sentences lingered in his mind for a long time.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle?"

"Huh? Huh?"

"I'm full. I'm going to take a shower first. Remember to leave a portion for Yun Zhi. I'll bring it to her when I'm done." Ming Xue straightened the school uniform that the transformation suit had turned into, thinking that it was really troublesome that it had no self-cleaning function.

Lev looked at Mingxue who was sorting her clothes with some anxiety. His eyes felt a little sore, and his right hand unconsciously touched his waist. "Second Miss, I have already boiled the hot water. You can wash slowly and take as long as you want."

Upon hearing this, Ming Xue immediately tilted his head and smiled. When he was a child, he lived in an apartment with his brother and had time to take hot baths, so he could take a long bath. This was simply heaven for him.

Looking at Mingxue's smile, Lev lowered his head in shame, muttering that there were not enough things in the cupboard.

Mingxue thought that there was not enough food, so she didn't ask any more questions. She turned around and walked into the bathroom, carrying the bathrobe and towel on the sofa.

Lev, who was sitting at the dining table in the living room, stood up silently, sorted out Yun Zhi's dinner, then turned and went to the entrance, opened the shoe cabinet, and took out a hammer and flashlight from the bottom.

Then he came to the bathroom door and shouted to Mingxue through the door: "I'm going to the basement to get some wine. The cherry blossom festival is about to start, and I have to prepare. The soup is hot, you can scoop it yourself if you want."

"Okay, uncle, thank you for your hard work." Mingxue's soft voice came from inside the door. The tempered glass in the middle of the bathroom door reflected Mingxue's slender black shadow.

Lev quickly turned around and ran to the backyard of the villa, opened the door to the basement with the key, then turned on the flashlight and walked down to the basement step by step.

The basement is very small, almost half the size of a bedroom. It is filled with wine, sake, white wine and even red wine, making it a small wine cellar.

But Lev didn't care about all that. He was not the kind of bastard who drank and escaped, but the bastard who dared to raise the hammer to resist fate.

He failed to protect his motherland twenty years ago, and failed to protect his family ten years ago. Now even a good daughter like Mingxue is being bullied. Can't such a bastard like him seek revenge?

He really likes the Chinese style of blood debt with blood, but he knows that revenge alone cannot solve the problem, and he must start with the environment that condones the problem.

"I was planning to go tomorrow, but it seems I can't wait until tonight." Lev raised a hammer and began to hit the cellar floor. After a few thuds, cracks appeared on the floor.

　Search/:㈨"￠0㈣⒏偲②jiu０⒌ Boom!

With one final blow from Lev, the floor shattered, and a long black box appeared in the broken concrete.

Lev opened the box and pulled out several weapons that Leon only had when he was in the Spanish village, and even a Black Hawk helicopter toy that Missy loved (feared).

"Principal of Inaba High School, here I come!"

……

"Huh~" Mingxue, wrapped in a bathrobe and with her hair tied up, walked out of the bathroom surrounded by mist. She found that her uncle was not in the living room. She glanced at the kitchen and the backyard door, and they were either empty or closed.

"Eh? A note?" Mingxue noticed the note left on the dining table with his sharp eyes. He walked forward and saw that it was left for him by his uncle.

[Yun Zhi's dinner and the soup I made for you are ready. Remember to sit for a while before going to bed. I'm going to an old friend's place to get some more wine. I won't be back until late at night, so you don't have to leave the door open. - Your eternal butler Lev]

"Uncle, what a fool! He just said hello... maybe he was afraid that I would worry?" Mingxue complained, turned the note to the other side, and found that it was the one he left for Lev before he went to school last time.

Really, if you want to criticize me just say it. I will report to you when I become a monk at night.

He added silently in his heart, then put down the note happily, picked up Yun Zhi's dinner on the table, went upstairs, and came to the door of Yun Zhi's bedroom.

Boom!Boom!

"Yun Zhi, I'll bring dinner!"

"Ah? Wait! Umm! Sister Mingxue, don't, don't open the door!"

Yun Zhi's stuttering reply came from the bedroom, her tone was full of panic and fear, but her voice was more... charming than before?

Ming Xue tilted his head in confusion, but still patiently stood outside the door and waited for a while. However, the noises coming from the bedroom made him a little worried. There were the sounds of footsteps, bedding and quilts being folded, even the sound of rubbing against the wall, and the sound of paper rolls rolling?

"Come in, come in, Sister Mingxue."

I don’t know how long it took before Yun Zhi’s voice was heard from inside the house.

Mingxue pushed the door open with one hand with doubt, then held the plate with both hands and walked into Yunzhi's bedroom.

Yun Zhi's room is... a little cleaner today.

Mingxue looked around Yunzhi's bedroom.

Because the layout of Yun Zhi's bedroom was similar to Mingxue's bedroom, Mingxue could tell at a glance that Yun Zhi's bedroom had been cleaned, and the floor around the bed was even cleaner than other places.

"Yunzhi, I thought you were asleep, and was wondering whether I should leave it at your door." Mingxue, wearing a bathrobe and with her hair tied up, put dinner on the desk.

"Sister Mingxue." Yun Zhi, whose face was extremely flushed, looked at Mingxue in a bathrobe and couldn't help swallowing.

Oh my god, the bathrobe version of Sister Mingxue!

I hate it! Why did you come in when I was finishing?

"What's wrong?" After dinner, Mingxue lifted her bathrobe, her sea-blue eyes full of confusion.

"Ah? Ah, well, I found the floor was very dirty today, so I wiped it." Yun Zhi, sitting on the bed, explained in a panic.

Mingxue smiled with relief, like an old mother.

"Yun Zhi is so good, take your time eating, I'll go back and change my clothes." Ming Xue said, then turned and left Yun Zhi's bedroom, closing the bedroom door politely.

Yun Zhi waited until Ming Xue's footsteps faded away before she rolled over on the bed with her hands on her head.