Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"The powerful individuals guarding the ruins are not only from the Rainbow Wing Kingdom, but also include many foreign individuals. Currently, the noble ministers are choosing to remain silent about this."

"Hmm?" This news piqued Mir's interest. If he was not mistaken, Sack and his group should have been among the first teams to explore this ruin. He could go back and ask them about the situation.

Most of the remaining news was rather uninteresting, except for one that mentioned Eileen had given birth to a daughter for Her Majesty the Queen. However, there were no pictures or even descriptions of her appearance; it seemed to be just a casual remark, so Mir wasn't too worried.

Back in the dormitory building, Mil casually added another dent next to the one on Carlo's door. This time it wasn't silent; Mil soon heard a "thump thump thump" sound.

"Snap—"

The door with two dents was opened, and Carlo, looking excited, hugged Mil.

“Mir! You’re really alright. I was a little worried when I heard the dean say you were okay. She was just trying to comfort us…” He was so happy that he didn’t even notice the deformed door.

Although he should be happy that his friend was so worried about him, Mir was more annoyed. Why was a grown man so worried about him, while Xia Ye's reaction to seeing him come back was so indifferent?

Mil pushed Carlo away and said disdainfully, "Don't touch me with your hands that just caught a mouse."

"Wait, how did you know I have mice in my house?" Carlo froze on the spot, then exclaimed excitedly, "No! I didn't catch the mice with my bare hands! That's disgusting!"

Being a bit of a germaphobe, he would never catch a mouse with his bare hands, even though he had eaten one during a field training exercise.

“Those rats were disgusting, they even had some blood on them,” Carlo said, shuddering as if he found the scene too gruesome.

"Well, it's okay, I'll head back now. I just came to say hello. We can play together another day." With that, Mir was about to return to his dormitory. He hadn't originally intended to go back like this, but the stark contrast between Carlo and Xia Ye's reactions made him very sad.

"Wait a minute." Carlo reached out and stopped Mil, pulling him into his dormitory.

Mil didn't resist. He was curious about what Carlo was trying to do. Was he trying to make him pay for the house? Thinking of this, Mil's gaze toward Carlo turned hostile.

Carlo was puzzled by Mil's unfriendly demeanor, but he knew that his brother was mentally unstable from birth, so he didn't pay much attention to it and took a piece of paper from the table.

"Our college's annual exchange competition with other schools is about to begin. Teacher Xiaolu asked me to show you this form and ask if you want to sign up."

An exchange competition? Mil did have some recollection of it. He remembered participating in one during his first year here. His opponent was so badly criticized that he questioned his existence. Afterwards, Eileen forced him to eat a lot of seemingly delicious but actually terrible food as punishment.

Because it left him with psychological trauma, he never participated in the competition again for the next two years.

Mir immediately waved his hand in refusal: "No way! When have you ever seen me participate in this competition in the last two years?"

“But Ula, Xia Ye, and I are all participating. Aren’t you going to join us as our good brother?” Carlo seemed a little disappointed.

"No, no, I'd rather die than go." Mil's stance was firm; if he said he wouldn't go, he meant it.

"Sigh, the top three this time all received prize money of over ten thousand..." Carlo sighed, then pretended to be disappointed.

Ha ha.

Mir sneered inwardly. Would Lord Mir abandon his principles for a little bonus?

Mil took out a pen and signed his name on the paper.

"It's delicious."

After chatting with Carlo about some trivial matters, Mill walked back to his dormitory and found that the door was half open.

"I think I forgot to lock the door." Mill scratched his crotch. Although he forgot to lock the door, he was sure he had closed it. Who could it be?

Chapter 145 I'll make you sick

As he opened the door and entered the house, Mil immediately noticed a pair of women's shoes neatly placed by the door, and the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.

"You're back." Xia Ye greeted me by peeking out from the kitchen doorway with a soup ladle in her hand. She was wearing an apron, something that Mir had never used before, so it looked brand new.

It's happening! The male protagonist comes home to find a girl cooking in her kitchen. Does this mean they're going to live together?

"How did you get here? Is this considered trespassing?" Mir clutched her chest in terror, like a little girl who had encountered a robber.

“…No.” Xia Ye didn’t expect Mir to react this way. She paused for a moment and continued, “I just wanted to ask you something. I saw the door open, so I came in by myself.”

"Then why are you cooking?" Mill ran into the kitchen and saw something cooking in the pot.

"I saw a bucket by the door with some fish in it. It's almost noon, so I cooked some fish soup... Did I do something wrong?" Xia Ye's voice sounded a little down. She was just thinking that Mir must have had a hard time during the days he was kidnapped, so she cooked fish soup to comfort him. But now she thought that killing someone else's fish to cook was a very impolite thing to do. What if the fish was used for something else?

“No, I can’t cook anyway,” Mil said calmly.

Actually, he was quite touched. After all, this girl wasn't like Carlo and the others, who had been together for three years and fought side by side countless times. It was already good that she had this kind heart.

"Is the fish soup ready yet?" The puppet boy hooked a chair over with his foot, sat down, and rested his face on the table, saying, "I'm a little hungry."

"Hmm... it's almost done." Xia Ye turned around, lifted the lid of the pot, scooped some into a bowl with a spoon, and tasted it herself first.

tasty.

"Come and get your rice," Xia Ye said to Mir from behind.

Mil paused for a moment, feeling a sense of déjà vu, as if Eileen was calling him over to get dinner.

Xia Ye was puzzled by Mir's prolonged silence and turned to ask, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Mir got up, went to the cupboard, took out a bowl, and stared at Xia Ye's navel, saying, "To be honest, the apron really doesn't suit you; it looks a bit loose."

Xia Ye was a little confused by his question. Why did this guy care about her clothes? It was just an ordinary apron.

Before Xia Ye could figure this out, Mir continued, "After all, your nipples are too small... Pfft!"

Xia Ye withdrew the spoon that had hit Mir's face and looked at him coldly, her gaze as if she had just finished making a delicious meal and was about to enjoy it when she saw a cockroach slowly crawling towards her—in short, the look she gave him when she looked at a cockroach.

"Um... Miss Xia Ye? Could you please take that look away from me? Mr. Mir is really hurting it." Mir clutched his chest, feigning distress.

Xia Ye stopped looking at him, picked up a spoon and scooped out the fish. This time, she didn't cut the fish into pieces, but cleaned it and put the whole fish in.

Mir was asked to serve herself the rice because she had cooked some rice. Fish soup with rice might seem strange to others, but Xia Ye used to eat it this way often in the real world.

"Is this your lover?" The mermaid's voice suddenly appeared in Mil's mind.

“No.” Mir replied without thinking.

"What do you mean 'not'?" Xia Ye looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what this guy was talking about.

"No, I meant your nipples aren't B... Ouch!!" Mir got another spoonful from Xia Ye, and although he didn't feel any pain, he still instinctively cried out.

Xia Ye glared at him, then ignored him and brought the fish soup to the table herself.

"Okay, then I'll help you scoop out the rice." With that, Mir took a bowl and filled it with rice for Xia Ye. Xia Ye knew that Mir had a big appetite, so she cooked a lot of rice.

Xia Ye glared at him. Was this guy implying that she had a big appetite by serving her rice in a bowl? He actually brought a bowl! Although her appetite had indeed increased a lot after becoming an ability user, it didn't have to be a whole bowl!

"I want to use a bowl!" Xia Ye said, dissatisfied.

“Then I’ll use this basin.” Mil said cheerfully, not caring about his image at all.

Xia Ye took the bowl of rice that Mir handed her, poured in the fish soup, stirred it, and then took a sip.

The oil from the fish soup gave the black-haired girl's slightly upturned lips a glossy sheen, making one want to wipe it off with their own lips.

Mir just stared blankly at her lips.

Xia Ye lost her appetite under his gaze: "What's wrong?"

“You…” Mill hesitated for a moment, but decided to say it anyway: “Your lips are so sexy!”

"Thump—" Mir was slammed against the wall.

Fortunately, the dormitory building was made of very sturdy materials, otherwise it would have crashed through at least two walls.

Mil calmly walked back, sat down in his chair, and began to eat.

Xia Ye frowned and looked at him with a strange gaze. This guy was really strange. He had done a lot of annoying things, but few people really hated him. Logically speaking, this kind of person should have been beaten to death long ago.

The girl lowered her head, lost in thought. She'd been teased by this guy countless times before, and although she'd angrily retaliated each time, why hadn't she developed any aversion to him after all this? Was it because he was the only person she truly knew in the world? He always seemed to act like a mischievous child…

The girl's undisguised gaze caught the doll's attention: "Hmm... why are you looking at me like that?"

The doll scratched its crotch in confusion: "Could it be... that you think my lips are sexy too?"

Xia Ye gave him a disdainful look reminiscent of Jeanne d'Arc (Black Jeanne), pointed at his hand scratching his crotch, and cursed, "Disgusting! How filthy! Go wash your hands right now before you come back to eat!"

Mil was stunned by her words. Why did she sound like a nagging old woman? Even Eileen had never yelled at him like that! At most, Eileen would come over and give him a couple of slaps on the bottom (in a loli style) before sending him off to wash his hands. (Don't get the wrong idea, in a loli style it's touching her toes.)

Mil was a little annoyed. After all, it was one thing for Eileen to scold him like that, since Eileen was, in a way, his mother. But what was Xia Ye saying?

Mill stood up and, in front of Xia Ye, put his hand inside his underwear.

I'll disgust you to death!

Chapter 146 Are you angry?

Mir's fate was tragic. Despite his immense strength, he was still doomed. Because of his actions, Xia Ye directly carried him and knocked him back to the girls' dormitory across the street. He wanted to fight back, but for some reason, he immediately cowered when he saw Xia Ye's expression. So now he faces another problem—

"Can you give me back my head?" Mil asked the female dormitory supervisor cautiously.

At this moment, the dormitory supervisor, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, was holding Mil's head and staring directly into his eyes. Only his head was visible; his body was still lying to one side. Several girls were watching them from the side.

The female dormitory supervisor raised an eyebrow: "You've got some nerve, kid. This is the second time, isn't it?"

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m not the person you know. Actually, I’m Carlo, Mil’s good friend…” Before Mil could finish speaking, the dorm supervisor smacked him on the head like a soccer ball.

"I'm not blind!" The dorm supervisor took the cigarette out of his mouth; it was a cigarette-shaped lollipop! The supervisor smiled disdainfully: "I remember everyone in your class. I know that kid Carlo. He's clearly over two meters tall; you're trying to impersonate him?"

Mir: "??? That's Ura!!!"

"Uh..." The dormitory supervisor scratched his face awkwardly: "Whoever he is, this is the second time you've barged in here. By the way, how did you manage to ignore the magic barrier?"

"...I can ignore most magic barriers below grade B."

"F*** it!" The dormitory supervisor clearly didn't believe this explanation. "I set up this barrier myself, and its strength is close to Grade A. Not even a male ant could get close to this place!"

Holy crap! You're using a near-A-rank magic barrier here? The world of the strong is truly incomprehensible.

“…Didn’t I say last time that I’m actually a girl too?” Mil tried to make his eyes serious, but with his head in his hands, he couldn’t make himself serious no matter what.

"Is that so..." the dormitory supervisor narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't believe it."

“It’s true!” Mir began to gesticulate wildly, trying to make himself more convincing. “If you don’t believe me, give me back my head first, and then give me a comb!”

"Oh ho~" The dormitory manager obviously didn't believe it, but she still gave his head back to him. She didn't think this kid could escape under her nose.

After Miran fixed her head, a girl handed her a comb; girls' dormitories never lacked such items.

Mir casually combed his hair a couple of times, tidying up his previously messy hair. Upon closer inspection, the dorm supervisor realized that he did indeed look somewhat like a girl, and was quite pretty, though his expression was a bit nonchalant.

The eyes of several girls watching immediately lit up, and they took out their communication crystals and started taking pictures of Mir, only of his face—his face looked alright, but the clothes he was wearing below his neck were too unfashionable, the kind of clothes that girls would never choose.

Mir was immediately enraged by their behavior: "How can you afford a communication crystal with a camera?! Are you all that rich?" He wasn't angry that he was being photographed, but that these ordinary students were richer than him, the princess.