After eating and drinking, the master and the handsome guy spread out on the sofa and played games for a long time before leaving, and it was obvious that they had quickly established a friendship in this short period of time.

Before leaving, the master put all the outside lunch boxes into garbage bags and planned to go downstairs and throw them away. I looked at the green pepper rice bowl left on the table and drooled silently. Even though it's already cold, I know it's a hundred times better than a candle.

I had planned to secretly eat a few bites after the master left, but who knew that this unconscionable man would throw the rice bowl into the garbage bag in front of me!

"Will you be punished for wasting food?" A wave of anger surged from the bottom of my heart to my throat, and I almost couldn't care about him being the one who kept me food and shelter!

"If it can save your life, it's worth throwing another box. The master said while the handsome guy went to the bathroom to wash.

I suddenly wilted: "No wonder ghosts can't get along with you humans." I can't be in love: "I already have the urge to turn into a ghost." ”

The master laughed a few times indifferently, then patted my head and was about to speak, when the handsome guy had already come out. He shrugged at me while the handsome guy wasn't looking, as if laughing at how ridiculous the idea of me turning into a ghost was!

Grandma, I'm a resident of the ghost realm, and I'm despised by a little human!

They are gone, but the smell of food is still there, tickling my soul and tickling my stomach all the time...... I had to go out and hide, hoping to get back to where it was when I got back.

Because the weather was too hot outside, I didn't have a place to go, so I walked around the grove behind the community for a long time, and found some adult products inside...... Damn, these people are so immoral, too! I've decided to condemn them tonight on behalf of justice!

After wandering around the woods for a while, I really didn't have any intention of going home. After all, I don't have money and can't eat, so it's not fun to just look at it with my eyes. I thought there was no one at home, but it turned out that the master was sitting on the sofa, leaning on the back of the sofa, closing his eyes and frowning, and sucking the lemonade in his hand from time to time.

"You're back so soon?" I looked at the time, and how long it took me to hunt ghosts after the time on the road?: "What about the ghosts?

The Master shook his head.

"So where did you put it? Kill it on the spot?"

"There are no ghosts. It was his hallucination. The master opened his eyes and watched as I took a sip of lemonade.

Damn, I resisted the urge to snatch it and asked, "What about, no one can scare himself like that?"

"Would you like to drink?" the master pinched the plastic cup in his hand.

...... "I didn't speak. Because I'm already looking for a knife!

"What if I say you'll be able to eat soon?"

"Then I'll give you a few less knives. ”

"I mean really!"

"What do you want me to do?" I returned to the master, looking at him with suspicion.

"Don't look at me like that. He pulled out a picture and handed it to me: "This is the person, watch her for me." ”

It's a selfie of a girl. The cliché 45-degree angle, the indispensable dermabrasion whitening with special effects, and the popular scissor hands......

"Actually, it's not her who matters, it's her boyfriend, but I didn't get a picture. "Of course, it's not her boyfriend who matters, it's her boyfriend's suitor." ”

"Who the hell am I going to look at, whether she's her boyfriend or her boyfriend's suitor?"

"Her boyfriend's suitor. The master got up and flattened the empty plastic cup in his hand and threw it into the garbage basket. The expression on his face began to become serious: "That's not an ordinary person. He turned his head to look at me, very serious: "If you annoy her, you will probably be in danger of your life." ”

"......" I didn't answer because I threw the picture in his face and started looking for a knife!

"You're not human, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes. After reacting to myself, I went back to the master and listened to him continue.

"It's just a youkai. ”

"Do you hear the frenzied cry of my heart?!"

"Are you excited to see a youkai for the first time, or are you excited that you can finally eat?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I sneered, "No, that's the urge to kill you!"

Master: "%&...... ％×＆”

Me: "Even if you explain anything, it's useless!"

Master: "Damn! I said a bunch of gibberish, and you know what I said?"

I sneered twice: "Are you saying that youkai and ghosts are not human, so from a certain point of view, youkai and ghosts are the same kind?"

The master gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"That's right, but can ghosts be compared to monsters? Journey to the West has written so many monsters, do you see any ghost who has to jump and eat Tang Seng?"

The master pursed his lips and thought for a while, but he still couldn't refute my words, so he only left the next sentence: "The solution is for you, if you want to eat, you can go, if you don't want to eat, forget it." ”

“￥…… ＆％”

"You didn't scold me. This is set by the author!"

“……”

……

On this hot day, not only can I not enjoy the air conditioning like ordinary people, but I also have to run around for my stomach.

Those ghosts are either for revenge, or for cultivating immortals, no matter how bad they are, they exist to scare people, and I haven't found the meaning of my existence before I have been given such a dangerous task that I can't help but do.

I stood under the stop sign, afraid to remember the bus trip just now. I wonder why there are so many people who have to take the bus instead of eating or leaving work now?! Could it be that the author is trying to torture me?!

I loosened my collar, gasped hard, and took out the address given by the master and looked at it. XX cold drink shop. Very good, it's the one next to the large supermarket opposite.

I crossed the street and entered through the door. The air conditioner inside blew me from top to bottom, and it was very useful. I couldn't help but scold myself for being too stupid, I rubbed the air conditioner in the wrong place before!

I found a vacant seat and sat down, took out the photos given by the master, and compared them one by one, even the aunt who stood behind the freezer to dig ice cream for people did not let go, but none of them matched.

All I have now is time, and I'm ready to squat here for a few days in a row.

The smell of various fruits fills the store. Pineapple, cantaloupe, strawberry, watermelon, yellow peach, matcha...... The words "matcha" struck my head like a bolt of lightning! A new guest was sitting next to me with a cup of freshly dug matcha ice cream. The unmelted ice cream bubbled up to my nose with the faint scent of matcha...... I was uncontrollably drawn to it...... I can imagine how smooth and delicate it was to the touch of the milky spoon into the ice cream, and my eyes followed the scoop of ice cream to the man's mouth, to her throbbing throat, to ......

I swallowed my saliva and made up my mind that whether the monster was a vixen or a bone spirit this time, I would have to watch her!