"Rimuru, try it, this meat skewer is delicious."
On the street of Tempest, Milim held a large bag of barbecue skewers in his left hand and a fragrant meat skewer in his right hand. He suggested to Rimuru who was strolling aside.
Looking at the shapeless meat skewers being chewed by Milim, the corners of Rimuru's mouth twitched, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the large pack of skewers in Milim's left hand.
There are so many skewers, would you mind giving me this one that you have chewed?
As if feeling Rimuru's gaze, Milim's hand holding the skewers tightened unconsciously.
"No, these are mine, I can't give them to you."
Milim said a little cautiously.
Looking at Milim who was protecting the food, Rimuru held his forehead and sighed.
"Okay, I'm not interested in your kebabs. You should keep them for yourself."
"Hey, thank you Rimuru."
As he spoke, Milim stuffed another skewer into his mouth.
"Falled, Li Mu Lu? You can't get anything, so you touch it and then eat a five?"
Milim asked Rimuru inarticulately.
Seeing Milim's mouth full of oil, Rimuru was at his wits end.
"It's almost done, why are you in a hurry?"
Rimuru directly transformed into a handkerchief, and gently wiped Milim's mouth.
"Look at what you're eating. Your mouth is full of oil. It doesn't even taste good. You're such a stupid girl."
After Rimuru finished wiping Milim, he gave her a blank look.
Milim heard what Rimuru said, and wanted to swallow all the food in his mouth in one breath. Who knew that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Milim choked on the mouthful of meat skewers.
"Uh huh, Li, Rimuru, save me, save me."
Milim asked Rimuru for help.
Looking at Milim who had choked on the meat skewers and turned pale, Rimuru finally reacted.
It was a slap on Milim's back.
"Pfft."
With this palm, Milim finally spit out the large piece of meat that was choking on his throat.
Looking at the pale Milim, Rimuru took out a cup of Mixue Bingcheng brand fruit drink from his Stomach Space and handed it in the direction of Milim.
When Milim saw the fruit drink in Rimuru's hand, he immediately grabbed it as if grasping a life-saving straw and drank it.
"Ha, I'm saved."
Milim finished simmering a large glass of fruit drink in one go and let out a long breath.
"You guy, take it easy. If it weren't for me, you might have become the first devil in the world to choke to death on food."
"You're not afraid of being laughed to death either."
Rimuru looked at the careless Milim and said helplessly.
"Oh, aren't these kebabs so delicious? Can't you blame me?"
Milim made a face at Rimuru, trying to fool him.
"You are not allowed to eat. You are not allowed to eat snacks today. This is a lesson to you."
Rimuru snatched the skewers that Milim was still holding in his left hand and said with a serious face.
"No, no? Give the skewers back."
Milim Seeing that his skewers were taken away, he immediately stopped and started rolling on the ground.
Seeing this scene, not one of the monsters on the street was surprised.
It's all a daily operation. You can see Lord Rimuru scolding Lord Milim almost every day.
Rimuru looked at Milim rolling on the ground and suddenly felt angry again.
"Get up, these clothes were just changed for you yesterday."
Then Rimuru began to reprimand Milim on a daily basis.
At this time, a little brother somewhere saw this scene and asked Gaviru on the side.
"Guess how long Lord Rimuru will reprimand Lord Milim this time?"
"It should take two sticks of incense."
Gaviru said to Gobta who was standing aside, looking a little thoughtful.
"Hehehe, the layout is too small. I guess three pillars of incense."
Gobta has a proud expression on his face.
"Bet on three guarantees of barbecue. Bet on it or not."
Gobta suggested.
"Bet, Lord Rimuru usually reprimands two sticks of incense, and this time should be no exception."
Gaviru looked determined.
"Haha, you will definitely lose."
Gobta said confidently.
Sure enough, the ending was just as Gobta expected, Milim was scolded by Rimuru for nearly three sticks of incense.
Today, Rimuru was convinced by Milim. It was already bad enough, but he only added more trouble to himself.
At this time, Rimuru felt her mouth dry for a while. After training Milim for so long, she was almost dying of thirst.
I took out a cup of Mixue Bingcheng brand fruit tea directly from the Stomach and drank it.
Milim, who was still kneeling on his knees to be punished, saw this scene, his eyes revealed endless longing.
"Don't even think about it, I won't give you snacks today, including milk tea."
Rimuru snorted coldly, not paying any attention to the poor Milim, and drank alone.
"Haha, I won. Gaviru Hurry up and hand over the barbecue to me."
Gobta said excitedly to the stunned Gaviru.
"Isn't it scientific? In the past, it was always two sticks of incense, so why are there only three sticks of incense today?"
Gaviru is puzzled.
"Haha, you are so ignorant! It seems like you have never seen the world at first glance."
Gobta had a look of disdain on his face.
"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lord Rimuru is in a bad mood today, but if Lord Milim insists on getting into trouble today, isn't it asking for trouble?"
Gobta was twirling his fingers, calculating how many skewers he could get, while explaining it to Gaviru, who had never seen the world.
"Is it like this?"
Gaviru had a look of realization on his face.
At this time, Milim could no longer resist the temptation of Rimuru's fruit tea. With a flattering expression on his face, he cautiously came to Rimuru.
"Rimuru, just forgive me? Please."
Seeing Milim's beauty attack, Rimuru did not waver this time and shook his head firmly.
"The big deal is, can't I give you a massage?"
As soon as the word massage was mentioned, Rimuru's little face turned red with embarrassment.
"I don't know why you had such a big reaction last time. I just pressed your..."
Before Milim could finish speaking, Rimuru took fruit tea and blocked Milim's open mouth.
Feeling the fruit tea on his lips, Milim immediately started drinking it happily.
In contrast, Rimuru is not so good.
At this time, Rimuru's face was flushed with embarrassment, and his ears were stimulated by what Milim said.
One day after Mo Li left, Rimuru was just lying down on the sofa to rest for a while because he was too tired, when he was discovered by Milim.
The result can be imagined. Milim volunteered to give Rimuru a massage, but who knew that Milim's massage was so improper.
Not only press the little White Rabbit in front of her, but also press the one in the back...
When he thought of his reaction at that time, Rimuru's originally blushing face became even more rosy, and his head started to smoke unconsciously.