Late autumn at the age of seven. Around that time, when a rather cool wind blew in.
Evelia was crouched in a secret base, watching a newly formed anthill.
“Wow! The ants are going back to their house! They are taking the jerky I put on the ground!”
“Do we take it back, my little one?”
“Naughty rabbit. Taking away someone’s food is the worst thing in the world.”
The only one in the world who could scold and slap the stiff legs of the demon with the palm of her hand was this little friend.
‘I wish that was the worst thing in the world you’ll have to face.’
Whether she understood the meaning behind the faint smile at the corner of her mouth or not, the little friend put down the wooden stick she was using to gently touch the anthill and blurted out something unexpected.
“Ants have a home, and bees have a home too……”
Evelia’s gaze turned towards Arital. Her expression, looking up at him as she crouched down, was filled with sympathy.
“Our rabbit is the only one without a home……”
…Suddenly? Making me a homeless demon so suddenly?
“I think I told you that I have one.”
She has a very good memory, so she must not have forgotten, she just doesn’t believe what I say.
Arital smiled awkwardly and gently pressed Evelia’s head.
“I only have a home in the demon world, not in the human world. Because I am a demon. And the house in the demon world is very rundown… no, never mind.”
Seeing Evelia’s lips suddenly tighten as she frowned, Arital raised an eyebrow. What silly thoughts were going on in this little girl’s mind?
His knees, which had never bent before anyone, always touched the ground in front of this little friend. It was the same this time too.
Arital bent his knees like Evelia, wrapped his large hands around her plump cheeks, and looked her in the eyes.
“Look at me, little one. I am very….”
“No, I shouldn’t say things like this.”
Evelia’s gaze, with her cheeks held, slowly went down to the right.
“There is nothing disrespectful about what you say to me. Tell me.”
“….Your shack leaks water every season.”
Evelia mumbled. Arital was at a loss for words.
A rundown shack? My castle built on the most vast territory?
“What the……”
“Well, if you want, you can stay here in this shack every day. I’ll allow it.”
I appreciate the consideration, but how should I put it? The feeling is strange.
It’s like telling the emperor of this empire, ‘You don’t have potatoes in your house, do you?’ He swiped his mouth at such an unexpected misunderstanding.
“Um…. I don’t know where this misunderstanding started.”
“That’s okay. There’s no need for pride between friends.”
Evelia’s presumption that the residence of a world ruler was a rundown shack wasn’t entirely baseless.
Last year, after a not so good experience with the demon Jefar, Evelia had gone to the library in the manor and pulled out a book about demons.
The book was thicker than Evelia’s arm and complex, so with Caron’s help, she laid it flat on the ground and skimmed through the beginning.
There were no humans who had visited the demon world and returned alive, so this book was written by a human who had been a former servant to a demon.
Like most books, the lowestranking demons were introduced first. And naturally, these demons were the ones who could not occupy fertile land in the demon world.
Naturally, they were living in narrow alleys filled with waste, piecing together boards.
That’s what was illustrated in the part of the book that Evelia had read.
After reading just that part and finding the book too heavy and difficult, Evelia closed it with a thud and thought that Arital’s residence wouldn’t be much different from what she saw in the book.
Of course, Arital couldn’t possibly know this level of detail.
“Ah, what on earth……”
He was genuinely curious about what was going on in that small head. Surely a yellow chick that looked just like the little one was running around in her head, planting the world’s most peculiar thoughts.
For the demon who once looked down on everything and ruled the world, the thoughts of the small friend, which were like floating bubbles or floating dandelion seeds, were absolutely unpredictable.
“Alright. Let’s start by inviting you to my house in the human world.”
Anyway, with my head, I won’t be able to understand your pretty thoughts.
“Do you really have a house? In the human world?”
Looking at the small friend who tilts his head with innocent eyes, it seemed worth a thousand words.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]To conclude, there was. No, there wasn’t, but now there is.
Due to Evelia’s visit to the palace last year, a mansion was built in the human world out of jealousy.
The construction of the mansion was meticulously planned from the start. The skill of Agares, who managed the vast realm of the demon world without any hassle over a long period of time, was by no means easy.
Building a mansion in the capital of the empire that had never existed before, whether people liked it or not, they had to follow it.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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