On the bed, a small figure turned his head sideways, and a terrifying old face appeared in his eyes.

It was just a barely human-like face. The facial features on it were like being poured with thick acid, and they were corroded to the point that they lost their original appearance. Only yellow-brown age spots and thick folds indicate that he is an old man.

At this time, the hoarse male voice of concern came from the small hole (nose) again, from the big black hole that showed a few sparse yellow teeth: "Young master, are you okay?"

Diggie, who looked confused, held his little hand, sat up from the bed, and looked at him in a daze.

The housekeeper was dressed as an old man in a meticulous black tuxedo. His hideous face twisted, and he said in a kind tone: "You have been asleep for a long time, let's get up and eat first." ”

In the unknown environment, Diggie thought about it and nodded blankly, let's take a look first.

After climbing out of the big bed, it suddenly noticed that its body seemed to be smaller. Looking down in surprise, a small silk blue nightgown in the field of vision came into view - it seemed that he had really become smaller.

Slowly, he followed behind the old man dressed as a butler. As it stepped out of the bedroom, it was in a strange hallway.

The hallway was quite long, with wooden floors so straight that there was no end in sight, and a thick mist filled the air.

The dim lamps in the corridor provide illumination. In the gloomy atmosphere, on the walls on both sides of the walkway, various oil paintings look strange in the mist.

As he walked, a large gem-studded gold-rimmed floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared on Diggie's right side. It passed slowly, and saw that it was not a black cat, not a demon, but a small human child.

After pausing for a moment, looking at itself in the mirror, it once again felt the malice of the abyss.

Because the child in the mirror is wearing blue pajamas, with a cute and delicate little face, and his long soft hair is casually draped, as beautiful as a little angel. The only discord is that there is a deep stitched scar on the neck. Looking at the small and tender arms inside and her round little feet, she sighed helplessly.

It's ugly again (Abyss Aesthetics)!

"What's wrong?" the old man who was housekeeper heard the sigh, turned around to see her lingering, walked up to her and looked at the mirror and smiled: "You will grow up, young master." Now let's go to dinner first. ”

But in the mirror, only Diji's image appeared, and the old man's figure was completely blank.

Looking up at him again in amazement, Diggie, who had become a human, recalled the teachings of that hateful demon: 'They can easily disintegrate from within, like me. Did you know? No matter what the world is, having a background is convenient. And human civilization, rich, cultured, and then you become handsome enough. You can all go in and loot a bunch of delicious souls without much effort. ’

Feeling this strange body with weak flesh, she could clearly recall these words, but she had no clue how to do it.

It's that I'm really weak now, and it's the most serious problem in front of me.

"Try to fit in. Diggie thought to himself, not knowing how to be more human, only looking at the old man with a small face.

One big and one small, looking at each other, the old man of the housekeeper was defeated first: "Maybe you have slept too long, young master, and you can't speak because of the problem with your vocal cords." It's okay, it'll be fine slowly. ”

As if he knew something, he continued to lead the way, and the little girl silently continued to follow.

As he walked, on the misty promenade, the old man stopped at a door. Thoughtfully helped Di Ji, who couldn't reach him, pushed open the door, waited on the side and said, "Young Master, please come in." ”

The silent little girl walked through the door, and a rectangular table covered with a white cloth came into view first.

It was already laid out, a few meals clasped with a silver metal dome. With the help of the old man, she sat on the chair, but stared at the knives, forks and cutlery placed in front of her, and fell into a daze.

She smelled the aroma, coming from inside the hood. The instinct of hunger made her want to directly lift the round cover and chew it recklessly, but she was worried that it would be exposed. For a while, because of his own weakness, Diggie looked at them in a daze again, as if thinking about how to eat them.

But the old man in charge didn't embarrass her for a second, and began to explain and teach as a matter of course. Gradually, I saw that she clumsily mastered the use of tableware. Then he intimately lifted the round cover, and the half-baked strange meal was bubbling with aroma and unveiled.

On the plate, there are white and tender rounds like brains, fatty pieces of meat like arms, and eyeball-like sweets drizzled with sweet juice.

In short, Diggie's eyes were opened, do people also eat people? She thought silently, forked her eyes and put them in her mouth, and was immediately completely attacked by the beautiful taste she had never experienced.

"Young master, this is the eyeball of Dilamo (Note 1), eating more can increase eyesight, which is very good for the eyes. ”

The old housekeeper saw that she was eating well, and began to explain the dishes on the side: "This is Luo Luomo's brain, which is directly steamed alive. Its nourishment is all in the pain, condensed in it. It helps to enlighten the mind and is also full of magic. This is one of the arms of the demon, they are a terrifying demon that can turn into a human, but their body is rich in special nutrients that can make your body stronger. ”

While eating and listening, Diggie's body was slowly changed by nourishment, and another thought came to mind: "It's not bad here." ”

A meal, the master and servant are happy.

The little girl slowly put down the dishes, and under the guidance of the old man's butler, walked back into the corridor and entered a study full of books.

"Young master, after dinner, you should read and study first. ”

Recalling the teachings, 'Be ..... cultured' Looking at the full number of books, Diggie seemed eager to try, and had no objection to the old butler's arrangement. It thought that all this was the handiwork of the strange demon, so it happily pulled out a book called "Extraordinary Strength" and began to read it. Unaware of it, the door to the study had been automatically locked.

Time passed, and when the door opened again, the old butler's voice was full of unconcealed joy, and he bowed to her and said, "Young Master, it's time for you to take a bath and sleep." ”

frowned, and through reading books, he found that Diggie, who had been ignorant in the past, was a little unhappy, and ignored him to continue to indulge in the ocean of knowledge.

The old butler seemed to understand her thoughts, and remained silent. The cloudy yellow eyes looked at her as if admiring a remarkable work.

Book after book, the fog in the corridor poured into the study at some point.

"Young master, that's enough. You're still young, you want to take a bath and sleep......" The hoarse and kind male voice echoed faintly.

The sky is spinning, and everything in vision is distorted.

By the time she regained stability, Diggie was already soaking in a white bathtub, surrounded by rippling blue waves.

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The warm comfort of the whole body made the little girl babble and wake up from the ocean of knowledge. Her little hands and feet fluttered in the liquid and began to catch something.

It turned out that Diggie saw that the black threads on his neck and limbs were actually in the liquid, and they were like life coming out of the flesh to break away from him. Writhing and soaking like a small snake, it gradually dissolves and dissolves.

What is it?

Very curious, watching them dissipate. The hideous scars on the girl's body healed itchingly, and finally she began to question this unfamiliar environment.

Holding her mouth, she felt as if something was moving behind her neck. The little hand touched it, and a small wooden spinning top spinning at high speed in the liquid was held in front of her eyes.

What is this? Why won't it stop? Observing the spinning top, the fog in the bathroom is getting thicker and thicker, and there is a trance.

In the warm quilt, Di Ji was looking at the ceiling in a daze, and the old housekeeper's intimate greeting came in his ears: "Good night, young master." I wish you a good dream and may tomorrow be another good day. ”