Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Shiina made a puzzled expression again, but the smile in the corner of her eyes gave it all away.

"Ah this..."

You despicable little devil Shiina, how could you say such heartless things in the summer! Don't be so smug. In the human world, you can treat me like this, calling me Su Qing or Su Qing-jun, and teasing me, but what should you call me in the demon world?

That's the great demon, okay!

……

Strange... It was just a cliché setting that was just casually used to fool Shiina, so why did Shiina identify with it and I also identify with it? Is this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) that's been arriving late? No, no, no, isn't chuunibyou the Demon King and Hero set? At most, this can only be considered... just a little nickname among friends.

Yes, that's normal!

Seeing that Shiina still had a smiling face, Su Qing knew that she could only try to win back Shiina's heart with her sincerity (or rather, her bluff).

"Shiina, you know her?"

Su Qing suddenly sat up straight and said in a serious tone.

"Hmm, what do you know?"

"Actually, it's not just girls; boys also have two stomachs, one for main meals and the other for dessert. When I said I couldn't eat, I meant the stomach for main meals couldn't eat anymore, but the other one was still starving."

Su Qing finished speaking with an air of seriousness, without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Oh~ that's right."

After listening, Shiina didn't comment on Su Qing's nonsense, but simply pushed Pudding towards Su Qing.

"Then, I'll leave it to you to finish it?"

"Yes, it's packed."

Although it was the first time she had heard the word "bao" (包), Shiina could still roughly understand what Su Qing meant. She rested her chin on her hands and watched Su Qing eat the first bite of pudding.

"How is it?" Shiina asked, her voice tinged with nervousness.

"It's so delicious!"

To reiterate, the angel is not at fault; the only one at fault is the great demon.

Thus, Su Qing once again refreshed her understanding of Shiina's culinary skills. Before even tasting it, the crystal-clear appearance and the distinct layers and tempting colors alone were enough to whet her appetite.

One bite, and the cool sweetness bursts forth on your tongue, smooth yet not greasy, as if each bite is a light dance on your palate. The sweetness is perfectly balanced, neither overly sweet nor cloying, yet you can clearly feel its pure sweetness. The rich, creamy flavor is not cloying, blending perfectly with the smooth texture of the pudding. Every spoonful is an ultimate temptation for your taste buds, making you want to keep eating, one bite after another, with an unforgettable aftertaste.

"That's good." Shiina breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving Su Qing's positive feedback.

"I didn't know what kind of flavor and sweetness you liked, so I made the decision myself. As long as you don't dislike it."

"How could I dislike it? I'm more than grateful. But I think it could be a little sweeter."

"Would you like it sweeter?" Shiina asked, seemingly surprised, before speaking seriously.

"I understand, I'll adjust the sweetness next time."

"There's no need to be so serious, and I can't eat anything too sweet." Su Qing was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect Shiina to take it so seriously, which made him feel embarrassed.

And, is there going to be a next time?

"Want to eat?"

Seeing that Shiina was still staring at her, Su Qing couldn't bring herself to eat anymore. Instead, she took a spoonful and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Huh? I didn't want to eat it..." Shiina was caught off guard by the sudden spoonful.

"Eat it, since you made the pudding, right? I can't possibly finish this much by myself."

Su Qing thought Shiina was too embarrassed to speak directly, so he gave her a way out. It can only be said that Su Qing is a pretty nice person.

However, why does this scene feel so familiar? Su Qing couldn't remember for a moment, and could only say that it's hard to imagine what's going on in one's mind after eating a full meal.

"Well, alright..." Shiina seemed to be giving in, slowly opening her rosy lips.

Seeing this, Su Qing slowly extended the spoon, preparing to insert it into Shiina's mouth. However, when she extended it halfway, Su Qing froze on the spot as if she had been electrocuted, and the spoon that had been extended hung in mid-air, unable to move.

"Sorry, I'll get you a new spoon."

Su Qing finally realized why this scene looked so familiar. Damn, wasn't this the time when Shiina was sick? How did I get influenced by Shiina? Luckily, I was quick-witted, otherwise I would have been embarrassed.

No, this is already pretty awkward!

After Su Qing took the new spoon, she also gave the remaining pudding to Shiina.

"You eat, I can't eat any more in my other stomach." Su Qing was obviously talking nonsense again.

But Shiina didn't expose him at this moment. She just hummed in agreement and then ate in small bites.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The clever Su Qing then tried to change the subject. He listened as the raindrops changed from a gentle tapping on the window to a rapid and forceful patter, the rain clearly getting heavier, and said, "The rain seems to be getting heavier."

Then, the entire living room went dark.

power cut.

Chapter 46 Temperature (Two Chapters Combined)

"It looks like there's a power outage. Power should be back on soon. Shiina, is your phone next to you? Use your phone's flashlight for now."

Su Qing was speechless. He hadn't expected that the power would go out just because he wanted to change the subject. It was as if his mouth had been blessed. He didn't know whether this was good luck or bad luck.

However, the apartment building I live in is considered high-end, and although it's pitch black now, the power should be restored soon.

With a "boom," the living room was illuminated for a moment before plunging back into darkness.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

A series of booming sounds came one after another, like thunder rolling in the air, coming from afar and rolling in, finally exploding in our ears, deafeningly loud.

This typhoon was really fierce; I wonder how deep the floodwaters must be outside.

Su Qing felt a mix of emotions; he had a complex feeling about thunderstorms.

As night falls, the tranquility of his solitary apartment becomes especially profound. Often, when he is home alone, he hopes that the rain will be more torrential, the thunder more deafening, and the wind more fierce.

Some people seem to be born with a liking for these extreme weather conditions. Is Su Qing one of them? I don't know.

But every time Su Qing heard the wind and rain lashing against the window, creating a rapid, rhythmic sound that mingled with the distant thunder to form a stirring symphony, she felt her worries and stress lessen considerably.

Of course, liking to listen to it doesn't mean Su Qing likes going out in the rain; those are two different things.

A loud crash broke Su Qing's train of thought.

Amid the intervals of the rumbling thunder, Su Qing vaguely heard that this music did not belong to nature, but rather sounded like a ceramic bowl hitting the floor. The source of the sound was Shiina, so did Shiina accidentally break the bowl containing pudding?

To be honest, Shiina didn't say anything from the very beginning, but it's possible that she did speak but it was drowned out by the thunder.

"Shiina, are you alright?" Because the bowl had fallen near Su Qing's feet, he still groped to pick it up, put it on the table, and then asked with concern.

Another series of roaring sounds followed, and the living room lit up.

This time, Su Qing finally saw Shiina's current state.

very bad.

He had never seen Shiina like this before.

Even during that heavy rain when they first met, Su Qing's impression of her was like that of an abandoned doll.

But now?

Through the fleeting flash of lightning, Su Qing could clearly see that Shiina's originally rosy face had turned as pale as paper.

She bit her red lips lightly, as if she was enduring something.

She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, and her body was visibly trembling.

What bothered Su Qing the most was that her originally attractive caramel-colored eyes had turned gray and filled with unease.

It seems that Shiina nowadays would break completely with the slightest touch.

"Shiina, are you scared?"

Although it was a question, Su Qing spoke in a declarative tone.

Often, even when you know perfectly well that's how it is, you still need to ask as a formality.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

This is a common problem for many people, and it's also a subconscious behavior.

Su Qing didn't think her relationship with Shiina was good enough that she could just give her a hug without saying a word.

It was too abrupt.

Most importantly, he needed to test Shiina's psychological defenses at this moment.

"...Don't worry, I'm fine and not scared. Sorry for breaking the bowl."

Shiina responded.

Despite saying that, the trembling in his voice made the statement completely unconvincing.

Su Qing was silent for a moment, then said:

"You said you would grant me one reasonable request, right? Now I need to use it, so please answer my question truthfully."

He was referring to the time the supermarket gave away 100,000 yuan in vouchers.

That requirement has been something he's been working on until now, figuring out how to use it.

"..."

Shiina seemed surprised that Su Qing would say and do such a thing. Why would she do this?

Was that condition originally meant to be used in this way?

But what's the point of that?

Shiina was puzzled, but she had no intention of going against that request.

"Um... I'm scared..."

Why isn't Shiina scared? Why is the weather like this again? Why is it nighttime again?

Shiina thought she would probably never forget that day for the rest of her life.

My father still works overtime at the company, and even after get off work, he doesn't go home.

And what about the mother?

I only get to go home a few times a year, and all I ever do is pack a few clothes in my suitcase and put on bright makeup again.

He received a phone call from an unknown number and burst into laughter, making no attempt to hide the fact that the caller was saying obscene things in front of him.

The phone was very loud, and young Shiina could clearly hear what they were talking about.

Yes, her mother never paid attention to her, so she was ignored like a ghost and chatted without restraint.

Then, Mother left.

Then, Aunt Xiaoxue left too.

Finally, in the very, very large house, only young Shiina remained.

As night fell, a fierce wind raged.

The raindrops poured down like dense hailstones, pounding against the windows with a deafening sound.

The trees swayed violently in the wind, their branches colliding and snapping with a cracking sound.

In the past, Shiina could rely on the light.

As long as she turns on many, many lights in the rooms, as if she can feel a little bit of warmth from the light, she is no longer afraid.

But not that night.

With a loud bang, the lights flashed.

Then, no matter how hard Shiina tried to stand on her tiptoes and press, no matter how hard she pressed, the room lights would never turn on again.

Is there a power outage?

The power is out... What should I do?

I don't know... Nobody has ever taught me these things...

Shiina could only squat down by herself, just squatting there in that small corner of the room...