Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"I need your help urgently! I desperately need money right now, please lend me a little bit."

"Are we that close? Why do you want to borrow money from me?" The other person repeated what Mir had told her, changing a few words.

"Wow! You hold a grudge like that? Well then, goodbye." Mir didn't play along and was about to hang up the phone.

"Eh? Wait, wait!!" Ashia hurriedly stopped Mir. "It's not impossible to borrow money... Okay, how much do you want to borrow?"

"Five thousand."

"Doo-doo-doo-"

The other party hung up on Mir.

Mil: ...

Remember those bastards!

Elsa, sitting opposite him, looked at him and calmly took a sip of tea.

Mir turned his gaze to Xia Ye, then turned it back.

There's no way there could be money on a summer night.

"Um..." Mil looked at Elsa hesitantly, "Could you lend me some money?"

"roll."

"Alright, I'm off then." With that, Mir got up to leave.

"Sit down!" Elsa stopped Mil. "Pay the fine first, or your mother will pay it for you."

Mir looked at her and swallowed hard. It seemed he wouldn't be able to pay the fine today. He hoped Eileen would go easy on him because he was cute.

Suddenly, Mil had a flash of inspiration and came up with a good idea.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Revenge on Mir?

"I've got it!" A lightbulb went off in Mill's head. "If I rob a little more money and then pay both fines in one go, I can not only pay the fines but also make a little extra. I might just be a genius!"

Upon hearing Mir's method, both beauties simultaneously opened their dead fish eyes.

"No, in that case you will not only have to return the stolen money, but you will also have to pay an extra fine."

Mir, feeling discouraged after being given the cold water, became somewhat disheartened.

There's only one way left now!

"I'm sorry! Can you give me a break today!" Mil bowed deeply at a 120-degree angle and smashed the table between him and Elsa with a headbutt.

Elsa calmly glanced at the smashed table, then took out a pen and wrote a few more words in her notebook.

"Excuse me, Miss Elsa, what are you writing?"

"I have also included the cost of the damaged public property in the fine."

“…We’re already so close, can you give me a few more days?” Mil straightened up and said through gritted teeth.

"No, or you can have your mom pay it."

"You win!!"

Mil really didn't know what to do with her. He couldn't very well put a knife to Elsa's neck and try to bargain like he had before, could he?

"Let's go!" Mil dusted off his clothes, shook off the sawdust that had just splashed on him, and turned to leave, not forgetting to kick a stool up to the ceiling before he left.

Xia Ye greeted Elsa apologetically, then turned and followed Mil.

Elsa watched the two figures leave thoughtfully, then added another entry to her notebook: Damaged bench and ceiling.

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Carlo stared silently at the disconnected phone. For the first time in his life, he had the thought of taking revenge on Mir. Ever since he met Mir, he had always been the passive one, but this time he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Although he was a homebody, he unexpectedly had a slight case of mysophobia. While he had almost overcome this trait through various bizarre practical training sessions, falling into a stinky ditch this time really awakened his mysophobia.

He would never forget the moment when he was about to successfully escape that filthy environment, when a kick from Mir plunged him into the depths of hell.

He sniffed his body, and whether it was psychological or not, even though he had used up a whole bottle of shower gel, he could still smell a faint odor.

"Did I not marinate it enough?"

Thinking of this, Carlo's face turned extremely ugly.

"No, I can't let that kid get any more arrogant. I have to get revenge!"

Carlo clenched his fist as if he had made up his mind, but then, as if he had thought of something, he softly loosened his fist.

That guy's method of revenge is much more ruthless!

"No, that's not right. As long as he doesn't know it was me, that's fine!"

Carlo went into his bedroom, where, in addition to various figurines and related merchandise, there was a simple workbench. Carlo sat down at his workbench, took out some tools, and started tinkering.

As mentioned earlier, Carlo once made some magical voice changers out of boredom. Not every ability user can make such magical items. Although Carlo doesn't know many magics, he is surprisingly a tech geek. He managed to create quite a few interesting magical items with his limited magical knowledge. Some teachers in the academy call him an "alternative genius".

So the question is, how do you get revenge on Mir?

"Of course, we'll let this kid taste the stench of the ditch!" Carlo grinned, immersing a strangely shaped, tiny test tube into a medium-sized test tube containing a rather unpleasant-looking liquid.

He'd never done this before and didn't know how effective it would be, so he decided to find a place to experiment with it!

Carlo opened the window and looked down at the students walking by in scattered groups below...

"Ughhhh—how could I have such a terrible thought? I'll get beaten to death!" He covered his cheek, trying to dispel the wicked idea in his mind.

But where else can we test the power of this thing?

Anyway, no one will know that I did it, so why not just leave it there?

Two small figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of Carlo.

Little Black Man: "Just throw him down, no one will know you did it!"

Little White Man: "Yeah, yeah, didn't you want to get revenge on Mil? If you don't even dare to do something like this, what courage do you have to get revenge on him?"

Carlo: ? ? ? Shouldn't you two be opposing each other, one good and one evil? Why aren't you playing by the rules?! But... that suits me just fine.

Carlo revealed a twisted smile. Unlike Mil, he considered himself a model student who wouldn't do such provocative things. But how could he find the courage to retaliate against that guy if he didn't take this step?!

Carlo pretended to accidentally drop the test tube, throwing it nearly twenty meters away.

After throwing it out, he quickly pulled his head back in, drew the curtains, and secretly observed through a small gap.

"Pfft—Ah!!"

The test tube accurately hit a student with blue skin.

Carlo: "...Classmate, I didn't expect you to throw so accurately, but for the sake of my great ideal, I have to sacrifice you for now."

After the test tube hit the student on the head, several nosy students went over and gathered around to watch.

Five, four, three... Carlo counted silently in his mind.

"Plop—smack—crackle crackle—"

The test tube exploded, splashing the students with black sewage, which looked disgusting.

"Holy crap!! What stinks!!!"

"Which bastard did this?! Step forward!!"

"Ouch!! You splashed some unknown liquid all over me!"

"Holy crap! It stinks! And that guy up there! He's a muscular burly man, yet he's saying such effeminate things... I love it!"

……

It looks like it's working very well.

Carlo, hiding behind the scenes, gave a sinister laugh.

The next problem is how to change this setting so that it only triggers a few seconds after Mir touches it. Also, Mir knows I'm good at making weird and wonderful things. If it explodes right there in his hands, he might immediately guess and beat me up. Even if he has no evidence, he'll definitely beat me up for no reason.

So, how can I prevent this kid from suspecting that I made this thing?

Carlo, whose IQ was fairly good, immediately came up with a solution...

Chapter Sixty-Three: Conspiracy

On the street, Mir was buying daily necessities with Xia Ye, but he looked extremely haggard.

"...Do you really have to be like this?" Xia Ye looked speechlessly at Mir, who put a handful of candy into her mouth and then crushed it.

“Crunch, crunch…you don’t understand…crunch…I’m just having a taste of the sweetness first…crunch, crunch…and then I’ll face the punishment that’s coming.” Mir finished speaking incoherently.

Mil could already foresee his fate, and he could only hope that Eileen would go easy on him because he was cute.

Xia Ye redefined her perception of the horned dean in her mind. Even Mil, the simpleton, was a little afraid of her. It was hard to imagine how fierce someone who looked so beautiful could be...

However, the headmaster who could raise a son like Mir might be even worse than she imagined...

"Is there anything else you want? I'll go with you to buy it."

"No, you can just watch from the side. I can handle it myself."

Xia Ye dared not let this guy cause trouble again; it was strange to see someone carrying a machete while shopping.

Besides, most girls go shopping just to have fun; they don't necessarily have to buy everything they like.

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A small town on the outskirts of the Storm Kingdom.

At this moment, the city was engulfed in flames, and corpses of various races could be seen everywhere. Some had ferocious expressions, some looked terrified, some held weapons, and faint magical energy still lingered on their bodies. Clearly, they had put up a resistance, but it seemed to be to no avail.

Amidst this hellish scene, a few people still stood there calmly.

"How's the situation in Ur City?"

Barton swirled the wine in his hand with feigned elegance, but his 2.5-meter-tall stature, coupled with the fact that he was only wearing a thong, made it impossible to associate him with the word "elegance."

"All my crows are dead." The man in black said calmly, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

"They're all dead? Your crows shouldn't have any magic detected."