Nieve’s Explosive Entrance

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, their leaves whispering as Cohen walked home, his shoes clicking against the stone bricks beneath his feet.

It was dusk, the streets sparsely populated with pedestrians.

The magic crystal lamps along the roadside lit up at opportune moments, creating circles of orange light.

Cohen was preoccupied with many thoughts, as numerous unexpected events had recently occurred.

He was worried about whether the world would continue to follow the original storyline, as the information he prided himself on was gradually losing its relevance.

Cohen walked with his head down, occasionally catching falling leaves, their weight insignificant, yet Cohen felt as if they were pressing down on him with a thousand pounds.

Perhaps he just hadn’t fully recovered yet.

Reaching his familiar apartment building, he instinctively reached into his pocket for his keys, but for the first time, he couldn’t turn the doorknob.

What was wrong with him today?

“I’m home.”

Cohen was used to announcing his return home, as Remiande was usually waiting for him in the living room.

But this time, only silence…

“She’s not back? Oh well.”

Cohen put down his bag, tied on his apron, and skillfully headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“Hmm… this… and…”

Perhaps only the leisurely time spent making dinner could relieve him of the day’s fatigue.

After finishing cooking, Cohen didn’t immediately eat. Instead, he sat on the sofa, looking at his right arm.

There was a very obvious contract mark on it, a crooked, dark black pattern.

The more Cohen looked at it, the more it resembled a silver rune.

Did Divine Artifact Spirits have such a peculiar hobby?

But fortunately, he had regained some strength, which might allow him to go further in this story.

“Alright, stop thinking. The food will get cold.”

Cohen said to himself.

“That’s right, Master~”

“Wah!”

Cohen was startled by Nieve’s sudden appearance, falling straight on his butt.

“Can you give me a warning before you pop out in the future? My little heart can’t take it. Ouch~”

“Eh? Did Nieve scare Master? Waaah—”

Cohen wanted to get angry, but seeing Nieve’s pitiful expression, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Damn it! Don’t stare at me with those watery, sky-blue eyes! I can’t resist it!

Cohen couldn’t help but pick Nieve up, patting her back gently.

“Okay, okay, I’m not angry.”

He felt that if he held Nieve a few more times, he’d be helping the neighborhood aunties carry their groceries.

Nieve didn’t mind Cohen’s embrace, burying her head in his arms, making cat-like purring sounds.

“Purrrr~”

Nieve wasn’t very heavy, and holding her felt soft, making Cohen’s heart flutter.

Yay~ Nieve is small and fragrant~ Biting her would probably make her cry for a long time…

Go tell that to the police!

The image of righteous police officers surfaced in Cohen’s mind as he entertained such thoughts.

No, no, no, I’m a real man! A law-abiding citizen!

Cohen held Nieve for a while before putting her on the sofa, preparing to get started on dinner.

“Eating dinner, taking a bath, and then sleeping soundly. Is there anything in the world that can compare to such bliss?”

As soon as Cohen moved, he felt something tugging at him.

Turning around, he saw Nieve pulling on the corner of his clothes, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance.

“Why didn’t you call me for dinner! Bad Master!”

“Ah? Do Divine Artifact Spirits need to eat?”

Cohen was a bit troubled.

Was he going to have another mouth to feed in his house?

“That’s not it! We don’t need to eat, but we can still taste delicious things, okay? Dummy!”

After saying that, Nieve stuck her tongue out at Cohen, mocking his ignorance.

Nieve took quick little steps towards the dining table, using her hands to hoist herself onto the chair, sitting obediently and looking at the dazzling array of dishes, making Nieve couldn’t help but drool.

“Looks like Master, you still care about me~ Since Master prepared so much food, I’ll forgive you!”

“Okay, okay, don’t choke.”

“Mmm~!”

Nieve picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, a super satisfied expression immediately appearing on her face.

Cohen was also happy to see it, but he felt like,

Was he raising a daughter?

“Master, I want to eat that!” Nieve pointed to the caramel pudding on the table, which was relatively far from her, her eyes sparkling.

Remiande would often drop by to have Cohen make her desserts, so Cohen had naturally developed the habit of making desserts for dinner.

Either way, even if it wasn’t dinner, he could give it to her when she came barging in, just in case.

“Master, feed me!” Nieve opened her cherry-like mouth, striking a pose in her seat.

“Ah—”

“Okay.”

Cohen scooped up a piece of pudding and put it in her mouth.

“I’m home, Cohen…” A tired and delicate voice sounded.

Crash!

A sound came from the entrance, like a heavy object crashing to the ground, or a heavy blow to someone’s heart.

Remiande stood silently at the door, surrounded by scattered documents. She had witnessed everything.

Her face was filled with disbelief and incredulity, and an emotion called anger was surging in her heart.

There was also a hint of unwillingness and jealousy.

“Wait! An-jie!! It’s not what you think.”

Why did the timing have to be so bad? It shouldn’t have been like this!

Cohen hadn’t figured out how to explain this to her yet. She was always very against him bringing people home.

Especially girls.

But Remiande reached into her skirt pocket and took out

A handgun.

A .45 caliber handgun, perfect for a headshot.

“It’s not?!”

Cohen’s mouth opened wide enough to fit an entire elephant. Why was there a firearm in this magical world!

Had he been playing too few games?

Remiande slowly raised her hand, aiming the gun at Cohen’s head.

Bang!

“F*ck!” Cohen quickly ducked his head, dodging the bullet just before it hit him.

“Why… why…”

Remiande’s eyes were hollow as she muttered to herself.

“Is there something I’m not doing well…? I work hard all day and can’t even see you, and you don’t say a word and bring a girl home…”

“If that’s the case, then let’s all disappear…”

Saying that, she instantly pointed the gun at Nieve, immediately pulling the trigger.

“Woah!”

Nieve reacted quickly as well, grabbing her bowl and slamming it towards the incoming bullet.

No! Nieve felt a sense of danger in her heart and quickly ducked like Cohen.

This wasn’t an ordinary bullet. Nieve could feel that it was engraved with advanced magic imprints, which could enhance the power of the bullet.

This was an etching bullet!

The moment the bullet passed through the bowl, the bowl was shattered into powder by the enormous force, and the wall behind it exploded.

“No!!”

Seeing that the wall had exploded, Cohen’s heart was half-dead.

Regardless of how dangerous Remiande was at this moment, or why she had a gun, he immediately pounced on her, intending to stop everything from continuing.

If she blasted through two more walls, he’d be homeless! His little wallet didn’t have enough money to compensate her for all this damage!

“Stop it! An-jie!” Cohen tackled Remiande to the ground.

Seeing Cohen’s face so close, Remiande couldn’t control her emotions and couldn’t help but yell at Cohen.

“Why! Why! I’ve been so obvious! Why do you still do this! What did I do to offend you that you have to treat me like this! Waaaah—”

As she spoke, Remiande began to cry, large tears streaming down her face. Her red eyes made her look even more pitiful and vulnerable.

But her movements gradually slowed down, and she gradually stopped struggling, allowing Cohen to pin her down.

It was the first time Cohen had seen Remiande cry like this, and he followed her lead, letting her hit and scold him.

“Yes, it’s all my fault, please don’t cry.” Cohen gradually released Remiande, allowing her to get up. He cupped her face, and their foreheads touched.

“I swear, I’ll tell you everything in the first instance, okay? I’m sorry, An-jie, I promise.”

Remiande couldn’t resist Cohen’s gentle offensive, and she wrapped her arms around Cohen, burying her head in his chest.

“It’s a promise, (sobbing) you have to think of me first…”

“Definitely.” Cohen patted her back comfortingly.

“Wow! Master, you’re so cheesy~”

Nieve’s voice sounded in Cohen’s mind, with a teasing tone.

“Snow Leopard Bun-head, shut up! You don’t know that our house was almost demolished because of you!

Luckily, the neighbor came back in the morning, or we would have been done for!”

“Blegh~ Bad Master!” Nieve mocked and then stopped talking.

Damn it! Why was he so unlucky!

Cohen hugged Remiande, and he himself felt a bit of inexplicable emotion, facing Remiande’s words.

Perhaps, he himself had gradually changed his feelings for Remiande in his daily life.