I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

Xi also stood up to help him.

The two quickly washed the dishes and then went back to the living room to rest.

"Um, Xiaobai, could you massage my head?"

As soon as Bai Zhou sat down, Nian came over with a pained expression, whimpering softly, looking pitiful.

"Okay, sister, lie down."

During the day, he held Nian's head and reached out to massage her to relieve her fatigue.

"Nian, what's wrong? Did you eat too much spicy food?"

Seeing that she didn't seem to be pretending, Xi poked her cheek and asked softly.

"Because Xiaobai is too awesome... Waaah, don't pinch my cheeks, I'll tell you..."

If you keep making flirtatious remarks, I'm not going to care about you anymore.

Seeing Nian beg for mercy, Xi twitched her nose slightly, let out a soft snort, and released her grip.

"Okay, tell me quickly what's wrong."

"It's nothing, I just find writing a script so painful. I've tried so hard but can only write about a hundred words... It's giving me a headache. Xiaobai, am I going to go bald?"

"Thinking too much will naturally give you a headache."

Xi nodded, seemingly agreeing.

"In creative endeavors, while deep thought and contemplation can lead to success, the effort and reward are often disproportionate."

Instead of racking your brains, why not do what you used to do, clear your mind and play for a while, or read some examples? Perhaps inspiration will come in the next moment.

Xi spoke eloquently, sharing his experience with Nian like a teacher imparting knowledge and resolving doubts.

"Hey, little sister, you really care about me, I'm so touched..."

"Before you speak, could you please stop grabbing Ah Xi's hand and giggling like an idiot?"

Xi sighed and sat down, rubbing her forehead in exasperation. She must have been out of her mind to have been so patient in comforting Nian.

"Hmm, then I'll be fine like this, right? I'll treat everyone equally, I'll treat everyone equally!"

Nian reached out and took Xi's hand as well, then continued to chuckle.

"Shut up and lie down quietly. Ah Xi, stop laughing and do something about her."

Xi shifted her body closer to Bai Zhou, making it easier for Nian's arm.

"Yes, sister, listen to the master, get some rest first, and we'll look for some inspiration when we feel better."

Bai Zhou gently patted Nian's head to make her more comfortable.

"Okay..."

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Bai Zhou looked at the two people who had fallen asleep leaning against him, and helplessly and happily endured their trust.

"Huh? Two aunties..."

When Xiao Huijie woke up, she went downstairs and saw the two people's strange sleeping posture. Just as she was about to make a sound, she saw Bai Zhou winking at her.

"Uh-huh……"

The young dragon chuckled silently, then quietly put on his shoes and went to school.

……

"It's supposed to be my day, but it feels like that guy Nian takes up more of my time?"

At night, the evening breeze, both weary and refreshed, gently complains to the daytime.

It feels like I've lost out.

"The gentleman is very happy too."

After all, they are family. It would make you happier to be closer to them when you spend time together.

"me?"

Xi didn't speak, but her tail answered for her.

"Sir... um..."

"Let it go today, but I can't let her get too much of a taste of sweetness from Ah Xi tomorrow."

The crimson moonlight reflected on the clouds, like a blushing maiden.

Return to the Gentle Demon King of Seventy-Three

"Kal'tsit, you are always like this... disregarding yourself."

"How many times do I have to tell you before you learn to cherish yourself?"

"You shouldn't have bothered with those stupid documents..."

……

“Kal'tsit…”

Emerald-green Felin sat motionless in her seat, the noise from the meeting still lingering in her mind.

People's joys and sorrows are not shared; she only found their noise bothersome.

Especially the Doctor, why does she always feel an irresistible urge to rush through the lightning barrier and perish together with Theresis?

No... saying they would perish together is just praising the princess's side.

Nowadays, aside from the fact that their ideals resonate more with the naive Sarkaz, the Princess faction is inferior to the General faction in both military strength and prestige.

Theresis has also won the support of far more court members than Theresa has in the Sarkaz court.

If this civil war continues... they will undoubtedly lose.

"Kal'tsit, I would love to witness the Sarkaz's defeat. If that day ever comes, I would love to be invited by you to witness this grand event."

The man's heartless words were still fresh in Phil's memory.

She looked at the Rubik's Cube in her hand, and with a flick of her fingertips, she restored the shapes on it to their original positions.

"if……"

"If what?"

The sudden question nearly made the lynx jump out of its seat.

"Are you so surprised to see me, Kal'tsit?"

The lynx looked in the direction of the sound and saw the real dragon standing beside her with a smile on his face, staring intently at her.

"Your Excellency Bai Zhou..."

"Stop."

Upon hearing her address, the smile on Vacuum's face slowly faded, and he interrupted her before she could even greet him.

The dragon braced itself against the lynx's chair with one hand, its face slowly moving closer to hers. Their eyes, similar in color, met, seemingly engaged in a silent dialogue.

"Kal'tsit, if you can only speak to me in this unfamiliar manner, it would be better to call me by my name than to pretend to ignore me."

"Why do you say that? I have always treated you with the highest level of courtesy I know..."

Kal'tsit?

Just as the two were trying to straighten each other out, a new communicator suddenly barged in.

It's that pink-haired Sarkaz girl.

"Um... Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I didn't know Kal'tsit was entertaining you."

She saw a dragon almost pinning a lynx to the chair, and worry and confusion rose within her.

"Addressing me as 'Your Excellency' is too formal. We are, after all, collaborators... If you don't mind, young Demon King, you may call me—Mr. A."

Upon seeing her, the dragon abandoned the lynx, straightened up, and slowly walked towards her.

"Mr. A... Hello, welcome to the Tower of Babel."

Only after seeing the dragon's face clearly did she manage to retrieve his identity from the dormant memories in her mind.

It's that one from Yan Kingdom...

"..."

Zhenlong stopped in his tracks. He lowered his head slightly to look at the hand that was clutching his clothes, and did not move forward.

"Theresa, is something the matter?"

The lynx looked up at her and asked softly.

"Everyone was worried about you because you hadn't come out yet."

She saw the look in the lynx's eyes, and years of interaction with it had given her a slight understanding of its meaning.

Say no more, leave everything to her.

She desperately wanted to do that. But if she actually did, the true dragon before her, who already had a bad impression of the Sarkaz, might hate them even more…

She had to try to communicate with him. If she could get his support... even if it was just nominal, they would have more confidence when they actually achieved great things in the future.

"Mr. A, since this is your first time visiting the Tower of Babel, if you don't mind, would you allow me to be your guide and show you around here..."

"Theresia!"

The lynx's calls went unanswered.

"I am deeply honored that the Demon King has guided me."

The dragon stepped forward, broke free from the tightly clenched hand, and stood before Sarkaz.

The pink-haired Sarkaz bowed to him, and the dragon gently took her outstretched hand.

"..."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

The pink-haired Sarkaz turned his head to look at the lynx and said with a smile, "Kal'tsit, the Doctor is looking for you. He must have something very important to discuss with you."