Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Recalling the whole story, the girl quickly climbed over the sofa, peeking out her little head and looking weakly at Eileen.

Eileen didn't rush over to grab her immediately. She first shook the feather duster in her hand, as if testing its feel, and then looked at the trembling girl expressionlessly, saying, "Come here, I promise I won't hit you."

The girl didn't listen to her. Countless lessons from being beaten taught her that Eileen's words were completely unreliable. If she really went over, she would definitely be pinned to her lap and spanked hard. She didn't want to help Eileen test whether the feather duster was useful or not.

"I'm not going over there, I want to go back to my dorm," Mil said weakly, hiding half his head behind the sofa.

Eileen remained expressionless as she looked at the girl. If she wanted to catch the girl, she could easily use her abilities to grab her, but she didn't. In fact, she was thinking about how to deal with the girl. Although she was holding a feather duster, she didn't want to actually beat the girl. Hitting children all the time would have a bad influence on them, and besides, she would feel bad if she made the girl cry.

Eileen approached the girl step by step, her slow pace only adding to the oppressive atmosphere. The girl was terrified and even forgot to run away. By the time Eileen walked around the sofa and stood in front of her, the girl had already crouched down, covered her head, and curled up in a ball, trembling.

Eileen resisted the urge to comfort her, picked her up, tucked the girl under her arm with one hand, and walked towards the kitchen.

Because Mil's face was turned away, she didn't see where Eileen was taking her, but it certainly wasn't a good place, so she struggled with her hands and feet.

Eileen stopped and stared expressionlessly at the unruly girl, then slapped her on the bottom.

"Behave yourself!"

The girl didn't behave as she wished; instead, she struggled even more fiercely. Presumably, the first slap hadn't hurt enough, so she slapped her again with greater force.

"Snapped!!"

That slap must have hurt quite a bit; the sound was very loud. Eileen felt the girl in her arms trembling. The frequency of the trembling was a bit off; it didn't look like she was trembling with fear, but more like she was sobbing.

Eileen sensed something was wrong and quickly turned Mir over so that he was facing her.

Sure enough, the girl's eyes were already red. It seemed that her struggle just now was because he had hit her too hard, and then he increased the force, which made the girl feel very wronged.

Eileen once again resisted the urge to comfort the girl, and simply patted her head to soothe her.

If she lets the girl cry like this, she won't listen to anything she says afterward, even though the girl almost never listens when she scolds her.

Feeling the warm touch on her head, Mir gradually calmed down, but this calm did not last long. After seeing that she had stopped crying, Eileen took her hand and walked towards the kitchen.

Mir wanted to resist, but even when she was a doll, she might not be able to beat Eileen in terms of brute force, let alone in her current state. She was dragged to the kitchen by Eileen, and even though she kept rubbing her feet on the ground, it was no use.

Mil knew that Eileen was definitely very angry this time. In the past, if she saw that Eileen was about to cry, she would stop herself and hug her to comfort her.

Seeing that Eileen had led her to the kitchen, Mil instinctively sensed something was wrong. She kicked her legs frantically, trying to escape, but Eileen held her tightly.

Eileen placed her hands on Mil's shoulders and squatted down to look her in the eye, but Mil turned her head away. Eileen then turned Mil's head back to look at her.

"Mir, do you remember what I said last time you caused trouble?"

Eileen's tone was completely devoid of emotion, and it was this tone that frightened Mir. In the past, he could sense Eileen's mood from her tone, but now her tone made Mir unable to tell how angry she was, and he didn't know how to deal with her. And the unknown is often the most terrifying.

The girl shook her head.

“Looks like you’ve forgotten…” Eileen grabbed Mir’s little bottom, stood up, and picked her up. “But it’s okay, I’ll remind you.”

Eileen hugged her and walked towards the stove. Mil saw a large pot on the stove, and it seemed that soup was cooking in the pot, and it looked like it had boiled by now.

"Baby, what Mommy said last time was that if you're naughty again, Mommy will stew you!" Eileen's tone was very gentle this time, but the words she said were so terrifying.

The girl finally remembered what had happened. Terrified, she clung to Eileen's neck and struggled to climb back, trying to get away from the pot. Overwhelmed with fear, she didn't even consider whether Eileen would actually cook her; she just wanted to get away from the pot.

Irene ignored the girl's struggles. She tied Mil to her shoulder with one hand and lifted the lid of the pot with the other.

Hearing the sound, Mir turned to look at the large pot. The pot wasn't very big, but it could barely fit one Mir inside. Inside the pot was a clear white broth with some vegetable leaves floating on top. If anything was missing, it was meat.

The thought that she might end up in this pot of soup filled Mir with an intense sense of fear, and she struggled even more violently.

"Waaaaah~ Put me down, I want to go back, waaaaah..."

The girl was already crying from fright, but Eileen didn't try to comfort her. This little rascal never learns her lesson; this time, she was determined to give her a good scare and leave a lasting impression.

But I hope it won't leave her with any psychological trauma.

Eileen looked at Mil, who was crying, and felt a pang of heartache. But then she remembered how she had tried to comfort Mil when she cried, which hadn't taught her a lesson. So she made up her mind.

She pretended to throw Mir into the pot, but actually held her tightly with one hand. Other parents would never dare to do this to their children; one mistake would be the end of it. But as an A-level ability user, she would never make such a mistake.

“Waaaaah—” Mir hugged one of her arms and burst into tears.

Chapter Seventy Lulu Lulu Lulu Lulu

"Mari, Mari, Mari, touch JO, no~ Oh, hey..."

"Snapped!"

Xia Ye rudely turned off the strange alarm clock, which was also something that Mir had picked out for her yesterday. This guy's taste is really weird.

The girl sat up and stretched, then covered her head and lay down.

"It hurts..."

Xia Ye felt a little dizzy, as if an old, bulky television had hit her on the head.

"I remember going to karaoke yesterday..."

Xia Ye tried hard to recall what had happened. She remembered that Mir had poured her a cup of oolong tea, and then...

That oolong tea tasted really strong! It must have a high alcohol content.

Xia Ye's face darkened as she recalled certain events. She hadn't expected that Mir, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes... well, not really. She hadn't expected that Mir, that lunatic and clueless guy, to be so cunning. Had he done something to her yesterday?

Xia Ye began to examine her body. Her clothes were a little wrinkled, but there were no signs of them being pulled off. Apart from a headache, she did not feel any discomfort in her body.

Xia Ye closed her eyes, trying to recall more details. She vaguely remembered that yesterday, that guy Mir seemed to be touching her all over, and asked her where the key was. She pointed out the location of the key to him, and then...

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

That guy touched her breasts!! Even if it was just a few accidental touches, a touch is a touch!

Xia Ye's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Having come from the countryside, she was relatively conservative compared to city dwellers. Even the peers she had encountered in the past were mostly women. When had she ever maintained such close contact with a man?

"That guy..."

The girl closed her eyes, trying to forget what happened last night, but these scenes, which she usually couldn't recall after getting drunk, replayed in her mind after she closed her eyes.

She remembered that yesterday, after this guy put her on the bed, she seemed to have grabbed his clothes to stop him from leaving...

As Xia Ye recalled everything, her face flushed red instantly. She rolled around on the bed in shame, her slender legs kicking wildly.

"Why would I do that yesterday! That's definitely not me!"

Xia Ye practically shouted, but since the bedroom was fairly soundproof, she wasn't worried about anyone hearing her.

After venting her frustrations, Xia Ye lay down on the bed and began to breathe heavily.

"Ding-dong—ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong—" The doorbell rang urgently.

You don't even need to think to know who it is when they ring the doorbell like that.

Xia Ye put on her slippers and stood up to open the door, but the sudden movement made her head feel even more uncomfortable, so she sat back down.

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong—" The guy outside didn't let her go; instead, he pressed even more urgently.

Xia Ye now deeply resents that this special dormitory building has no dormitory supervisor, and no one goes to chase him away when he encounters such harassment.

Xia Ye covered her head and walked to the door, opening it. If she didn't open the door, this guy might start pounding it to pieces. She knew how much malice that guy had towards doors.

"Yo~ Good morning!"

"Early my foot!" Xia Ye rolled her eyes at the doll in front of her, completely disregarding her ladylike image.

"I have a headache right now."

"Who told you to drink last night?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Ye felt an urge to kick him back to the girls' dormitory across the street again. Did he think he was drinking because of someone?

If it weren't for this guy, she wouldn't have gotten drunk there, and she certainly wouldn't have done something so shameful...

Thinking of this, Xia Ye's face flushed red again.

"Hey, what's wrong? Do you have a fever? I just bought some rat poison, do you want one?"

That bastard is still making sarcastic remarks!

"No, it's nothing, let's go to class."

She had already rested for two days, and if she rested any longer, it would be a bit excessive and might leave the teacher with the impression that she was skipping class.

"Okay, that's good. By the way, have you had breakfast?"

"If you're not eating, get out!"

Mil shrugged helplessly. He had bought some bread for breakfast, which he had bought after escaping from Eileen's place because he didn't want to eat cabbage. But since Xia Ye didn't want to eat it, he decided to leave it.

Mir led Xia Ye through a maze of turns to a teaching building. This time, they didn't encounter any strange people along the way, so the two arrived safely.

Mil led her into a classroom, a large lecture hall with many fixed chairs, but no one was sitting on them.

There were two people talking on the stage. One was Lux, whom I had met yesterday, and the other was a beautiful woman with short brown hair who looked very neat and tidy. She was about the same height as Lux.

"Ah, you've come."

Upon seeing the two of them, Lux waved and greeted them.

"Why are you here, woman?" Mil stared at the other person standing on the platform with dead fish eyes.

"What, I'm a teacher in this class, why aren't you welcoming me?" The short-haired man pouted at Mil, clearly annoyed.

"Alright, alright, don't start arguing." Lux waved her hand to smooth things over. "Because Xia Ye's ability is [Sorcerer], while my ability is [Mage], I can't give her too much experience, so I asked Lulu ...

Xia Ye stared in shock at the short-haired beauty. If Lux hadn't been counting on her fingers when she called her name, she would have thought Lux was stuttering. Seriously, are there really people in this world with such bizarre names?

"I've told you so many times, Lux, just call me Lulu." The teacher with the bizarre name looked at Lux helplessly.

"Then, Xiao Lu, you teach her well. I'm going to take a nap here." With that, Mir lay down on a chair and closed his eyes.

"You brat, I told you not to call me that! At least add 'teacher' to your address, you jerk!"

Mil ignored her; he was genuinely sleepy. After being frightened by Eileen last night, she had been crying non-stop. Eileen seemed to realize that she might have gone too far and tried to coax her with various things, but to no avail. Eileen coaxed the girl until around midnight before she finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

"Then good luck to you guys, I still have work to do to cleanse the magic." Lux cheered Xia Ye on with her fists clenched.

Chapter Seventy-One Lectures

"Spiritual energy can be divided into several categories. The three most common types are superpowers, magic, and mysticism," Teacher Xiaolu explained to Xia Ye, writing and drawing on the blackboard with a piece of chalk.

The spacious classroom seemed rather deserted. Although there were quite a few seats, there were only three people present, including the teacher on the podium. Mil had already started to feel sleepy, and he fell asleep almost instantly when Xiao Lu began to speak.