Monster Hunting High School

"...Those goblins in the mirror are the most disgusting. They always change into various shapes, pretend to be your friends or someone else, and then secretly eat your flesh after you fall asleep."

"What's bad is that mirrors will preserve the illusory memories we leave behind when we look in the mirror, and then the goblins will steal them and pretend to be the plot in the memory to confuse people."

"Many little wizards who had just entered the mirror were abducted by the goblins, and in the end they couldn't even find their bones... Me? I was very smart. I discovered they were causing trouble on the first night and hid immediately... "

"Juice is the best when she plays hide and seek!" Next to her, a tall wizard touched the little witch's head and praised in a low voice.

"That's natural!"

The little witch rubbed the tip of her nose proudly, not caring to swallow the delicious cake in her mouth, and hurriedly added: "I not only hide and seek, but also help others! A long time ago... Well, let me think about something. At that time... I can’t remember it.”

The other slender jade hand stretched out from one side, pinched the little witch's bulging cheek, and said softly: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you... If you can't remember it, forget about it. I want my juice." Just say whatever you want, Mom is listening.”

Perhaps the words "juice" inspired the little witch. She reached out and picked up a glass of orange juice from the table in front of her, took a few sips, and finally relaxed a little, letting out a pleasant breath.

"well."

The little witch sighed angrily: "Everything looks good in the mirror, except that I ate a little less... The picture book you gave me, I even included the two pieces of hard skin under the eggplant handles, and the layer of tender skin under the chicken's mouth. I haven’t even let it go… Where did you just say it?”

"You are helpful in the mirror." The tall wizard reminded softly.

"Oh, yes! Happy to help!"

Zhu Si suddenly realized something, raised his little fist, and smashed it into the palm of his hand: "That time I saw a great wizard in the mirror...well, not a very powerful wizard, but an older one who felt like he was an adult. A wizard...but he is as stupid as a six- or seven-year-old child, rashly breaking into the mirror and talking to those goblins..."

"If I hadn't quietly told him how to do it, he would have been eaten by the goblins in the mirror. But he was very generous and gave me a lot of myrtle leaves... I had already used my myrtle leaves at that time. Empty."

"But who am I? I am a fruitless person who deserves no reward! So I made up my mind at that time and treated him to a big meal, eating all the meat and vegetables I had for a week... no, it seemed like two weeks. Empty…"

At this point, the little witch smacked her lips, as if she couldn't contain the drool coming out of her mouth. She turned around and looked at the two familiar yet unfamiliar figures next to her: "I also want to eat the boneless chicken feet with pickled peppers. any left……"

"Yes, yes, there are many." The tall witch replied softly, reaching out and pointing forward: "Look, isn't that the plate?"

Zhu Si blinked and looked forward intently. On the table in front of him, there was indeed a plate of white and tender chicken feet, lying in the clear vinegar sauce, with a few slices of green onion and coriander dotted in between, exuding an alluring aroma. The smell is mouth-watering.

A little further away, there are braised chicken, braised duck, bacon, roasted fish, rabbit breast, colorful mixed vegetables, various pastries, fruit plates selling grapes, oranges, and pineapples, as well as juice, milk, and lemonade on the dining table. Wait, many delicacies that had appeared in her dreams appeared in front of her one by one, and she could enjoy them as much as she wanted without worrying about filling her stomach.

Further away, you can see a large and soft sofa opposite the dining table. On the wall behind the sofa is a large oil painting of snowy mountains and forests. A kitten is jumping up from the ground, seemingly wanting to jump onto the sofa. A firefly flapped its wings and flew around the dining table, casting a soft color.

Faintly, you can also hear the lively rhythm of the piano, accompanied by cheerful chords, echoing in this small but warm room filled with a satisfying atmosphere.

Click!

Outside the window, the night was dark and lightning flashed, reflecting the thick dark clouds rolling in the sky. There was a huge gray dragon rolling and circling in the clouds. Behind the clouds, thunder roared one after another, making the windows buzz.

The little witch subconsciously moved her body and shrank her head into the warm embrace behind her.

Next to him, the tall wizard stood up, walked to the window, pulled hard, and closed the heavy curtains, firmly blocking the lightning, thunder, and night from the light gray curtains.

The whole house is once again bathed in warm, comfortable and pleasant light.

The little witch had half a banana in her left hand and a braised chicken drumstick in her right hand. There was a little butter on the corner of her mouth. She chewed on the boneless chicken feet she had just eaten and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

Next to her, the tall witch patted her shoulder lovingly, as if she wanted her to eat slower, but in the end she did not speak. Instead, she turned to look at the wizard in front of the window, and her tone became a bit colder:

"How much longer?"

"You can stay here as long as you want." The wizard replied gently.

The witch's face softened a bit: "Don't think that I can forgive you...she shouldn't stay here...she deserves a better place."

"I think so."

"Think?" The witch's expression became stern again: "Just thinking is not enough... What are you going to do? You have a way, right, you always have a way."

At the end of the sentence, the sternness on the witch's face disappeared and turned into a bit of pleading.

The wizard was silent for a long time.

It took a long time for Zhu Si to change a new plate of barbecue, a long time for the light bugs under the ceiling to hide in the corner, and a long time for the shadow behind the witch to start shaking, struggling, and stretching out several slender and ferocious jointed limbs.

The wizard finally raised his head again, glanced at his daughter with bright eyes, and then looked at his wife:

"Although I am still alive, it is no different from being dead. The same goes for you. We are like two prey that fell into the quagmire, struggling desperately, thinking that we can still get out."

The witch let out a whimpering laugh, and the shadow behind her shook even more violently.

The wizard slowly walked behind the witch, bent down, held her shoulders, put his head on her shoulders, and murmured: "But we all know... we can't get out."

He clearly felt the witch's shoulders tremble undetectably.

"When we are alive, let us live together; when we die, let us also go together happily. Juice has grown up and she can take care of herself."

"Let us use our last bit of strength to get her out of this quagmire."