Chapter 80: On the 999 Ways to Eat a Villain Roommate [25]

Chapter 80: On the 999 Ways to Eat Your Villain Roommate "25"

447 nearly gasped, his entire system spinning in a daze.

By the time he snapped out of it, he was already stuffed into Sui An's pocket.

447 poked his head out of Sui An's little pocket, beaming:

[Hehe... Xiao Momo... hehe, he kissed me~]

Shi Mo watched 447's reaction, amused:

[If I'm not wrong, you were about to jab him with a needle just now, weren't you?]

447 quietly shoved the needle to the bottom: [No way! You must've seen things!]

"Brother, I'm hungry, can I have something to eat?"

Maybe because he'd slept well curled up against Shi Mo and had a sweet dream.

Sui An was no longer as timid and scared as when they'd first met, and even dared to grab Shi Mo's hand and throw himself into his arms to act cute.

"Brother~ I'm hungry~"

"Since you're hungry, brother will take you to eat."

Shi Mo smiled and scooped Sui An up, and 447 crawled out of the little pocket, flying up to perch on Sui An's head.

Sui An instinctively reached up to poke at it, making sure the little puffball was still on his head before relaxing.

Such an adorable little puffball, and brother couldn't even see it—what if it got lost and they couldn't find it?

During the meal, Shi Mo clearly noticed that Sui An didn't know how to use the utensils properly, and didn't even recognize the dishes—actually, didn't recognize any of it, not even the basics.

Remembering what 447 had said earlier, Shi Mo picked up a piece of meat for Sui An.

Then he watched Sui An spear the meat with a single chopstick, tentatively lick it, then take a gentle bite, his eyes lighting up:

"Delicious~"

Shi Mo curled his lips into a smile: "If it's good, then eat more."

Having grown this old and finding even a bowl of rice novel—no wonder he'd only survived on nutrient fluids when he was used as an experiment subject.

No wonder 447 said his body was in rough shape; it'd be a miracle if he got better being raised like that.

But Old Master Shi had said he'd been brought back a few days ago.

But if it'd really been a while, he should've noticed something was off, and they wouldn't have skipped feeding him these things.

Seemed like he'd only been sent over today.

And he himself had only come back today, and this whole thing was spur-of-the-moment, only mentioning it to Old Master Shi ahead of time.

It looked like the kid had been brought straight over, and deliberately said those words to soften his heart, hoping he'd keep the child...

Shi Mo pondered with lowered eyes—he'd made the right call coming back this time; Old Master Shi had plenty of issues.

He just wondered what Old Master Shi was trying to achieve by going through all this trouble to send the boy to him.

The original owner had no blood relation to his parents, but he did have one to Old Master Shi.

Shi Mo vaguely felt there was some connection between the two, but couldn't piece it together for now.

Completely oblivious to all this, Sui An hummed softly, swinging his little legs now and then as he chewed the meat in his bowl.

He glanced at Sui An, wondering if he could get more info out of this little guy.

But for now, the whole Shi family was surely under Old Master Shi's thumb; if he asked directly, it might put Sui An in danger.

Shi Mo couldn't help sighing at the thought.

If it were just him, he wouldn't mind taking the risk, since it was rare to come across something so interesting.

But this little one... he always reminded him of his little brother back in the main world.

His brother was also this tiny, loving to pounce into his arms and call him "brother" in a soft, obedient voice.

Facing a good kid just like his brother, Shi Mo couldn't help but soften a little.

Shi Mo reined in his thoughts—he'd find a chance to get into Old Master Shi's dreams and see if he could uncover anything.

Anyway, speaking of which...

[Xiao Qi, where'd Yun Shiqi go?]

From the moment he woke up till now, with the meal almost done, he still hadn't seen Yun Shiqi, and his texts to him had gone unanswered.

447: [He's dealing with those frenzied beastmen. There've been more and more of them lately, so he took a temp mission.]

[Don't worry, Xiao Momo, even with a False Protagonist around, he's still the real deal—those frenzied beastmen can't hurt him... At least they can't kill him!]

447 said cheerfully, though his joy wasn't because Yun Shiqi wouldn't die.

It was because Sui An was carefully trying the unfamiliar dishes, and whenever he found something tasty, he'd secretly slip a little bit to him.

"Good little Tuantuan~"

Sui An smiled at 447 and poked his face again.

[Mmm... you're a good one too.]

447, full and content, rolled around in Sui An's arms, then crawled up to perch on his head, satisfied.

[Xiao Momo, I like this little fox~]

Shi Mo shook his head helplessly, but in the end said nothing.

Still, knowing what Yun Shiqi was up to, he wasn't as worried.

Shi Mo was carrying the well-fed Sui An back to his room when he ran into Old Master Shi, who'd come downstairs at some point.

Old Master Shi smiled at the two of them, though a strange glint flashed in his eyes:

"Looks like A Mo is getting along well with him. Have you thought of a name for him yet?"

Old Master Shi smiled warmly, inching closer step by step,

"Once you've picked a name, I'll go tomorrow to register his household and sort out his identity info too."

Sui An hunched his shoulders slightly as he looked at Old Master Shi, then turned his head and leaned it against Shi Mo's shoulder.

"I've settled on it—Sui An."

"But there's no rush to make it official. I just think he's interesting and want to keep him around for a while, like a pet."

Shi Mo smiled nonchalantly, and as he talked, he gave the tip of Sui An's ear a playful pinch.

Sui An's tail swished back and forth, unhurried, his eyes locked on Shi Mo without blinking once.

Old Master Shi seemed surprised that Shi Mo would say that, hesitated for a beat, then chuckled softly:

"Alright, alright, then we'll wait until you've had your fun with him. If you ever get tired of him, I'll have someone take him away."

Hearing Old Master Shi's words, Sui An instinctively clung to Shi Mo's neck, pressing his lips together and pressing his face against Shi Mo's, not daring to say a word.

Shi Mo smiled but didn't reply to Old Master Shi. Instead, he carried Sui An and headed upstairs.

As he passed by Old Master Shi, he heard the old man speak again:

"Oh, by the way, that little roommate of yours went out today. He said he'd be back tonight and would bring you a little cake, so you don't need to worry about him too much..."

"But since when did you get so into little cakes?"

Old Master Shi's voice was flat, with no rise or fall, impossible to read.

Shi Mo paused briefly, turned his head to look at Old Master Shi, and flashed him a smile:

"I've taken a liking to them recently. If I want to eat them, I will. Is there a problem, Grandfather?"

Old Master Shi waved his hand: "No problem. If you like them, I'll have Wang Ma make some tomorrow. Homemade is always better than store-bought."

"Alright."

Shi Mo nodded and returned to his room.

He gave Sui An a bath, and when he tried to find him a change of clothes, a quick inquiry to the butler revealed that there wasn't a single outfit in the house that would fit Sui An.

Shi Mo let out a light scoff and simply instructed the butler to prepare some clothes and bring them over tomorrow.

Looking at Sui An, who was sitting obediently on the bed, still bundled in his bathrobe, Shi Mo ruffled his hair.

"For tonight, you can wear big brother's pajamas."

"Okay~"

Sui An nodded obediently, wrapped in the oversized bathrobe, then asked, a little curious:

"Oh, big brother, what are little cakes?"