Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Mir stood up, but felt that he had some difficulty moving. He felt that mud had gotten into his joints again. He was already annoyed enough by the water getting in before, and now mud had gotten in too.

"Hey, what are you doing there? Hurry up and go home!" A pleasant yet urgent voice came from there.

Mir looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the door of the house next door was ajar. A little girl who looked about twelve years old peeked out. Judging from the way the door was shaking, she seemed to be trying to resist the wind and prevent it from blowing the door open.

"My home is far from here."

"Huh? Then come in quickly, it's dangerous outside."

Mil didn't hesitate. He reached out to hold the door open for the little girl, then squeezed into the room. The little girl quickly locked the door while he was inside.

"Mom will scold me if the wind blows the house into a mess." The little girl wiped away imaginary sweat.

No, I think your mother would scold you if she knew you brought a strange man home.

Mir carefully examined the little girl in front of him. The little girl had a healthy wheat-colored skin and wheat-colored hair. She wasn't wearing the little dresses that people her age would usually wear, but rather a regular shirt and shorts. Her appearance wasn't as stunning as Mir's loli-type appearance at first glance, but she was still quite cute.

"Honestly, why are you running around outside in this weather? Didn't you receive the ban?" The little girl, patting her back, scolded Mir, mimicking an adult.

From her words, Mir learned that he was still in Ur, because the ban was only issued in Ur.

"Because I want to become a man as happy as the wind."

"Huh? What's that?" The little girl was confused by Mil's answer. "My name is Tasha, what's yours?"

Murder? What a fine name.

"My name is Mir. Where are your parents?"

Even in another world, children don't usually live independently at such a young age, unless they are orphans.

"My mom and dad went to town to buy things this morning, so I'm home alone now. But don't worry! Tasha won't be scared home alone!"

"It's so late, all the good kids should be going to bed." Mil glanced at the clock on the wall, which showed 10:20.

"Who would go to bed so early when they're home alone all the time?"

Yes, that's certainly a convincing reason, but...

"At night, a man and a girl, the girl's parents aren't home, guess what will happen?" Mil smiled maliciously at Tasha.

Tasha seemed to realize the problem as well, and took a step back in fear.

"What do you want to do? I'm warning you, I'm very powerful!" Tasha made a wild, uninspired punch, which seemed harmless.

No, I was just kidding you.

Mir would not be interested in this girl; she wasn't even as good-looking as Mir himself.

After hearing Mir's reply, Tasha became a little less wary of him, but still kept a distance from him.

Why are you going out in this weather? Didn't you receive a travel ban?

"Do you know why the ban was issued?" Mil did not answer her directly.

“I know, because there’s a terrifying murderer outside, so we’re not allowed to go out at night…” As she finished speaking, Tasha seemed to realize something, swallowed hard, and took a big step back.

Mil simply watched her movements with a smile.

"You, you wouldn't happen to be that murderer, would you?"

“Oh right~” Mil moved closer to her, cornering her against the wall. “I’m going to kill you now. Do you have any last words?”

Seeing that she had nowhere to retreat, Tasha crouched in the corner, trembling with fear.

"Waaaaah—why am I so unlucky? I'm still young, I've never even had a girlfriend, I don't want to die! Dad! Mom!"

Girlfriend? So this girl is a lesbian?

"I was just kidding you," Mir said before the girl in front of him could lose control of her emotions.

"Then won't you kill me?" Tasha glanced at him timidly.

"You're too weak, you don't deserve to be killed by me." Mil deliberately put on a childish expression.

Tasha was successfully amused by him: "I know, you don't seem like a bad person, big brother."

Do you have any brushes at home?

"Huh? Yes, what do you need a brush for?"

"I'm covered in mud, it's so uncomfortable, quickly bring me a brush and a basin so I can clean myself up."

Tasha looked very confused. Why use a brush when you can just clean off the mud and wash yourself?

Although she sensed that Mir's request was strange, she still obediently went to get it for him.

Mir took the brush and basin she brought, filled the basin with water, rinsed the brush clean, and then disassembled his limbs along the joints, taking a hardcore bath in this way.

Tasha: "..."

"Wow! What race are you anyway? Can your body be disassembled like that?"

The little girl was startled by his actions; she had never seen anyone disassemble themselves into pieces and wash them in a basin before. It was truly horrifying at first glance!

"I am a member of the Doll Clan!"

"What is the Puppet Clan? I've never even heard of it! Don't let my appearance fool you, I'll be able to attend Michuxi Academy next year!"

Mil: "..."

Why does the name of this college feel increasingly shameful the more I hear it? Am I going to have to introduce myself to others by saying, "Hello, my name is XXX, and I am a student at the College of No Good"?

I simply can't feel proud!

Chapter 49 The Ridiculous Magic Problems

In the center of the lake in Ur Park, Angela was still performing her rituals. Her face looked terrible, and anyone could tell she was exhausted, but she didn't stop moving, like a puppet on strings.

"Dean, that's the one."

Eileen nodded to the teacher who was reporting to her; it was so obvious that she could see it clearly.

The strange, bright red wind is emanating from the center of this lake, and its power is constantly increasing. If this continues, even if the city's buildings have been reinforced, they will still be unable to escape the fate of being destroyed.

The red wind formed a spiral shape on the lake's surface, like a tornado, but it didn't pull anything in; instead, it repelled everything around it.

Although Angela was surrounded by a strange, crimson wind, Eileen's better eyesight allowed her to make out her appearance and the faint, indistinct shadow above her head.

"Prepare for the sealing ceremony!"

At Eileen's command, the surrounding teachers bit their fingers and used their magic to draw magic circles in the air.

"Just how many people did this guy kill to summon a projection of this size?" Eileen exclaimed.

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"How long are we going to keep going like this?" Xia Ye asked again, her voice trembling.

“My dear lady, how many times have you asked me that question?” Sack answered her in a trembling voice.

"I can hardly breathe. Even the magic that protects my nostrils has been blown away by the wind."

"Thank goodness I don't need to breathe. By the way, how come this wall is so hard? Even with the wind blowing so hard, it still stands."

Xia Ye tried to climb over the wall into the yard, but she failed. She was stuck to the wall by the strange wind and could hardly move her arm. She couldn't even use magic to help her, as the magic would be blown away as soon as it was released.

"Help--"

Miss Xia Ye, who always maintained a cool and aloof image, cried for help.

"Miss Xia Ye, even we've been slammed against the wall and can't move. At this point, don't expect any passersby to come and rescue us."

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—"

Xia Ye was no longer able to speak.

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Unlike his companions' dire situation, Mir even leisurely drank his tea.

"Not bad, it tastes pretty good."

“Right? This is tea we grew ourselves.” Tasha replied cheerfully, pleased with the compliment.

After a shower, a cup of good tea—life is just so wonderful… By the way, why am I here?

Mil completely forgot what he was supposed to do.

"Brother Mir, can you help me with my homework? I'm taking the entrance exam for American University next year, but I can't do several magic problems."

“Okay.” Mir knew this was a time to show his authority to the younger generation.

Tasha opened her workbook.

"First question: Peking duck, what type of fire magic makes it the most fragrant?"

Mill: "...This question is too tricky, let's move on to the next one."

"Question 2: Please translate the following Common language dialogue into Elvish..."

When Mil saw the question, his eyes lit up. He knew a little about Elvish, mainly because when he first met Ura, this guy would occasionally blurt out an Elvish phrase. At first, the three of them didn't know what it meant. Since they weren't very familiar with each other at the time, they didn't use translation magic out of politeness. It wasn't until later that they realized he was swearing. So, to prevent themselves from being insulted without even knowing it, the three of them learned some Elvish.

Mir glanced at the conversation.

…………

Woman: Ah~ baby, you're so amazing.

Man: Oh, sweetheart, let me show you something even more amazing.

Woman: Oh! No! Baby, I can't take it anymore! Ah! Ah!

…………

Mil: "..." Not bad, this question is too bizarre, I like it.

Mir translated the above dialogue verbatim to the little girl.

The little girl blushed as she heard Mir's translation, and she slapped Mir hard with her little hand.

"Seriously, even if Mil doesn't know, he shouldn't make things up!"

No, we're not making this up. You should be hitting your teacher.

"Let's move on to the next question."