[Ding! Relationship confirmed. Mission fully completed.]
Holy shit, that actually worked?!
Chen Luo's brain short-circuited.
His earlier thought had been like naming a game character "Husband" in a harem RPG—just a dumb joke.
But shouldn't there be a confirmation prompt? Why does it confirm like this?
We're… father and daughter now?
I'm only 17 years old.
And is such an outrageous relationship?
If I had known this, I might as well have said that we were husband and wife instead.
[Ding! You have received 600 Primogems and an Any Weapon Mastery skill.]
[Would you like to draw the skill now?]
"No."
[Detected inconvenient circumstances. All rewards have been stored in your Inventory.]
"Ahem… can we, uh, change the relationship?" Chen Luo asked internally.
[Relationship modification requires mutual consent.]
"..." It was so easy to confirm just now, why is it so difficult to change it now?
This felt like those scummy name-change cards in games—paywall included.
Trash talent!
Wait… this is my talent? Never mind then.
Hmm. How do I ask the Herrscher of Sentience to switch from "father-daughter" to "siblings"?
As he pondered, his gaze drifted to the Herrscher lounging on his pillow.
THWACK!
Out of nowhere, the Herrscher of Sentience sat up and chopped his head.
"Ow! What was that for?!" Chen Luo was confused.
"I felt you talking shit about me." She narrowed her eyes.
She didn't read his mind for a while, what bad things is this guy saying about her again?
"...If possible, could you not lean on my pillow?" Chen Luo said after a pause.
"???"
"Or at least wash your hair first?" He eyed the mud-stained pillowcase.
"Just because of this?" The Herrscher of Sentience didn't understand, but he was shocked!
You don't mind me living in your house, but you let me, a wounded person, get up from your bed just because I dirty your pillow? Do you still have any humanity?
"Well, if you're staying, you'd want a clean house, right?"
"...Fair point." She grudgingly nodded.
"So… do you know how to use modern appliances?"
"Who are you looking down on?" The Herrscher of Sentience glared at Chen Luo.
"Don't be angry, didn't you just say you were an immortal? Since you're an immortal, it's normal that you've never been exposed to modern society. I'm just caring about you. But it seems that you're not the same as the immortals I imagined." Chen Luo looked him up and down and said.
"Obviously. I'm omnipotent." The Herrscher of Sentience said quite proudly.
"So that means you don't need my help to take a shower, right?" Chen Luo was relieved.
"No. I can't." The Herrscher of Sentience shook her head.
"Huh?!"
"Every muscle hurts. Bathing's out of the question." The Herrscher of Sentience said unhappily
"But why did you hit me so hard just now? And it hurt."
"No no no, I didn't hit you. I just made you think you were hit." The Herrscher of Sentience shook her head.
"That's a thing?!"
"Of course. But I won't make it difficult for you, just help me wash my hair, and find me some clean clothes."
"...You're really making yourself at home."
"Why stand on ceremony? Your house is my house now, what is there to be polite about"
"..." Chen Luo suddenly felt like he'd invited a wolf into his home.
How is she adapting this fast?!
Still, to save his bedsheets, he helped her up and piggybacked her to the bathroom.
Though she claimed to be in too much pain to move, he knew she could fold him like laundry if she wanted.
Chen Luo still had some tricks.
Chen Luo's nursing skills, if quantified, were top-tier—honed through relentless practice. Washing hair? Easy. He even wiped her face clean.
And only then did he realize how stunning she was.
As for clothes…
"You know what, Luo, your taste in clothes is quite good. I am very satisfied with this green dinosaur pajamas!" The Herrscher of Sentience said with her hands on her waist in the hall.
"You can obviously move, but you still let me wash your hair!" Chen Luo glared at her.
"I said I was in pain, not paralyzed. Your fault for being an idiot." She stuck out her tongue and flopped onto the sofa.
Ding-dong!
Just when Chen Luo was about to go back to the room to receive the reward, the doorbell rang
After a glance at The Herrscher of Sentience, he answered.
"Miss Yun? What brings you here?"
"You left your backpack." Yun Xia threw the schoolbag in her hand into Chen Luo's arms.
"Thanks." He noted its lighter weight—no brick inside.
"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, why not tell me why you are so anxious today." His classmate's eyes gleamed with curiosity.
Chen Luo's abnormality today can be said to have reached the extreme. If there is nothing important, it would never be like this.
After all, he actually rejected other people's requests.
"Well, let me guess, is it because of the woman behind you?" Yun Xia glanced slightly and saw the Herrscher of Sentience lying on the sofa in dinosaur pajamas.
"Yep. Come in." He stepped aside.
Yun Xia sucked on her lollipop, scrutinizing the strange woman in Chen Luo's house.
"This is my cousin. I remembered that she was coming today when school was about to end. She has practiced martial arts and beats people very hard." Chen Luo whispered.
This can be regarded as a fair and aboveboard revenge.
[Say your name! I still don't know it!]
At the same time, Chen Luo monologue to himself. Although this may sound silly, Chen Luo believes that she can hear his thoughts.
"Hello. I'm Fu Hua, Chen Luo's cousin." The Herrscher of Sentience greeted Yun Xia with a smile.
"Cousin… Never mind. I won't intrude." Yun Xia lingered at the doorstep, then turned to leave.
"Oh, if you're short on cash, borrow from me. Supporting two people on your family's income can't be easy." Yun Xia said to Chen Luo before leaving.
"No worries. She's paying rent."* Chen Luo grinned through internal tears.
"That's good, do you need me to tear down the "For Rent" ads at the gate when I leave? It would be strange if anyone believed it if I posted an advertisement in the villa area."
"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Yun." Chen Luo nodded quickly.