This demon is highly suspicious.

Even making extremely exaggerated facial expressions only makes people feel a little amused.

But if we consider the lower body...

That would be quite exciting (laughs).

Well, after all, human desires are limitless.

Gender is no longer an obstacle.

Let alone half-human, people like even humanoids, non-humanoids, or even just inanimate objects.

Don't underestimate human potential! (scratch that)

Ahem, let's skip the more private aspects of human fantasy for now.

These kinds of private topics are best discussed in private.

“Rorschach said that person, oh right, her name is Vinette.”

"They said they wanted to hold a party and asked if you wanted to come."

"The timing is not yet confirmed, but it will probably be this month."

"They didn't say who else was invited."

After a moment's thought, the little evil god recalled the name Vinette from his mind.

It's not that I don't remember this person.

Instead, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly couldn't say them, and for a moment he couldn't think of Winette's name.

After all, Little Evil God preferred to call Winette "Worrying Old Mother" in private, rather than her real name.

Because it is indeed very vivid and descriptive.

In the eyes of the little evil god, Vinette was just an old woman who liked to worry about her two grown sons.

As for which two good sons?

Needless to say, this is not necessary.

It seems there's no one else besides Rorschach and Gabriel.

You're asking about Satania?

That guy is usually trained by Raphiel...

Cough cough, taking care of.

Yes, that's it (serious face).

Just take it as a serious listen, and don't delve too deeply into it.

Strictly speaking, in Japan, if you want to invite someone, you need to arrange a time in advance and inform them, and you absolutely cannot change it at will.

This is considered extremely rude and excessive behavior by the Japanese.

They are particularly concerned about these aspects.

However, the little evil god is a snake from the demon realm and doesn't care much about these things.

Yuri Rin is no ordinary person; she has few friends and doesn't care much about these things.

Because I have few friends, I naturally started to dislike these common practices.

It seems that people with few friends tend to dislike this kind of thing.

Don't know why.

"do you want to go?"

Lily gently sat down on the sofa, adjusted her posture slightly, and then asked.

Honestly, Yuri Rin envies girls who don't experience pain, or who only experience pain on the first day.

She's the type who experiences a dull, persistent pain throughout the entire process.

Although not very strong, it has been continuous.

This greatly troubled Yuri.

While it's not to the point that we can't maintain a normal life.

But there is definitely an impact.

For example, if a minor evil spirit acts recklessly during this period, it will die a very bloody death.

For example, having a big gash cut into Yuri Rin and then hanging her on the bathtub for a whole day.

It's terrifying to even think about.

However, both the little evil god and Yuri Rin have almost gotten used to it.

Of course, habits aside, Little Evil God still tries his best to avoid this situation from happening.

After all, that feeling was really not good.

I'm not a masochist.

I don't have any particular hobbies or interests.

That's what the little evil god said.

But judging from her persistent sneak attacks on Yuri Rin even knowing she would be brutally killed, it's clear that...

This statement is utterly unconvincing.

It's like someone with a wall full of figurines saying they have absolutely no interest in anime.

"Of course, it sounds like it would be very interesting."

The little evil god said this with a straight face.

How could she miss such a lively event?

For the little evil god, this was one of the few sources of enjoyment she had.

Normally, the little evil god's interests are nothing more than playing pachinko and occasionally bullying Peckara and the others.

When I have nothing to do, I watch TV at home.

Although he has a cell phone, Little Evil God uses it very little.

The little evil god himself said he wasn't interested.

It's really stupid to grin like an idiot at a brick the size of your palm.

Well, this sweeping generalization has affected more than 60 percent of the world's population.

"Lily, are you going?"

"Okay."

Nodding, Yuri agreed.

Since I'm just idling at home anyway, I might as well go out and have some fun.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, today will be the last day, so Yuri isn't worried about whether she'll be in a bad state that day.

As for academic issues?

Yuri Rin is the type of student who only has a few classes a week.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much part-time work time.

By senior year, having two classes a week is perfectly normal.

And that was only for the first few weeks.

“Then I’ll talk to Rorschach about it later.”

Nodding, the little evil god said excitedly.

She had a feeling that something very interesting would happen at this party.

Very important!

This is an intuition from the devil.

Chapter 417 Goji Berries Soaked in a Thermos

Early morning, at Rorschach and Gabriel's home—

The phone screen next to my pillow suddenly lit up, and the barrage of messages from the little evil god began.

'Rorschach!'

'I have some good news!'

'Yuri Rin said she'll be going to the next gathering!'

'So, what exactly is this party for?'

'Where is it?'

"By the way, are you still not up at this hour?"

'Seriously? That lazy?'

Messages kept being sent out.

Clearly, the little evil god wasn't planning to let Rorschach sleep so comfortably in the morning.

Unfortunately, Rorschach's phone was on silent 24/7.

It's impossible to disturb him by bombarding him with messages.

After a while, perhaps the flickering light from the phone screen disturbed Luo Xia, who was still asleep.

After his eyebrows twitched, Luo Xia opened his eyes with a somewhat confused expression.

Looking at these messages, Luo Xia slowly typed out a question mark.

What is this idiot doing?

Nothing to do?