I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Miss Grim Reaper’s Personal Opinion

Using my somewhat unfamiliar skills, I helped Yin Xiamo tie a petite double ponytail hairstyle, securing the two ribbons. Suddenly, the solemn aura of the grim reaper disappeared, replaced by a girl-next-door vibe.

I hadn’t expected that when Yin Xiamo and Ouyang Xue discussed their employment earlier, the request was to have a ribbon similar to the one on my head. This kind of ribbon is more on the cute side, exuding an idol-like atmosphere. Given Ouyang Xue’s background, it’s not hard to guess that this was something she chose for herself back when she was a virtual idol.

“Let’s go, it’s time to go back and rest.”

Yin Xiamo seemed quite satisfied with the hairstyle I made for her. Just like when she arrived, she lifted me in a princess carry position at the top of Nanqi Tower.

“Close your eyes, take a deep breath.”

Then came the familiar sensation of weightlessness accompanied by the whooshing sound of wind in my ears. When I came to my senses, I found myself at the entrance of the Starry Garden Community area.

“Is this really okay?”

On the way back, I tentatively asked Yin Xiamo, “You must have kept that flute for a long time, right?”

I couldn’t help but feel a bit regretful.

Personally, I have a somewhat sentimental personality and often collect things with sentimental value. For example, when I took care of fellow residents who were seriously ill in the orphanage, I would keep some small props when we parted. Sometimes it was the coins they received during hospitalization, sometimes it was handwritten notes with twisted and crooked words.

For me, those things are proof that they once existed in this world.

“People fixated on the past cannot step into the future.”

In response, Yin Xiamo calmly replied, “If I were always enamored with the departed hero, it would be a shackle for the present you. I also don’t want you, Nuo’er, to be a substitute for anyone.”

To be honest, Miss Grim Reaper, being so earnest and serious, is quite cute. After all, she was like this the first time we met, though back then, she was more indifferent and arrogant, especially when facing me, who was still male.

Because I’ve always had a somewhat indifferent attitude toward life, I personally don’t mind being considered a substitute for someone, especially if that someone is… supposedly my past self.

“Well then, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Yin Nuo’er. Originally, I was just an ordinary human. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, I was transformed into this appearance by some unscrupulous grim reaper. And, by another twist of fate, I ended up adopting the name of the protagonist from my own novel… Now, I’m an 18-year-old citizen of Shenzhen City, a guy ready to raise a rebellion against Miss Grim Reaper.”

“Well, then let me reintroduce myself too. I’m Yin Xiamo, originally an ordinary member of the demon race. Due to some fortuitous circumstances, I maxed out favorability with a certain unscrupulous hero and, by another twist of fate, ended up in this world. Here, I turned the adorable little pet in front of me into the appearance of a cute loli. I am a grim reaper, ready to accept the attacks of a little cat with fangs at any time.”

When we returned home, Yin Xiamo and I, without prior agreement, found ourselves in a standoff.

“Let me make it clear first, I’m not a little cat, and I bite really hard.”

“It’s okay, Nuo’er’s baby teeth won’t hurt me no matter how hard you try.”

“……”

Just when I thought that after being open with each other, my relationship with Yin Xiamo could become somewhat normal, she came closer the next moment—

“So, after all that, Nuo’er, let’s take a bath together tonight!”

“Why are you so shamelessly stating it as ‘let’s take a bath together’? Shouldn’t it be a question?”

“Because doing something like bathing together doesn’t require someone’s permission, Nuo’er is already my possession!”

And then I was dragged into the bathroom.

“Hehehe, Nuo’er’s cheeks are so chubby…”

“Little feet are soft and plump, this shape is so cute…”

“The little tummy too, so firm and fair, let me give it a little squeeze…”

“……”

“Miss Grim Reaper, isn’t this body the result of your magic? Is it really okay to be infatuated with your own artistic creation?”

“You can go ask those otaku how they feel after completing a Gundam model or working hard to assemble and light up a computer. Do they or do they not become infatuated with their accomplishments?”

“So, in your heart, am I just a Gundam model?”

“Not just a model, but a wife!”

“……”

Ai Luodi was right, when she’s not at home, Yin Xiamo becomes the boss of the rental house.

Despite having a big house with a bathroom and shower on the first floor, and a smaller bath on the second floor, this Miss Grim Reaper insists on coming over to squeeze into the bathroom with me.

“Come, Nuo’er, let me tell you about some physical features, the succubus’s little feet… this sensitive spot… and also, here and here for a girl, if touched…”

“Stop, I don’t want to hear it.”

“……”

……

After taking a shower, it’s time for the routine update of the novel and some writing.

“Just came back from the Café. I can only say the author is so cute.”

“Haha, I spent the whole day cuddling cats. The author’s girlfriend is really beautiful.”

“Nuo’er probably can’t remember all the customers she received in a day, but it’s okay, the café is really nice.”

What surprised me was the change in the tone of the comments in my novel’s review section. There were many strange and unusual messages.

On Honeydew Light Novels, there’s a setting for “fan value,” naming a reader’s “fan favorability” for a book with terms like “ashes,” “spark of stars,” “fire seeds,” “torches,” “blazing fire,” etc. When a person reads a novel, if they don’t add it to their collection, give it a thumbs up, vote for it, or support it with any other means, their fan value for that book is considered “ashes.”

Honeydew allows readers to give a thumbs up once a week. Even if a person gives a thumbs up to a novel, they are considered a “spark of stars.” Collecting the novel directly upgrades them to “torches,” representing their support for the book.

However, this time, in the review section, a bunch of comments suddenly appeared, and all of them had the title “ashes.”

This means that almost all of them, after playing in the café, somehow found out that I write novels and came here to leave comments. They weren’t even willing to give a free collection or a thumbs up.

?Today our café manager is sick, making everyone worried.?

?Xiamo is a really bad person. Quickly go bully her.?

?Dear customer, won’t you take a look at the novel? Won’t you??

I replied to these comments as much as possible, copied the previously updated chapters, spent some time checking for typos, uploaded them to a dedicated error-checking website, confirmed multiple times that everything was fine, and then clicked on upload.

After that, I logged into Tongmeng Net, answered some questions from readers, and finally sighed with relief before putting my phone down.

“Nuo’er.”

I had just finished dealing with online matters when, wearing only pajamas, Yin Xiamo entered with a pillow in her arms.

“What are you up to?”

I assumed a “vigilant” posture. “Miss Grim Reaper, your room is across the room. This is the man room.”

“I entered the man room.”

Facing my resistance, Yin Xiamo closed the room door with a “thud,” then threw the pillow into my lap.

“We’re going to have a very sweet night, right? Dear.”

“……”

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