"'Cai, Cai... a nice name.'"

"'After all, you gave it to me, so of course it's a good name.'"

"'No, you don't understand the meaning behind my words.'"

In Wang Xiaole's thoughts, it was just:

The name "Cai" is wonderful, simply because it's simple and easy to remember!

Compared to typical Western names, it doesn't take up any brain memory and is much easier to remember.

"Since you want me to address you by your name, then I won't hesitate. From now on... let's ask Sia for her opinion first."

This ball called the "title issue" is now kicked over to Lucia's side;

Wang Xiaole thinks to himself:

Just now, pretending to "shoot" but actually playing a "passing" move, it's quite clever.

"Dear, you're asking me?" Lucia points to herself with her finger and curls it inward, looking slightly hesitant.

Wang Xiaole shrugs, indicating:

"Is it wrong to exercise democracy? I've always respected your opinion."

A skillful way of "shifting the blame".

No matter what the situation is now, at least Wang Xiaole has the potential to have multiple relationships, so his approach to any potential consequences is cautious.

What? Making a big deal out of it?

Coincidentally, Cheng Ge also thinks the same way when it comes to dealing with girls before reaching a "good ship ending"!

What counts as a big deal? What counts as a small matter?

The decision-making power when it comes to size has never been in the hands of men; it has always been up to the girls to decide.

They say it's big, then it's big; they say it's small, then it's small, and the conclusions they draw are always unpredictable, solely based on their mood.

After all, Wang Xiaole used to be a girl before, and will continue to be in six days, so he understands the above truth.

Indeed, only girls can truly understand the psychology of girls!

Now it's Lucia's turn to use up brain cells;

If she agrees, Wang Xiaole can continue calling Holy Maiden by her name in the future, and this matter will be a "authorized" legitimate affair.

If she disagrees, well, it's not Wang Xiaole himself who directly refuses Holy Maiden, so the "heartless" label definitely won't fall on his head.

What will Lucia do in the next moment?

This question has become the focus of their attention, while the demon lord fights a battle in his heart.

The two sides in the internal struggle are demons, there's no room for angels.

The one with strong words, let's call it Demon A;

The one with a slightly gentler tone, let's call it Demon B.

Demon A says:

"'Number Two Fox Spirit' dares to use titles to get closer today, and tomorrow she'll have the audacity to push further, and the day after tomorrow, she might even consider herself the mistress;

So my opinion is just two words—rejection! Even if it's just a small conspiracy about titles, we can't let her succeed."

This cold attitude, truly fitting the image of a demon in the demon lord's mind.

Meanwhile, Demon B has a gentle and steady attitude when speaking:

"Isn't it just a way of addressing? It's not a big deal."

Demon A disagrees:

"Are we really going to tolerate her like this?"

"Well, listen to me first. What I mean is, 'addressing is not an issue', worst case scenario, as a price, we can just eliminate her at the earliest opportunity when our beloved refers to her as 'Foxy No.2'!"

Upon hearing their companion's words, Demon A paused for a moment, then gave an admiring thumbs-up:

"Wow, you're even more ruthless, truly a model for our kind."

"Just a small gesture, 'Size does not equal an angel, poison-less does not equal a demon'. Women should be more ruthless towards potential female rivals!"

The argument had almost turned into a consensus. With the influence of these two potential persuaders, Lucia's attitude should logically not have been friendly.

However, judging from the subsequent results, Lucia did not directly express opposition, nor did she make any extreme moves.

She still adhered to the previous suggestion of the Holy Maiden, occasionally intervening to deter, which ultimately led her, who considered herself a "virtuous wife," to choose a more moderate approach.

She denied the Holy Maiden herself but somewhat agreed with the advice she gave.

"Freya, what do you think?"

The "ball" was passed again.

"What do I think? I'll just sit far away and watch. If conditions permit, I can even eat some melon seeds while watching."

Asking was pointless.

However, the reason Lucia did not receive an answer this time was not due to Freya's normal display of intelligence.

In fact, no one knew that Freya's previous answer was intentionally off-topic, to avoid answering a difficult dilemma.

This was not surprising; she occasionally understood the atmosphere and occasionally gave wise responses.

The probability of being intelligent was indeed extremely low, but it was not nonexistent.

The "ball" was passed back, but it did not smoothly continue to be passed in succession.

At this moment, Wang Xiaole, who had been observing the reactions of the three parties, interjected at the appropriate time:

"How about this? I have an idea, it is related to that girl and also connected to you, Xiaia."

It was not a full circle.

Regarding giving advice, Wang Xiaole could have done so from the beginning, so why did Lucy have to agonize over it until now?

The reason for waiting just a little longer was because the previous interruption and the current interruption had fundamental differences.

Giving advice at the start was considered sly, as Wang Xiaole used their own cunning personality to shut Lucy's mouth;

Giving advice now was considered a "timely rain," as it was taking the initiative to help the girl when she was in a difficult situation.

Two different timing points would trigger different emotional changes, could these two cases be the same?

"Xiaia, from now on, I will address her by that name. Do you agree?"

"My dear seems to lean towards her..."

In that instant, Lucia's expression appeared somewhat aggrieved, and her lowered eyelashes intensified her allure;

Although she did not intentionally display such an expression, the image that appeared in Wang Xiaole's eyes had a significant visual impact.

It was precisely because he saw it that he understood how to save the situation next, and the true meaning behind it was understanding.

"I mentioned this idea, which is also related to Xiaia, that is, your unusual behavior today."

Wang Xiaole vaguely guessed:

There must have been some kind of opportunity that led Lucia to change her usual attitude and face someone she originally despised with a smile even more terrifying than anger.

Naturally, this doesn't mean that Wang Xiaole thinks that the bloody battlefield is easier to accept than a harmonious atmosphere; it's just that, "Compared to this 'harmonious atmosphere' that makes my hair stand on end, a scene in chaos is still better." After all, it was only after digesting the hard things in his stomach that Wang Xiaole was able to lift his head and put on a pale face that looked like it had just recovered from a serious illness, influenced by the dark cuisine.

"Xia, you don't have to change for me. After all, I'm lazy and can't keep up with your changes," he said after locking eyes with her while picking his teeth with his tongue. "One careless, one unintelligent, one with a dangerous personality, and on top of that, possibly harassed by a sadistic M; if we stay as we are now, how bad could it be?"

"Are you saying..." Her shoulders trembled, as if her body was about to be set free. "I didn't say anything, just thinking out loud. Xia, pretend you didn't see me like that, and go ahead and do whatever you want, even though you've already decided on a nickname for Cai!"

One shouldn't force themselves for someone else, especially young girls. Instead of resisting change, it would be better to understand that Wang Xiaole is more willing to accept natural changes. It doesn't matter what the boys and girls of tomorrow will be like; in the end, the familiar faces in front of Wang Xiaole at this moment look so comforting. Maybe... this is a kind of sickness!

The pitiful boy who specially got up to make coffee to stay awake tonight, was just about to turn around when he caught a glimpse of the girl raising a cold and imposing fan, swooping towards the target he had longed to see. "Habit really is... a terrifying instinct."

The person pouring hot water into the cup shifted their gaze back to the coffee grounds.