Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

She blushed slightly when she saw that Mil was only wearing a pair of underwear, but she was more surprised because most of his joints were exposed.

"Why are you dressed like this? Do you have some perverted fetish that I don't know about?" Xia Ye blushed and looked away from Mir.

The previous cross-dressing incident seems to have been automatically categorized by Miss Xia Ye as a perverted fetish. Although Sack tried his best to explain, with Mil as a teammate who only made things worse, it obviously wouldn't have any effect. Elsa has already added a sentence to the three of their profiles: "Suspected of having a cross-dressing fetish."

"What does it matter?" Mil waved his hand dismissively, though his doll-like joints made him look somewhat creepy. "Don't worry, from the moment you came to our class, I never intended to treat you as an outsider."

What does this have to do with you coming out in your underwear?

Xia Ye rubbed her eyebrows and said, "You'd better put your clothes on, or I wouldn't mind trying to see what it's like to assemble a life-size doll."

To Mir, Xia Ye's threat seemed utterly harmless. From any perspective, Xia Ye was merely a newbie, with no reason to believe he could defeat his "senior." However, his previous foolish act had dragged him into a troublesome situation, though he had gained something in the process...

Mir looked thoughtfully at the large ball of light in his chest.

Xia Ye followed his gaze and saw the large ball of light. Because she had been stunned by the strange joints of the doll, she had completely ignored this most obvious thing.

"What is this?" Xia Ye asked, pointing at the ball of light.

Although Xia Ye had always been quiet and wouldn't ask others impolite questions out of mere curiosity, she was only really familiar with Mir in this world. This familiarity was amplified when Mir was alone, so Mir was considered an acquaintance in her mind, and that's why she asked the question directly.

“Ah, this,” Mil said, his dead fish eyes fixed on the main body within the sphere of light, a body only he could see. “This is what sustains my magic.”

He wasn't exactly lying. All the magic in his puppet form was supplied by his real body. It was a pity that he couldn't use all of Lori Mil's power in his puppet form. Otherwise, wouldn't it be incredibly awesome to stop time and then unleash Ora when he encountered an enemy next time?

"Oh." Xia Ye didn't doubt it. Isn't this kind of setting often used in novels? The energy core of the puppet is a large ball of light or something, and that large ball of light is the weakness.

Thinking of this, Xia Ye glanced at Mir's chest with ill intent, wondering if this guy's weakness was this big ball of light.

Mir felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze and quickly covered his chest with his hands, exclaiming shyly, "Ah! You pervert!"

Summer Night: "..."

"If you keep doing this, I'll call the police."

Xia Ye took out the communication crystal, seemingly intending to do so.

“I’m a regular there. The police officers who used to be very familiar with me are now the chiefs of police stations.”

If someone who doesn't know the situation heard this, they might think that Mil is really awesome.

Xia Ye was the one who knew the situation. She rolled her eyes in annoyance. When did that guy who took five hundred years to become the bureau chief become someone worth praising?

"So you're planning to go out dressed like this?" Xia Ye glanced at Mir's underwear without making it obvious. "If you really plan to go out like this, don't walk with me. I can't bear the embarrassment."

"Ah..." Mil yawned. He hadn't remembered what Xia Ye wanted to see him for, but now that she had woken him up, he was wide awake, so he decided to go out with her.

"Wait a moment, it's okay to come in." After saying that, Mir turned around and went into the house without closing the door, showing no intention of avoiding Xia Ye.

Xia Ye naturally wasn't interested in Mir changing clothes; she planned to wait for him at the door... that was her original idea.

What's the first thing your friend does when you visit their house for the first time? Of course, they'll take a look around their room! Wouldn't you be curious about what your best friend's room looks like after spending so much time with them?

Even though Xia Ye and Mir had only known each other for a few days, and perhaps she herself hadn't even realized it, she had already transformed Mir from a "talkable" relationship into a "normal friend" relationship.

After all, in this unfamiliar place, the only person she knew in the real world was Mil, and the only one she had known for a long time was him.

Driven by various feelings, Xia Ye secretly looked around Mill's apartment. It seemed that the basic layout was the same as hers, not only the sofa and wardrobe, but also the clothes rack and shoe rack were in similar positions.

It seems that only the items on the shelves are different; my own shoe rack doesn't have many shoes, while Mill's has all sorts of them.

Sneakers, slippers, sandals, pink children's shoes, and even roller skates were all placed on the shoe rack.

Wait a minute? Did you just see something strange mixed in there?

←【To Be Continued】

Chapter Fifty-Five: The Name of the Transformer

Xia Ye rubbed her eyes and looked at the shoe rack again. Only then did she realize that she was not mistaken; there really was a pair of children's shoes on the shoe rack.

Is this guy really that nostalgic? He can't bear to throw away his childhood shoes. That was Miss Xia Ye's initial reaction.

“But that doesn’t make sense either,” Xia Ye said, rubbing her chin as she examined the shoes. “If they were shoes he wore when he was little, why are they so new? And the style looks like a woman’s.”

Xia Ye glanced at Mir's shoe rack again and found that there wasn't just that one pair of children's shoes on it. Perhaps because Mir was sloppy, the shoes on the rack were arranged haphazardly and without any pattern, so even if there were a few pairs of children's shoes mixed in, they wouldn't be very noticeable.

Xia Ye finally couldn't contain her curiosity and went into Mir's dormitory. She picked up a red children's boot from the shoe rack and examined it.

These shoes are very small, only about the size of her palm. They look like they're meant for a seven or eight-year-old child (from Xia Ye Xian Shi Ren's perspective), and they're also girls' children's shoes.

Xia Ye glanced in the direction of Mil's bedroom and found that there seemed to be no movement there, which made her wonder if that guy had gone back to sleep. Otherwise, why would it take so long to change clothes in the summer?

But it's alright...

The girl hesitated for a moment, then forced herself to smell the inside of the boot, despite feeling awkward and nauseous. She wasn't doing anything perverted; she was checking to see if anyone had ever worn the boot.

The boots didn't have the strange smell Xia Ye had imagined. Instead, they had a faint, almost imperceptible milky scent, which, combined with the shoes' original fragrance, made Xia Ye, who had only wanted to confirm it, sniff them a few more times.

Then, realizing what had happened, Xia Ye blushed slightly.

What am I doing? Am I a pervert? No, that's not right, I'm just checking, I don't have any strange fetishes!

The girl shook her head vigorously to stop her wild thoughts. The fragrant smell of the boots made her unsure if they had ever been owned. Perhaps these shoes were just bought by Mil, that guy with all sorts of bad habits, to satisfy his newly awakened hobbies.

But what if he stole these shoes?

The thought lingered in Xia Ye's mind: what if those shoes really were stolen or robbed by that guy...?

Summer Night automatically imagined Mir preying on a completely undeveloped little girl and then stealing her shoes as "trophies".

Good heavens! I can't imagine how young this guy could have hurt a little girl. Maybe that little girl doesn't even understand what he did. It might leave that poor little girl with a lifelong trauma.

No, that's not right either. Xia Ye pried open the shoe as if to confirm, and sniffed it even closer with her nose. At this moment, she looked just like a female pervert.

It still had that pleasant milky scent, and this scent confirmed Xia Ye's first thought—this guy bought the shoes to satisfy his peculiar hobby.

At this moment, Xia Ye was somewhat relieved that Qi Mier hadn't gone so far as to put his obviously ill-fitting feet into his shoes to do anything strange, otherwise, who knows what she would have smelled just now.

Just then, there was some noise in Mir's bedroom. Hearing this, Xia Ye quickly put the shoes back in their place and pretended that nothing had happened.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, but I'm not going to apologize... What are you doing standing there?"

Xia Ye felt a little embarrassed when asked the question, but she didn't show it.

"These shoes are for little girls." Xia Ye took out the shoes she had just ravaged and waved them at Mir. Although she had been imagining things intensely, it was better to ask the person in question directly.

Seeing the shoes Xia Ye was holding, Mir's panicked expression was already written all over his face. He now deeply regretted not having put away the shoes he wore when he was in his loli form.

It wasn't that he was stupid enough not to think of this situation. The reason he didn't tidy up the shoes on the shoe rack was simply because of three words—procrastination.

That's right, it's procrastination. The principle is like when you open your phone to look up something, and suddenly you see that someone you follow has updated their video, so you unconsciously click on the video. After watching the video, you forget what you opened your phone for in the first place.

Mir is like that. He always puts things off because of procrastination. Even when he does take action, he forgets about it when he gets to the shoe rack at the door. Since he can't remember what he's going to do when he's at the door, he assumes he's going out. By the time he remembers what he's supposed to do after he's gone out, he's too lazy to go back.

Fortunately, the slippers he wore when he went out with Xia Ye that day were not on the shoe rack; those slippers were still on the little girl's feet in his chest.

Seeing his panicked expression, Xia Ye became even more certain of her judgment.

Why are there so many classmates here?

“I bought it myself,” Mil did not shy away from the question.

"Tsk, I knew it, you're more of a pervert than I thought."

See, even if he just tells the truth, no one will associate him with a little girl; it's just that his infamy will only get worse.

"How can you call a man's behavior perverted?"

Xia Ye glanced at him expressionlessly, then at the tiny leather boot in her hand.

"You're not actually interested in little girls, are you?"

Who the hell has the right to talk to me like that? You always have this deadpan expression in public, but you change your expression faster than anyone else when you're around cute little girls.

Of course, this time Mir only thought about it in his mind. If he said it out loud, it would be impossible to explain why he knew that Xia Ye was very gentle with the little girl. It wasn't that he was afraid of being exposed, but that Mir was afraid of trouble. If too many people knew about this, it would be very troublesome. It's that simple.

Mir took the little leather boots from Xia Ye's hands, put them back on the shoe rack, and asked:

"So, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

Xia Ye frowned. If Mir hadn't reminded her, she might have forgotten about the important matter.

"You said I had class yesterday..."

"So what?" Mil asked impatiently, picking at his ear.

"Didn't you say you'd come with me? You're not going to change your mind, are you?"

At this moment, Xia Ye's mood was like that of a student who had just entered junior high school. She would be happy to find out that there were familiar faces in her class, but she would be very upset when she found out that they had all transferred schools.

Chapter Fifty-Six: I'm in Love

"Didn't you skip all of class yesterday? Have you already figured out how to explain it?"

"Why not just tell the truth?"

Xia Ye felt that yesterday's situation was somewhat understandable, and that the teacher should understand if she explained it.

Hearing Xia Ye's answer, Mir rubbed his temples as if in a headache and said, "So you're some naive young lady from somewhere? Not every teacher has professional ethics."

Mill had encountered a teacher like this when he was in school in the real world. It was probably when he had just entered junior high school. His math teacher was an old woman going through menopause. Perhaps in order to establish her authority, Mill was constantly criticized by that old woman in her class for some small actions, from the first day of school until the day Eileen picked him up.

Mil gritted his teeth in anger when he thought about what happened back then. If Eileen hadn't taken him away early, the first thing he would have done after robbing the bank would have been to break that old woman's legs.

Hearing Mir's words, Xia Ye also felt a little nervous. She now understood that the class she had joined was a problem class, and the teacher who could manage it was obviously not a kind person.

"Should I bring a gift? It might be impolite to just go there like this, right?"

Even now, Xia Ye still doesn't know what kind of person that teacher is or what kind of things he likes, so she turned to Mir for help.

“It’s alright,” Mil waved his hand dismissively. “It’s alright if it’s her.”

"Compared to this, don't you think that staying here and wasting time will make us late?"

Hearing Mir's words, Xia Ye stiffened. She had gotten up very early this morning. She hadn't slept for a day and a night and had only slept for about seven hours, but she didn't feel too tired. As soon as she got up, she knocked on Mir's door without even eating breakfast, but this guy had kept her waiting for so long.

Mil kindly handed her his alarm clock. Xia Ye glanced at the clock; it was almost 8:30.

She didn't know the exact time of class, but 8:30 was clearly not too early.

Compared to Xia Ye, Mir seemed quite calm, since it wasn't his class and had nothing to do with him.

"Why didn't you say so sooner! Take me there now!"