"In other words, you can control the time when you save people, right?"

Letting the Demon Twins crawl to his chest and then lie down, Gaia, who didn't think much, patted the top of their heads, signaling not to make too much noise on his chest.

"Control time?"

"Nope."

The two little devils continued to giggle, making Gaia a little helpless:

"We're just,"

"It's just slowing down the dolphins."

Oh?

This was beyond Gaia's expectations, I thought that Miramici was a very powerful demon who could control the flow of time, but I didn't expect it to be such a method.

However, slowing down others to make yourself look fast is also a good way to pretend to be X.

The thought crossed her mind, and Gaia continued to listen to the story that Miramici had told her.

……

After leaving the living hell with the girl, Miramici didn't know where to go for a while, so she finally found an abandoned warehouse in the forest not far away and hid the girl here.

Although it is a demon with great power, the healing of the past relied on its own body to recover, and if the damage is severe, it can also enhance the healing ability through fire, so for the dying girl, Miramici has a headache.

Shouldn't I save this girl on a whim?

With this in mind, Miramici laid the girl on the thatched bed and waited for the sun to rise.

If she survives, it is her own life, and if she dies because of her injuries, then her soul will belong to Miramici, no matter how it is a surefire deal.

It's a demon anyway, although Lucifa ordered that it is not allowed to take the initiative to take the life of the contractor, but he has never said that he wants to be righteous and brave, so he hangs his contractor to death and not save him, which is basically common sense among demons.

Unfortunately for both parties, the girl survived the next day, and even had a faint sense that her legs could no longer move, and her throat could make sounds, but she could not speak.

Now Miramici was depressed, but she could only go out to find food for the girl who did not die.

After all, it's one thing to see death and not save it, but it's different to take the contractor to a no-man's land and starve to death, and he will be severely punished by Lucifa, and he won't be able to smoke the next time he smokes will have himself in it.

After searching the neighborhood for a while, Miramichi returned to the abandoned warehouse with the bread and milk stolen from someone else's house, handed it to the girl, and watched her swallow the bread desperately, and even choked herself in such a hurry that she patted her malnourished and barren chest and coughed.

Handing the milk to the girl, Miramici patted her on the back as she fed her, signaling the girl not to be in too much of a hurry.

After breakfast, she casually threw the milk jug aside, and Miramichi looked at the girl who couldn't move and couldn't even speak.

What to do? I seem to have lost a lot of money in this business.

I can only pray that the girl's life is thin, and she will die early and be born sooner, otherwise I don't know how long I will serve her here.

Muttering swear words about the abyss, Miramici's eyes caught a glimpse of the girl struggling to prop up her upper body, trying to move her whole body, and then slowly lowered her head and lowered her forehead to the ground.

Knowing that the girl was thanking herself, Miramichi was not moved, and waved her paw in the language of this world:

"Okay, okay, I don't need you to thank you so much, it's just a basic contractual relationship, like a mutually beneficial symbiosis. What do you plan to do in the future? Do you know what your body is doing now? ”

Crawling back with her hands on the ground, the girl's eyes were full of sadness, and she shook her head blankly to say that she didn't know what to do next.

"Yes."

pursed her mouth dissatisfied, and Miramichi, who was squatting in front of the girl, was unhappy all over her face, so that the girl who thought she was causing Miramici to be unhappy moved her body and wanted to kowtow:

"No, no, it's a big deal to raise you for a while, anyway, for demons, a hundred years is just a few years for you humans, and it should be regarded as the hard work of obtaining souls. (Local Language)

Tsk, it's really cheap, it's not a good thing, I still think I can pick up a leak, and I can get the soul the next day if I take you away at night, but I didn't expect a human being to be so tenacious. (Abyssal language)"

Thus, the story of the demon big sister raising a human half-paralyzed girl begins.

-- A month later --

Carrying fruits and vegetables down from the sky, Miramichi put away her wings and scanned around to see that there were no anomalies, and then entered the abandoned warehouse.

Seeing Miramici's return, the eyes of the girl who was processing the leaves suddenly shone with brilliance, and she smiled and waved her arms, which were no longer as thin as bamboo poles, at her.

For the past month, both of them have spent this month, sometimes bringing some ready-made food, sometimes bringing some fruits and vegetables that still need to be processed.

Fortunately, the girl used to grow up in a peasant family, and knew how to deal with these things, and after cleaning them up, she used her body movements to direct Miramichi to make them.

It was also thanks to Miramichi that she still had one of the few consciences she had and stole a set of kitchen utensils, so that the girl did not have a bad stomach because of raw food.

However, in the process of getting along with this one, Miramici and the girl gradually became acquainted, and the girl changed from being afraid and worried about Miramici at the beginning to accepting and happy, and Miramici also changed from being troublesome at the beginning to becoming a habit now.

Because the girl couldn't speak, Miramici took care of herself and gave her a nameless title, no matter how much the girl objected, it was useless, and she was so angry that she didn't pay attention to Miramici for a whole day.

All in all, this kind of life does not seem to be as torturous as Miramici imagined at first.

-- Half a year later --

Presenting the girl with a bouquet of flowers, Miramici looked at her elated face and happy eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, women like flowers, but they like different styles.

For example, a girl likes fresh flowers, and she likes flowers that bloom from blood.

Looking at the beautiful and moving girl in front of her, who was gradually recovering her vitality, Miramici began to hesitate.

Do you want to go back to the abyss and get something from your kind that can solve the girl's current situation?

After all, the little girl is in the best period of her life, and it would be a pity to waste it in an abandoned warehouse.

Unconsciously, Miramici is not just a habit for girls.

After hesitating, Miramici decided to go back to the abyss first, anyway, the wheelchair is worthless in the abyss, the world is too much to steal, and the priest is not dead.

After making a decision, Miramici drew a circle of return in the warehouse, and after a few brief explanations to the girl, she left this world temporarily.

When Miramici returned again, she was greeted by a fiery red.

Then, in the burning warehouse, a blade made of silver pierced Miramici's chest from behind.