Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

After taking the key, Mir led Xia Ye over with practiced ease. Xia Ye looked around curiously. Even in the real world, she had never been to a place like this. She didn't know what the environment of a KTV in the real world was like. This place was already becoming flashy even before entering the room. Various colored magic patterns were carved on the walls, emitting colorful light, which seemed to be used for lighting.

Mir led Xia Ye to the door of a room. He instinctively raised his hand to punch the door twice, but he suppressed the urge under Xia Ye's strange gaze.

He obediently used the key to open the door.

A number of people had already gathered inside: Ura drinking beer, Carlo playing cards with Sak, a catgirl fiddling with a white cloth doll, Ashia reading a book, and Vilse setting off a confetti cannon at them at the door.

Xia Ye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to step aside, but then she remembered that she was the main character today.

The space here is very large, not at all like it looks small from the outside.

"What? You're all here?" Mill walked to the sofa and found a place to sit down. "Can we eat now?"

"Do you think this is a restaurant?" The president rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

"But I always come here to eat."

This place is indeed like a restaurant, with professional chefs and a wide variety of dishes; it's very thoughtful.

"It must be expensive here." This was Miss Xia Ye's primary concern.

“It’s okay,” Vilse handed Xia Ye a bottle of beer, and after Xia Ye shook his head to refuse, she continued, “Go ahead and have fun, I’ll cover all the expenses for today.”

Saying it like that makes me even more embarrassed!

"Um! Carlo, what's wrong with you these past few days? Have you become withdrawn?"

Carlo hadn't given Mir a friendly look since he came in; it seemed he'd been badly screwed over by Mir.

"What's going on?" Mil sniffed in Carlo's direction. "It smells rotten."

Hearing Mil's words, Carlo's face turned even uglier. After personally experiencing the power of the bomb he had made, he soaked in the bathtub for half an hour with various shower gels, but still couldn't completely get rid of the smell. And this guy was still making sarcastic remarks.

What's even more infuriating is that the guy had no idea someone was planning to retaliate against him.

Carlo completely forgot that it was his own reckless act that led to this predicament.

But now he can't complain. He can't do anything but accept his fate. He doesn't want to wake up in the middle of the night to find this guy standing by his bed with a brush, ready to pounce.

"It's nothing, it just fell into the sewer." Carlo gave a forced smile. "Want a drink? Today's celebrating Xia Ye joining our class, so let's have a special drink."

He opened a bottle of wine and handed it to Mil, the veins on his hand holding the bottle bulging noticeably.

He didn't tamper with the bottle of wine, because he knew that there was no way to get wine from Mil. Before, Mil had tried drinking a glass, and immediately started acting crazy, running to the men's dormitory and banging on all the dormitory doors, and no one could stop him.

"No, you guys drink. I really don't know what to do with this." Mil waved his hand in refusal. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but the guy seemed a little disappointed after he refused Carlo.

In other worlds, alcohol is usually brewed using magical items, because ordinary alcohol is usually unable to intoxicate those with special abilities.

"Alright, alright!" Velvet grabbed the microphone and drew everyone's attention. "Today is Xia Ye's welcome party, so let's not just keep doing our own things. How about we each sing a song?"

Upon hearing her words, everyone put down what they were doing and looked at her.

"Um, what if I can't sing?" Miss Catgirl asked, raising her hand.

"It's okay, sing it out loud, no one will laugh at you except me," Mir comforted her, patting her shoulder.

"Then, let's start with me!"

After saying that, Violet picked a song and started singing. Actually, it sounded quite nice, but the sound system in the KTV was just so-so. It focused on the intensity of the sound as much as possible, which didn't quite match Violet's gentle voice.

After she finished singing, everyone clapped in unison, including Mil, since Vilse had looked at him with her terrifying squinty eyes after she finished singing.

“Now it’s my turn.” Ula crushed the can of beer he had just finished drinking and took the microphone from Vilse.

"I've heard this song before in the real world, and I think it's quite nice, so I'll sing this one."

"Next, I'll perform a majestic and powerful song for everyone!"

"Holy crap!" ×N

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah..."

As Ula sang Qian Yao's song, everyone truly understood the meaning of the phrase "devilish voice that pierces the ears." Everyone looked at him with horrified expressions, except for Mir, who remained completely calm.

"Would you like something to drink?" He practically shouted this, and even so, Xia Ye, sitting next to him, could barely make out what he was saying.

"I'd like a cup of oolong tea." She really couldn't stomach beer on a summer night, and she couldn't understand why anyone would like that strange taste.

"Give me a drink too, thank you." Carlo, who was exhausted, used his last strength to say these words. Despite having the best hearing among those present, he was the one suffering the most pain.

"Okay, two cups of oolong tea, is that right?"

Mil walked to the side and looked at the beverage box. There were teas available for customers to brew themselves, as well as ready-made ones, but Mil didn't find any ready-made oolong tea, and he didn't know how to brew tea.

No, that's not right. If I think about it carefully, I do have some recollection of how to brew oolong tea.

Mir thought about it carefully for a moment, then reached out his hand...

Vodka + Whiskey = Oolong Tea

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Everything Was So Familiar

By the end of the banquet, almost everyone was drunk, except for Mir.

Even Xia Ye, who doesn't drink, got drunk, and no one knows why.

All Mir remembered was that when he handed them the oolong tea, Xia Ye took a sip and passed out, while Carlo, after taking a big gulp, shouted, "You bastard, you tricked me!" and also collapsed.

"Can you still walk?" Mil looked at Vilse, the only one who hadn't collapsed yet. Her face was flushed, and she occasionally let out a burp or two.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not drunk yet, I can walk back by myself!" Vilse patted Mil's back forcefully, looking nothing like someone who wasn't drunk.

"Since they're not drunk yet, then please take these two back," Mil said, pointing at the catgirl and the guild leader, showing absolutely no consideration for them.

"Hey—why do I, as a girl, have to give gifts to two people?"

"I'm just being considerate of you!" Mil started talking nonsense. "It's not easy to walk at night, is it? Look at that president over there, her forehead can be used as a flashlight. And cats are fluid creatures, so they must be much lighter than ordinary people. I have to take the heavy Xia Ye back here, it's tiring!"

Even a fool wouldn't believe what he said, but Welse believed it anyway, probably because she was drunk.

"Alright then, thank you, Mir." With that, Velvet walked up to Mir and kissed him on the forehead. "This is a kiss from a beautiful girl, so accept it sweetly."

Mir remained calm after being kissed, even wiping the saliva reeking of alcohol from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Then you should send them back first. Let these beasts sleep here. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Mil picked up Xia Ye and walked away quickly. He just wanted to get back to his dormitory as soon as possible. To be honest, carrying a drunkard was not a pleasant experience, even if the drunkard was a beautiful woman. Mil had carried Vilse like that before, and the girl ended up vomiting all over him. From that day on, he kept his distance from drunk women.

"Is this oolong tea a bit too strong? How come it turned like this after just one small sip?"

Because Xia Ye was unconscious, and Mir carried her back at a fast pace and even gave her a speed boost, she didn't feel much of a bump and returned to her dormitory safely.

Mir put Xia Ye down from his back and let her lie down against the wall in the corridor. Now he faced a problem: how to get Xia Ye to her dormitory.

Looking at Xia Ye's pretty face, as beautiful as Sleeping Beauty, Mir felt nothing, because she still smelled of alcohol, and Mir instinctively hated that smell.

"Hey! Where did you put your keys?" Mil shook the drunk girl hard, then immediately stepped aside, afraid that Xia Ye might suddenly vomit on him.

Summer Night, who was being violently shaken by Mil, showed no reaction whatsoever, not even a hint of consciousness. If it weren't for her relatively even breathing, Mil would have thought she had died on the spot.

"Ah! Then I won't care!"

After saying that, Mir started groping Xia Ye's body, looking exactly like a perverted man who was molesting a young girl.

Mil searched all of her exposed pockets, but couldn't find the key.

Could it be in the inner pocket?

Mir subconsciously looked up, only to find Xia Ye staring at him with dreamy eyes. The doll boy was so startled that he took two steps back.

"Hey! When did you wake up? Let me make this clear, I didn't do anything weird to you. I was just looking for your keys to open the door!"

"Key..." Xia Ye murmured these two words, seemingly still not fully conscious. She raised her hand and grabbed her coat, then let it fall limply to her side.

“Oh~” Mil slapped his left palm with his right hand. “It was in your inner pocket… Well then, excuse me.”

As he spoke, under Xia Ye's hazy gaze, Mir unzipped her zipper and reached into her collar, inevitably touching some underdeveloped soft things.

Fortunately, the summer nights aren't so clear-headed these days, otherwise Mir would be greeted with a face full of magic.

"found it."

Mil took out a key, inserted it into the lock, and opened the door. After opening it, he took the key out and put it back in Xia Ye's inner pocket, then carried her on his back.

After placing Xia Ye on her bed, Mir thoughtfully covered her with a blanket before turning to leave.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ye grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Mir turned to look at Xia Ye and found her lying on her side on the bed, one hand clutching the hem of her clothes, looking at him with a dreamy gaze, her hair scattered on the bed. This scene was very alluring to men.

But Mil is not a normal man.

He put Xia Ye's hand down and said stiffly, "Be good, listen to me. You have class tomorrow, so get a good night's sleep tonight."

After saying that, Mir left without looking back, making sure to close the door behind him.

Back in her room, Mil immediately locked the door and drew all the curtains before lying down on the bed and transforming into the little Mil.

The girl neither cried nor made a fuss after she came out, and seemed very obedient because she had already eaten enough at the KTV that day and did not feel hungry.

The girl walked to the cabinet, stood on tiptoe, and took out a comic book from inside, intending to use it to pass the two hours.

So, let's just stay like this for two hours.

However, the girl always felt as if she had forgotten something.

The girl's personality was such that she wouldn't think about things she forgot, so she didn't take these things to heart. But the things she had forgotten came back to her right away.

Mir saw a flash of white light on his body, and when he saw this familiar white light appear on his body, Mir's expression suddenly changed drastically.

But it was no use; she couldn't escape anymore, even though she never could. When the white light completely enveloped her, the girl began to despair.

After the white light dissipated, the girl's surroundings changed dramatically. She found herself in a luxurious house. The decorations inside didn't seem to use many precious materials, but they were filled with an artistic atmosphere, and various collectibles were displayed there.

She was very familiar with this place; in the past three years, this was the place she spent the most time in besides her dormitory.

This is Eileen's apartment.

Eileen teleported her here. Everything here was very familiar to her: the familiar place, the familiar decorations, Eileen's familiar angry face in front of her, and the somewhat unfamiliar feather duster in Eileen's hand.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Scaring

Mil immediately realized what she had forgotten: she had gotten into trouble this morning, and Eileen had found out. That bad cop had already handed the matter and the ticket to Eileen.