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I never expected this! Looking at the Cute Girl, I couldn't believe that such a gluttonous Crispy Noodle would have such a good figure after transforming into human form. Although her face still had some baby fat, isn't that just the standard for a cute girl?
No, no, that's not the point. The real question is what I should do with her. Besides, when I encountered Crispy Noodle, she was still a cute pet, and now she has turned into Sister? Do I have some kind of switch? If I opened a shop that could turn your cute pets into cute girls, how much could I earn monthly?
No, I'm getting off track.
Red Boy lowered his chin while supporting Cute Girl and summarized, "In short, this is a monster that has just shed its beastly nature. It still retains the habits from its beastly days and doesn't have a fixed understanding of human thoughts."
"How do you know all this?" Lin Miaomiao looked at Red Boy with confusion. "You aren't also a monster, are you? Are you trying to trick me along with Yin Zheng'an?"
"You really have a vivid imagination," I said, glancing sideways at Lin Miaomiao.
Ever since Lin Miaomiao accepted the idea that ghosts exist in this world, her acceptance of new things has become faster and faster. She has reached the point where she can calmly accept the existence of monsters.
"He isn't just a monster; he is the ancestor of monsters," I teased.
Red Boy's father, Bull Demon King, known as Pingtai Sheng, is half a level above Sun Wukong. After all, he still has to call Bull Demon King "big brother." Bull Demon King is still a famous demon king; thinking about it, Red Boy is indeed a second-generation demon. Shouldn't I try to curry favor with him? That way, I could get by in both the human Underworld and the demon realm.
"Back to the point, Ango, what are you planning to do with her?" Red Boy asked.
Yes, what should I do with this Cute Girl? I can't take her to JZ Normal University. After all, I'm not worried about someone like Meng Jiangnu who is also beautiful; she's been around for a thousand years and wouldn't fall for those college students' tricks. But taking this Cute Girl to JZ Normal University would be different; if she really went there, it wouldn't just be sending lambs to the slaughter—it would be like serving up well-cooked lamb seasoned with cumin! Just imagining how the boys at JZ Normal University would lose their minds over a Cute Girl they could carry away with one hand makes me shudder.
I don't know many people here; it seems like the only monsters around are the Landlady from Red Bean Affection and her crew. Plus, the Landlady raised Qu; she should have experience in nurturing monsters.
I just don't know if the Landlady would be willing to accept her. From Crispy Noodle's behavior, it seems like her only purpose would be to act cute—definitely not worth keeping as she would be more of a financial burden. But there must be many people who enjoy raising such a financial burden, right?
"How about this: Lin Miaomiao, you go get her some clothes or something. Sorry for troubling you."
Fortunately, there's Lin Miaomiao; it seems Crispy Noodle doesn't have any basic common sense at all. If it were just Red Boy and me alone, dressing her would be quite a challenge.
Red Boy and I decided to temporarily step aside. As I was leaving, Crispy Noodle wanted to follow me out but was thankfully stopped by Lin Miaomiao.
Once outside, I noticed that the tenants on the first floor seemed not to have returned yet. That's strange; it should be peak breakfast time right now—why would they miss such a good opportunity to make money?
I was lost in thought when the door suddenly opened.
First to come out was Lin Miaomiao, walking while making sound effects of "ding! ding! ding! ding!" and giving star-shaped hand gestures to Crispy Noodle, who was following behind.
The moment I saw Crispy Noodle, my eyes lit up.
Lin Miaomiao has pretty good taste; after all, she was known as a goddess in her sophomore year. The outfit she picked for Crispy Noodle definitely highlighted the cuteness that Crispy Noodle naturally possesses.
Crispy Noodle wore a long pink top that almost covered her knees, tied at the chest with a bow. Her pants were loose-fitting, revealing a bit of her ankle, and she wore short lace stockings with a pair of leather boots. Lin Miaomiao styled Crispy Noodle's hair into doll-like pigtails, with a bun on each side of her head. Coupled with Crispy Noodle's baby fat and big watery eyes, it was just too adorable!
“How do I look?” Lin Miaomiao said proudly. “I bought this outfit a long time ago, but it doesn’t look good on me.”
Lin Miaomiao seemed a bit regretful about that; after all, she is the type of girl who is delicate and fresh-looking. It wouldn’t suit her to wear something like this. However, Lin Miaomiao, Crispy Noodle, and Wang Ni—why are all the girls I know such big eaters?
“Alright, Miao Miao, shall we go eat together?” I invited Lin Miaomiao. “How much did this outfit cost? I’ll pay for it.”
“No way,” Lin Miaomiao pouted. “I gave it to her; why should you care?”
“Fine,” I shrugged. If she didn’t want it, then that saved me some money. “Let’s go eat; it’s not right to leave her without any girls around.”
Crispy Noodle was mine; I wasn’t done yet when Crispy Noodle suddenly ran over, hugged my arm, and pinched her own bottom.
“What does this mean?” I asked Red Boy with a confused expression.
“I don’t know; she still keeps her old habits. I guess she’s wagging her tail wanting food?” Red Boy said uncertainly.
“Uh…” I was speechless.
In the end, it was Lin Miaomiao who managed to control Crispy Noodle; otherwise, I would have definitely been seen as inhumane while walking down the street.
“By the way, does she have a name?” Lin Miaomiao pointed at Crispy Noodle and asked.
"No," I said.
"Shall we come up with a name?" Lin Miaomiao asked with interest. "How about Pink? Isn't it cute?"
I wasn't sure if it was cute, but it did sound like a name for a courtesan.
"By the way, what is her true form?" Red Boy suddenly asked.
"Crispy Noodle," I replied.
"What?" Red Boy looked confused.
"I mean Raccoon!"
There used to be a very famous Crispy Noodle brand called Raccoon, so many people now refer to Raccoon as Crispy Noodle-kun. But Red Boy probably didn't grow up eating those snacks. However, Lin Miaomiao did know.
"What is Crispy Noodle?" Red Boy asked, puzzled.
"Just wait a moment." I went to the nearby store and bought three packs of Crispy Noodle. I didn't eat any; Lin Miaomiao, Red Boy, and Crispy Noodle could each have one pack.
"It's pretty good," Red Boy said as he stuffed Crispy Noodle into his mouth. "But I still don't understand what she has to do with Crispy Noodle."
Raccoon's Crispy Noodle wasn't that common anymore, so I couldn't find any.
"That's not how you eat it." I frowned as I watched Red Boy take big bites of Crispy Noodle. "Let me show you."
I grabbed the Crispy Noodle from Red Boy's hand, crushed it hard, sprinkled some seasoning on it, and then handed it back to him.
"Wow, this is much better!" Red Boy exclaimed, his eyebrows nearly shooting up in surprise.
Of course! Back in the day, I had eaten countless servings of Crispy Noodle while trying out various dishes inspired by Water Margin—stir-fried, deep-fried, you name it. This was just the beginner's way to enjoy it!
Why don't I buy a pack for myself? Because the last time I bought Crispy Noodle, it made my master throw up. That beating left me with no love for Crispy Noodle ever since.
I took a special glance at Crispy Noodle, no, Cute Girl; she was munching on Crispy Noodle with gusto. I should give her a name.
"How about calling her Huan?" I suggested.
It's clear that I'm not good at naming things, just look at Red Boy and Niu Hong, ha ha.
"Don't ask me," Red Boy said, lowering his head to chew on the noodles. It seems he still holds a grudge about the name I gave him.
"That's not a nice name," Lin Miaomiao complained.
"Pink is even worse," I said, rubbing my forehead.
There are three of us in total, two college students; why does it feel like three illiterates are trying to come up with names?
"Forget it, I'll decide. Let's call her Huan!" After thinking it over, I concluded that my choice was the most reliable.
"How about calling her Cute instead?" Lin Miaomiao suggested.
I stumbled slightly, almost falling. Goodness, does it need to be any more childish?
"We're calling her Huan!" I declared firmly.
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