My brother couldn't be a corrupted magical girl.

Chapter 401 Candlelight Dinner

For the rest of the time, Nyaruko was unusually quiet, nestled obediently on Huan Die's lap, her eyes gazing quietly at the scenery rushing past the window, her expression focused and serene.

On the other side, Ning Zixuan continued her rambling: "Speaking of which, this is my first time visiting your house. Should I bring some fruit with me?"

Huan Die glanced at her irritably and said speechlessly, "Why didn't you think of this when we were at the fruit supermarket? We're almost home now, and you're only bringing it up now."

Ning Zixuan quickly retorted, her tone tinged with grievance: "It's different here than in Xia Country! The prices of fruits and vegetables here in Japan are ridiculously expensive!"

Huan Die sighed helplessly: "Alright, my house is overflowing with fruits and vegetables, I can't possibly eat them all by myself. You can take some back with you."

Ning Zixuan's eyes darted around, and a sly smile appeared on her face: "That's still too much trouble. Why don't I just stay at your house?"

Huan Die ignored her, turning her gaze elsewhere and pretending not to have heard her.

A few minutes later, the car stopped, and under the driver's scrutinizing gaze, Huan Die led Ning Zixuan into a small, seemingly ordinary house.

At first glance, it looked similar to the surrounding houses, with a few trees planted in front of the door and the houses being about two or three stories high. It was a very conventional place. Although he didn't know why the young lady wanted him to take pictures, he only needed to faithfully carry out his task.

Watching the black car leave, Huan Die turned to look at Ning Zixuan behind her, her eyes filled with suspicion: "What did you talk about with Fei Yue at her house yesterday afternoon? Why did Fei Yue look at me strangely this morning?"

"She looked at it from beginning to end, examining the skirt, stockings, and bracelet several times over, and kept taking out her phone to scan the brand. I told her several times that it was bought from a street stall, but she still didn't believe me."

"Ahem, nothing like that." Ning Zixuan coughed a few times and chuckled. "Hurry up and open the door. I'd like to see why your doghouse is so attractive to you today."

"Actually, there's nothing here. Just treat it like your own home." Seeing Ning Zixuan looking like she was catching a thief, Huan Die said with a hint of helplessness as she opened the door.

Click—

As the door opened, a faint scent of violets wafted out.

Ning Zixuan took a light breath and grinned slightly, saying, "Alright, that's exactly what I've been waiting for."

Upon entering the foyer, a light gray carpet is laid on the floor, with delicate butterfly patterns embroidered along the edges, and a retro-style full-length mirror hangs on the wall to the side.

Ning Zixuan glanced at the shoes in the shoe cabinet, then took a look at Huan Die's small feet.

The other person was wearing a pair of exquisite sandals, with their bare toes rounded and delicate, like neatly arranged crystal pearls, tender and charming.

The toenails had a faint pinkish sheen.

"Um?"

Huan Die was puzzled when she saw Ning Zixuan suddenly stand still, but when she realized that the other woman's gaze was on her feet, a blush instantly rose to her cheeks.

The next second, a hint of annoyance flashed across her face. "What are you doing?"

Ning Zixuan noticed Huan Die's toes retracting, and smiled slightly: "What else could I be doing? I'm checking if my Yuze is keeping a mistress behind my back. As of now, it seems not."

"Tsk, you're getting more and more perverted."

Huan Die scoffed a few times and reluctantly took out a pair of new slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Ning Zixuan.

"I'm only perverted with people I like, and besides, your perverted thoughts are definitely no less than mine."

Ning Zixuan ignored Huan Die's words and put on her slippers before entering the living room.

I began to take a closer look. In the center of the living room was a light gray fabric sofa, with several cushions with butterfly patterns casually placed on it.

In front of the sofa is a transparent glass coffee table, on which are two books: "The Tragic Life of the Demon Princess".

Ning Zixuan glanced at the diary and "The Demon Princess's Female Pig" a few times, then slowly turned her gaze to the phantom butterfly behind her.

"Look, aren't these the best proof?"

"Speaking of which, these are two versions I haven't seen before. Let me borrow them to take a look later."

Phantom Butterfly silently turned her gaze toward the slime bottle behind her; she needed an explanation.

Meanwhile, Aquarius was being held tightly in Nyaruko's arms, who was watching the scene unfold. Aquarius tried to explain something but couldn't make a sound.

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"Alright, stop looking so gloomy, cheer up. I have a few books here too, I can lend them to you after I've finished reading them."

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Ning Zixuan looked at the silent Huan Die and smiled gently, not intending to say anything more about it.

She stood up and, like a curious kitten, began to look around Huan Die's house.

Balcony, bedroom, bathroom...

Ning Zixuan took a quick stroll around, occasionally exclaiming, "Yuze, your two pots of violets are so beautiful! Can you give me one?"

"Can."

"Yuze, your bedroom smells so good! What perfume are you using? I'll spray some in my room when I get back."

"Dabai laundry detergent".

"Yuze, the bathtub in your bathroom is huge! How about we try to see if it can fit two people?"

"No, you're too heavy."

"That's alright, I can stay down here," Ning Zixuan said with a smile.

Everything seemed normal at first, until they entered the kitchen. Ning Zixuan's gaze suddenly fell upon several strange, snow-white broken bones in the drain. Her expression shifted slightly, but she quickly composed herself and smiled again: "Yuze, do you usually cook at home?"

"Usually in the morning or evening."

Although Huan Die followed behind her, her eyes were fixed on Nyaruko, who was holding her hand. She was genuinely afraid that Nyaruko might do something to Ning Zixuan later.

"Oh, that's all I know."

Having received a reply, Ning Zixuan left the kitchen and returned to the living room.

"Little Butterfly is especially cute today~"

Watching Ning Zixuan's retreating figure, the girl smiled broadly and leaned close to Huan Die's ear. Her soft words and the breath she exhaled made Huan Die's heart race.

"My dear master, even a maid has her own bottom line."

"Okay, okay, as long as the maid is obedient, I won't interfere with your daily life. But just now, your childhood friend seemed to notice something unpleasant~ Do you want me to explain it to you?"

"Need not."

Huan Die stared at the two snow-white bones with a puzzled expression. These were leftovers from the meal she made for Nyaruko yesterday. Aquarius had only managed to eat three pieces before he couldn't eat any more, so she planned to save them for today.

In Ning Zixuan's eyes now, this was undoubtedly what Huan Die had left over after she finished eating.

Considering that Huan Die had previously refused to let Ning Zixuan come to her house no matter what, now it's like mud falling on your pants—even if it's not shit, it's still shit.

Before, Huan Die spoke human language, ate human food, and attended human schools. Even though Ning Zixuan knew she was the Abyss Demoness, she still regarded her as human in her mind, only in a different form.

But with the appearance of these things, it was clearly impossible for Ning Zixuan to continue deceiving herself like this.

Stepping out of the kitchen, Huan Die could clearly sense that the atmosphere in the living room was somewhat strange. Before, Ning Zixuan had a smile on her face, but now, she was sitting on the sofa with her brows furrowed and her gaze fixed straight ahead.

"Loneliness is the fate of mankind, but some people are better at enduring it than others."

When you see a person, do you see their soul, or only their appearance?

"Food is an art, and art should be appreciated."

In the living room, a magnetic male voice echoed from time to time. Anyone who didn't know better would think Ning Zixuan was watching a philosophical movie. But when Huan Die turned her head, she saw a middle-aged man in a navy blue high-end suit. His face was well-defined, and his eyes revealed wisdom and mystery. He was slowly preparing dinner, and his elegant demeanor showed his gentlemanly manners.

Meanwhile, Nyaruko sat hopping and skipping next to Ning Zixuan, watching with equal interest.

So they spent the entire afternoon watching Hannibal.

As darkness fell, Nyaruko suddenly turned to look at Huanchao. "You wicked maid, how about we try some different ingredients today? I'm getting hungry from watching TV."

Huan Die ignored her and instead looked at Ning Zixuan. "It's getting late, shouldn't you be going home?"

"What, are you kicking me out already?"

Ning Zixuan turned her head and looked at the gradually darkening sky, her expression towards Huan Die becoming increasingly suspicious.

"If you're not afraid I'll feed you some weird stuff, you can stay," Huan Die said, glancing at the murder scene on TV with a hint of annoyance.

"That's okay, I'll eat whatever you eat. I've already prepared myself mentally for this whole afternoon."

Ning Zixuan patted her rather ample chest and said with a serious expression.

"Of course, it would be even better if you were willing to drug me. But..."

Ning Zixuan paused slightly, her gaze shifted downwards, and then she slowly shook her head. "I'm just worried that you might be willing but unable to do it."

"roll!"

"Okay, remember to add plenty of chili peppers and less oil." Ning Zixuan rolled around on the sofa while reminding Huan Die a few things.

"Know."

"Hehehe."

Ning Zixuan looked through the glass door of the kitchen at Huan Die, who was busy inside, and chuckled foolishly.

If only the other person could turn into a man, that would be wonderful. If that were the case, she would drug him and take him down tonight, no matter what.

Unfortunately, one wrong step leads to another. Ning Zixuan sighed and began to help Huan Die clean the house. She also thoughtfully helped Huan Die put the newly bought books into the bottom of the bookcase.

The two of them were each busy with their own things in an orderly manner, just like a newlywed couple.

Half an hour later, the table was filled with stir-fried dishes, one meat dish, two vegetable dishes, and a soup, with steaming hot vapor slowly rising from it.

"Is it time to eat?"

Ning Zixuan looked at the table full of food, licked her lips, and realized that she hadn't eaten Bai Yuze's cooking in a long time.

"There's also a cucumber salad."

Huan Die looked at Ning Zixuan, whose forehead was covered in sweat, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly. But she quickly realized something and quickly covered up this strange emotion.

"Don't bother, just eat it as dessert later."

Ning Zixuan took Huan Die's hand and led her to the dining table. She somehow produced a white candle and placed it in the center of the table. "Yu Ze, do you think this counts as a candlelight dinner?"

Huan Die tilted her head slightly, looked at Nyaruko sitting next to her, and shook her head helplessly: "I don't think it counts."

"Tch, you deadbeat straight man, I really don't know how you managed to win over that bad woman."

Ning Zixuan smacked her lips, picked up a piece of braised pork rib and put it in her mouth. Then she closed her eyes with a happy look on her face. "Delicious. As expected, only the braised pork ribs that Yuze makes are the best."

"Um."

Huan Die gave a soft "hmm," and looking at Ning Zixuan who was eating heartily, she slowly asked, "How's the situation with the Black Mouth Group?"

"I'm not in a hurry. It's those Black Mouth Gang members who are in a hurry. If they don't give me an answer tonight, they'll really be fish on the chopping block tomorrow." Ning Zixuan removed the bones and then put the meat into Huan Die's bowl. "Here, eat some meat."

Huan Die didn't say anything more, but silently ate the meat. After a long while, she slowly asked, "What are you planning to do tomorrow?"

"Go shopping with Hoshino Saki. Of course, if you're willing to go shopping with me, I can just dump Hoshino Saki."

Ning Zixuan raised her head, her captivating eyes sparkling as she looked at the other person.

Huan Die acted as if she hadn't seen anything. She put the last piece of braised pork rib from her bowl into Ning Zixuan's bowl and said, "Well, you should have Demon Kurt follow you from a distance. Hoshino Saki's senses are pretty good."

"I usually don't see him, you can go and tell him if you want." Ning Zixuan recalled for a moment, then shook her head and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, that night, did you do something to Hoshino Saki? Why did I feel that she was much gentler to her teammates after that day, especially to me?"

"I just gave her a simple beating," Huan Die said calmly.

"oh."

Seeing that Huan Die didn't want to say more, Ning Zixuan didn't press the matter. Instead, after finishing her braised pork, she looked at Huan Die again with a slightly hesitant gaze. "Besides that, I have another question on my mind, but I'm not sure if I should ask it?"

Huan Die looked up at her and interrupted her directly.

"Then don't ask."

"Oh~"

Ning Zixuan looked into Huan Die's resolute pale purple eyes, her heart trembled slightly, and an indescribable bitterness slowly spread through her heart.

She just wanted to ask a question she already knew the answer to: why was Huan Die so interested in Hoshino Saki?

Seeing Ning Zixuan's reddened eyes, Huan Die paused slightly while eating, and then said, "I used to like Hoshino Seri, but now I don't feel any special feelings for anyone."

In the silence, Huan Die looked at Ning Zixuan, who had her head bowed, and said softly, "Let's go back, it's getting late."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Huan Die's words, Ning Zixuan's tears instantly disappeared. She stared intently into Huan Die's deep purple eyes: "You said it yourself, that you wouldn't develop special feelings for anyone. That means that in your eyes, Hoshino Seri and I are on the same starting line, right?"

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"You can interpret it that way."

Looking at the graceful and exotic beast before her, Huan Die said with a hint of helplessness.