Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

“Uh…” Bertie slunk away toward Mil.

"Who are you?" Mil picked his nose and stared at the familiar-looking guy in front of him with dead fish eyes, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Me? I'm Bertie!" Bertie looked at him in surprise, seemingly unable to believe that he had forgotten her so easily. She was, after all, a beautiful woman, wasn't she?

"Oh right!" Mil finally remembered her; this was the cat-eared girl who had given him candy.

"Give me candy." Mir pulled his finger out of his nostril and stretched out his hands to the cat-eared girl, begging for some.

"Why should I give you candy?" This guy hadn't even remembered who he was just now, and now he actually has the nerve to ask her for candy?

“Hmm,” Mil thought for a moment and decided to change his words: “I’m cute, please give me candy.”

"You're not cute at all! Just how self-important are you?!" Bertie shouted angrily, rubbing her hips.

But this guy is really pretty when he dresses as a woman...

Bertie blushed as she recalled what this guy looked like in women's clothing.

Unexpectedly, in her moment of distraction, Mir started to grope her.

Since you won't give it to me, I'll just search for it myself!

Chapter 137 A family should be all together

"What are you doing?!" Bertie shouted in embarrassment and anger, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

She slapped Mir across the face, but Mir was unharmed. She covered her hand and squatted down.

Mil casually pulled a handful of candy from the catgirl's back pocket; this guy really did always carry candy with him.

Enraged by having her butt touched, the catgirl tried to attack Mir again, but Mir reacted quickly and used his ability to escape.

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After running for several minutes, Mil finally arrived at his dormitory. He hadn't been back for almost a month, and he missed his dormitory and his dear brothers terribly.

I punched Carlo's door next door, leaving a dent, but I didn't hear him yell or see him rush out angrily. It seems he's either not home or watching anime with his headphones on. But since he didn't make a sound like that, he probably really isn't home.

Mir didn't bother Xia Ye, since she probably still had class at this time, and even if he did, no one would respond to him.

He took out his key (of course he wouldn't smash his own door, that would cost him his own money to fix it) and opened his dormitory door, where a layer of dust greeted him.

Who said that novel protagonists who don't come home for a long time have girls helping them clean their rooms? Why is it that when he comes back, all he sees is dust? It's only been less than a month!

He closed the door, not even bothering to clean. So what if it was dirty? All he wanted now was to lie comfortably in bed and enjoy the DVDs he'd bought but hadn't watched yet. (Actually, it was procrastination that made him put off what he needed to do.)

He could understand and accept that it was a bit dusty after not being back for a month, after all, it was a place he had lived in for more than two years, right? But when he saw a rat the size of his forearm arrogantly lying on his bed eating his snacks, he absolutely could not accept it.

This dormitory only needs one living creature like Mil; no more than that is allowed!

Mill immediately reached out to grab the mouse, and the mouse didn't react so slowly, taking off running. But all of this was in vain under Mill's power, and the mouse was quickly caught in Mill's hand.

The big rat was still restless in Mil's hands, struggling and even biting him a few times. However, the puppet, which felt no pain, did not let go, and the rat's teeth could not even break through his defenses.

What should he do with the rat? Mil thought, killing it like this seemed rather disgusting, and he didn't think a roasted rat would taste that good… but letting it go like this seemed too lenient…

Mir flipped the mouse over, exposing its belly, and looked between its legs. It was a male mouse, which made things much easier…

Mill took out a pair of scissors and pointed them at the mouse: ( *?ω?)?╰ひ╯

"Squeak!! Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

After losing something important, the big rat screamed loudly, and the shrill sound was terribly unpleasant.

Mil carried the noisy, struggling mouse to the balcony and looked next door. Carlo's window was open. So... here we go!

He accurately threw the large rat into Carlo's dormitory.

"Squeaky!!!"

"Ah!! There's a rat!!!" A pitiful scream rang out.

Looks like the kid's home. Probably playing games again. Perfect, I'll give you something to do.

Just as the doll was about to turn on the TV and insert the disc, his dull intuition reminded him that several faint gazes were fixed on him.

Following his intuition, Mil looked in the direction of the gaze and found several large rats trembling and staring at him with terrified eyes.

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Three minutes later, Mill put away his scissors and threw the mice one by one into the next room. A family should be all together! As for the female mice... he prepared a few extra matches.

"Ah!! How come there are a few more??!!!" Another pitiful scream rang out.

Now he was truly the only living being left in the room, except he couldn't eat snacks anymore. Although he wouldn't get sick from it, it still felt strangely unsettling.

Mir pulled out the red bead necklace made of Kiana's blood from his neck. Although he didn't know what it was, that's how it's written in novels, isn't it? Sometimes, an unknown item given by a powerful figure can save the protagonist's life at a crucial moment. Maybe this thing is such a high-level item.

He placed the necklace on the table and took out the two books from the bracelet Eileen had made for him. He disliked reading and would fall asleep as soon as he opened his eyes, so he planned to give the notebook to Xia Ye, since she was also a sorcerer. Although he disliked the priest's book, he couldn't return it, so he could only keep it for now.

Then there was the key. Mir took out the black key and examined it, but couldn't figure it out. He originally wanted to ask Eileen about it, but unfortunately, he could only turn back into a doll today, and his wallet was in the doll's pocket, so he forgot about it.

If all else fails, just find a sucker to sell it to.

Mir casually tossed the key next to the red beaded pendant and prepared to take out the CD to watch TV.

Unexpectedly, the key emitted a strong light when it approached the red bead. No, the light came from the bead; the key was merely reflecting its light.

Mir was drawn to this phenomenon. The key emitted absolutely no magical fluctuations, yet it possessed a truly inexplicable ability. It hadn't made a sound for so many days, so how could it suddenly…?

Suddenly, the red pillar rushed into the black key and merged into it, while the key floated up and developed some cracks.

Mir: !!! !!!

"Holy crap, my life-saving key is gone just like that???" Mir angrily tried to grab the key, but unexpectedly it emitted a red light that blasted Mir away.

Mir wasn't forced to close his eyes by the light; instead, he stared intently with dead fish eyes at the key, which was riddled with cracks.

The key was completely shattered, but the light emanating from it gradually subsided, forming a phantom one-way door composed of deep red light.

The door was made of pure light, seemingly not existing in this world, or perhaps just an illusion, but one thing was certain—because Mir's red bead and key were gone!

Mil threw a punch at the unusual-looking deep red light gate.

Chapter 138 Gender Inequality

Mil's punch didn't feel like it hit him; the moment his fist touched the portal, he was enveloped by the light emanating from the deep red portal.

This strange red light was neither aggressive nor did it have the "warm and cozy" feeling often described in novels. He simply felt a flash of red before his eyes and found himself in a different place.

This is a magnificent and spacious palace. Even the one Mir saw at Kiana's place was not as magnificent as this. In the center of the palace, there is a high staircase, and at the top of the staircase is a huge throne with expensive decorations. It doesn't look like the kind of throne that is meant for ordinary people.

Mir looked around again and found that all the pillars of the palace had collapsed to the side, but the palace itself showed no sign of collapsing, as if the pillars were not meant to provide support.

The doll-like boy carefully examined the collapsed pillars, which seemed to have some writing or patterns on them. Just as Mir was about to go over and examine those things more closely, he felt an invisible force blocking him.

"Don't look at that, you'll go crazy." A clear, girlish voice rang out.

Mir looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman with light blue hair, who looked to be around twenty years old, sitting on the steps. She was rapidly flipping through a thick book, not looking like she was reading, but rather like she was searching for something.

The blue-haired beauty is not human; at least, a human's lower body has legs, not a fish tail, so her race is obvious—a mermaid.

"Where am I? How do I get back?" Mil asked with dead fish eyes. This was his primary concern. He had just returned to the academy and had been sent to an unknown place.

Although there were many questions, Mil didn't bother to ask.

"You really want to go back?" The mermaid's voice revealed no emotion whatsoever, so cold and indifferent that it didn't seem like a creature with intelligence.

"Aren't you going to treat me to dinner if I don't go back?" Or are you going to cook for me yourself? Mir thought to himself, I don't eat spirit seeds.

The mermaid didn't answer him, but continued to quickly flip through the thick book.

“No living thing has been here for tens of thousands of years.”

"Is your next line that you'll stay here with me forever?" Mil thought with a pain in his eye.

"Why do you say I'd go crazy if I saw that?" Mil asked, annoyed. He was quite displeased with this pretentious girl.

"Mortals have always been like this..."

"Huh?" Mil's eyes widened. "Are you saying you're a god?"

Miss Mermaid flicked her tail and shook her head.

“Hey, I’ve noticed one advantage of you mermaids is that you can save money because you don’t need to buy pants.” Mil raised an eyebrow, looking at the mermaid’s tail.

The mermaid paused in her flipping through the book, seemingly surprised by the boy's unconventional personality.

"So where exactly is this?" Mil calmly sat down on the ground. Even at this moment, he still didn't feel panicked. Even if he couldn't go back, wasn't there someone he could talk to?

The mermaid lowered her head, seemingly hesitating whether to speak. After a long while, she finally uttered a few words: "His palace."

“He?” Mill raised an eyebrow. That was a very significant word. “Who is He?”

This time, Little Mermaid didn't answer him, but continued to focus on flipping through the book.

Mir ran over and sat down next to the mermaid, who merely glanced at him without stopping him.

"Hey, don't you get bored being here all by yourself for so long?"

"No." The mermaid uttered the word without even turning her head.

At this moment, Mil's drawing style suddenly became full of lines, and he moved closer to the mermaid's face...

lick!

"This smell is the smell of a lie!"

The mermaid turned her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression, seemingly not understanding the meaning behind his action.

Her reaction only made Mir feel bored; the woman had the same expression the whole time, which was really uninteresting.

The doll-like boy simply lay down on each step, not minding the discomfort at all.

"I was brought here because of a key. Do you know what that key is?"

"The key..." The mermaid stopped after saying those two words, and didn't continue flipping through the thick book, seemingly pondering the meaning of those two words.

"Fine, fine, just take me back. You should be able to do that, right?" Mil's expression turned unfriendly, as if he would start to ruthlessly destroy her if she dared to say "no."

The mermaid first shook her head, then nodded.