The little girl huffed, "You can’t!"
The War God reached out a finger to poke her puffed-up little cheek, lightly chuckled, "Like a mochi."
The little girl touched her stomach, muttering softly, "I want to eat... mochi now."
The War God, suddenly thinking of something, burst out laughing.
The little girl, puzzled, tilted her head to look at him.
The War God, trying to hold back his laughter, said, "Wait here for me, I will make the bed for you."
The little girl waited a while, growing impatient, and sneaked peeks around the door edge stealthily.
The War God turned his head and saw her, waving her over.
The little girl hopped and skipped over, seeing the blue bedding and the soft, large bed, she instantly transformed back into Little Beast Bai Bai and scampered onto the bed.
Little Beast Bai Bai rolled back and forth on the big bed, smiling with her eyes curved, her mouth grinning to reveal tiny canine teeth, adorable and soft.
The War God narrowed his eyes.
He used to think it felt good to touch her and found her very cute.
But now...he felt it was even cuter as a human.
"Change back, let’s go eat mochi," he said.
Upon hearing this, Little Beast Bai Bai stopped rolling and sprang into the War God’s arms, speaking human language, "I can eat too~~~"
In her original form, she could actually eat much, much more!
The War God caught her steadily, with a hint of resignation, "As you wish."
The War God, holding Little Beast Bai Bai, came to the table covered with various types of mochi.
The mochi were colorful, filled with different sweet fillings.
Little Taotie, watching all this from a god’s perspective, couldn’t help but wake up hungry from her dream, blinking blankly at the ceiling.
Little Taotie touched her stomach, which was now flat with hunger.
But she didn’t want to go out to find something to eat, feeling somewhat gloomy.
She remembered that her grandfather punished her for her slip of the tongue by eating steak in front of her without sharing a bite; she hadn’t had dinner when she got home either.
She turned to look out the window; it was getting light outside.
Her stomach was even hungrier!
Little Taotie hung her head down, like a withered eggplant.
Her phone suddenly rang, the notification sound for private messages.
Little Taotie reached for her phone on the nightstand, opened the D app, and checked her private messages.
Bald Coder: Zaizai, my girlfriend wants to break up with me?
Little Taotie stared at the avatar for a while, remembering it belonged to the brother she had met on the bus.
The day she saved Xie Yixian, she had carried Xie on the bus, almost being recognized by this brother before getting off.
Little Taotie remembered the beautiful sister, replying with confusion, "Why break up?"
Bald Coder: Don’t know, maybe I’m bald, maybe I’m too poor, too many maybes.
Little Taotie: Condolences.
Little Taotie: Did I say something wrong?
Bald Coder: Condolences is usually said for someone’s death.
Little Taotie: Isn’t breaking up... the same as someone dying?
Bald Coder: Theoretically, pretty much.
Little Taotie: Then I didn’t say anything wrong.
The Bald Coder felt something was off, as the little guy seemed to be in an even worse mood than himself.
Bald Coder: Something upsetting happened?
Little Taotie: Is there a way to make the place you live look different, like in dreams, where it can change into whatever you want it to be?
Bald Coder: That’s easy, just find a coder.
Little Taotie: Really?
The Bald Coder, offering himself for the task: If you trust me, I can make the change for you.
Little Taotie called the director, asked for a copy of the "Time-Space Monster Management Bureau", and arranged a meeting with the Bald Coder.
The little girl, with her backpack on, was ready to bounce out the door.
Cheng Guodong, Qin Xin, Gu Yixing, Hua Jinyan - the four downstairs in the living room looked at each other, still thinking about how to comfort her, but she, on her own, had already become cheerful!