Tak, tak.
This is the sound of peas being chewed by teeth.
After a momentary escape, as if escaping from a colorful hideout, the room welcomed its only visitor of the day.
Now, as Wang's left hand moves up and down, weighing the handful of peas in his palm;
his right hand is used to support his tilted head, the right side of his face touching the open palm;
If you don't consider his current mood, he looks quite carefree.
"Well, do you think people are complicated and sometimes unreasonable?" Wang said to the girl who was also in the room.
The girl is not Cai, but a harpy who seems to have "coincidentally" appeared shortly after Cai left the room, nicknamed "Little Harpy".
Wang knew that Little Harpy appeared here because she must have overheard his conversation with Cai.
Whether intentional or unintentional, it doesn't matter.
Because when Cai left, she did not run into Little Harpy, which is enough to show:
Not long ago, the latter was eavesdropping on the conversation in the room;
Since it was eavesdropping, then it doesn't matter how much difference it makes whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Currently, Wang doesn't understand the purpose of Little Harpy coming over, but he can tell that she hasn't eaten much.
After spending so many years together, the boss should understand the subordinates' appetite needs, so he took out the leftover peas from dinner.
When Wang is feeding her in the way she likes, he wouldn't explicitly mention it;
But as long as Little Harpy looks at the raised wrist, she can accurately predict the next move.
When a pea is projected, Little Harpy would leap up with her legs close together, opening her mouth in mid-air and swallowing the pea in one gulp.
When it's time to return to the ground, her wings would flutter a few times, stabilizing her body back on the ground.
The roles played by both feeding parties are similar to that of a feeder and a pigeon.
Back to the original question:
Wang seemed a bit sentimental since earlier;
He even specifically asked a philosophical question that he never paid attention to before, to let Little Harpy, who isn't particularly intelligent, answer it.
"I mean, boss, you're also a human, why don't you understand people?," she said.
"Understand? Hmph, I used to think I understood enough, but now I suddenly realize I still don't understand enough..." Wang replied.
"Boss, can you speak human language? The last sentence was even harder to understand than the language of the demon clan," she retorted.
"Alright, alright. In my usual style... I found that I can't understand that stupid woman, don't know what she's thinking!" Wang said.
Little Harpy knows exactly who the "stupid woman" is;
And because of the eavesdropping, she also knows what the two people who were in the room were arguing about.
Little Harpy has a high emotional intelligence and when faced with an unanswerable question, she will change her thinking.
For example, in the next second, she might say to the boss:
"What's the point of knowing the other person's thoughts? Do we really have to know?"
If they hadn't known each other for a long time, Wang would have misunderstood Little Harpy's words just now.
But in fact, because they are family members in a group, Wang can understand the implicit meaning behind those words after thinking for a moment.
"I don't need to know their thoughts... Does that mean I shouldn't care about the process and only focus on the result?" Little Harpy didn't admit this interpretation, nor did she deny it.
So, Wang began to interpret things according to his own convenience.
He suddenly realized:
"Eagle, you were right. Although I am a human, achieving a goal doesn't always have to be done in a human way."
Wang carefully considered:
Using a human-style approach can't solve the current challenges;
Since this approach doesn't work, why not think in reverse and adopt the habits of the demon race to accomplish the goal?
If it were a human dealing with matters of the heart, in most cases, they would take into account the other person's feelings and respect their will to some extent;
The demon race is different, they value results over the process, viewing the result as everything.
Forcing a melon to ripen won't make it sweet - using this popular saying here, Wang doesn't know if it's appropriate.
But this saying does reflect the difference between humans and the demon race.
Humans may not like to force others, meaning they wouldn't forcefully pick the "melon";
But for the demon race:
"No matter if it's a sweet melon or a bitter melon, as long as it can be eaten, it's worth picking!"
Applying this thinking to the matter of Color, a plan emerged in the person's mind.
At this point, Wang finally understood what he needed to do!
Although the two had initially agreed on the promise of "bringing Color back in five days and then letting her go," does everything truly end when that promise is fulfilled?
Certainly not. As Wang raised his mouth, he thought of the next step in his actions:
Color was supposed to return to the village tomorrow, right?
At that time, all he had to do was follow her, not waiting for her to completely leave his line of sight, and act like a mountain bandit, forcefully bringing her up the mountain. The most difficult problem would be solved.
Color believed Wang was a reasonable person, and this assessment wasn't wrong;
But Color didn't know that being reasonable and being stubborn were two different concepts!
Under the influence of the excitement that could be perceived with just one look, Wang flicked his wrist and scattered all the peas he was holding in his palm.
Eagle wouldn't stand by and let the delicious food go to waste. With a swift movement of her wings and a flutter of her feathers, she protected all the peas;
When the peas were no longer in danger of falling on the ground, Eagle had ample room to tilt her two wings sequentially and pour the peas from her feathers into her mouth.
"Chew, chew, gulp!"
Wang didn't understand the intention behind the female demon's sudden arrival;
If it was just for a meal, it really wasn't necessary to come at a time when it was almost time to sleep.
To prevent Eagle from leaving after finishing her meal, Wang chose the moment when she had just finished chewing and unexpectedly moved his lips:
"Ever since that silly girl appeared, you've been coming to me more frequently... How do you explain that?"
"How would you like me to explain, boss?"
That pair of hawk-like eyes penetrated through, unafraid and unyielding, meeting Wang's gaze with equal dominance.
"Eagle, do you like me or not? Choose one of the two answers I provide, and that will be the explanation in Eagle's eyes."
Wang was not a clueless person, and he understood the psychology of the opposite sex;
The reason he raised this doubt now, purely because his thoughts were naive.
Before today, or perhaps half an hour ago, Wang hadn't thought of one possibility - that a demon could fall in love with a human!
Throughout the history of the mainland, no one has ever heard of the story:
Where a demon had a favorable impression towards humans, and vice versa;
Whether one fell in love first or it was merely unrequited love, it was an unimaginable fantasy.
It was precisely because of this preconceived notion that the King misinterpreted the hints and implications from Xiao Ying over the years, attributing them to other meanings;
Now, looking back, it was not difficult for him to discover certain signs from the past;
For example, Xiao Ying was the demon who understood him the most in the team, their relationship being the closest compared to the other subordinates;
For example, a few years ago, Xiao Ying patiently inquired about his interests and hobbies, and a few days later, they found many common topics to talk about...
"Does Xiao Ying like me or not?"
Second time.
It was repeated because the other party was reluctant to speak up, so the same words were reiterated for the second time.
In such proximity, Xiao Ying couldn't avoid it this time, and could only give a straightforward and accurate answer instead of ambiguously hiding the past.
In fact, this was a good opportunity for Xiao Ying.
There had been better opportunities for confession in the past, but at that time, Xiao Ying hesitated, regretfully letting those chances slip away right before her eyes;
And then came Cai Shan, which Xiao Ying considered as a typical irony:
After all, the human girl she kindly brought to the mountain managed to accomplish in just a few days what she couldn't in several years;
This was a classic case of "indulging the rival in love"!
The opportunity before Xiao Ying now seemed like a gift from heaven, allowing her to compete with Cai on equal grounds.
Later on, as long as she confessed her feelings sincerely, their relationship could evolve into a triangle;
Or even better, taking advantage of the absence of her rival, she could occupy an important position in the King's heart.
All Xiao Ying had to do was to approach a bit closer in a few seconds, and wrap the target tightly with her gentle wings.
In fact, she did exactly that afterwards;
The delicacy of the wings surpassed that of human hands, easily enveloping the King in a soft embrace.
The King froze for a moment, still contemplating what to do next, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead.
Peck, thud!
Now he finally understood the feeling when Cai knocked on his forehead;
Because in the previous instant, his forehead had also felt the pain, the sensation coming from above.
Xiao Ying knew exactly what she had just done, which was nothing remarkable, at most just pecking the other party.
As she used pain to make the other party's senses become even clearer, Xiao Ying's voice grew louder:
"I like you, Senior? Impossible, you're overthinking it!"
Turning facts into lies, using deceit to tell the person she liked, this was Xiao Ying's final choice.
Different from Cai's evasive and insecure attitude, Xiao Ying was not someone who liked to be modest in matters of love;
It was just that she had to admit, it was because of their ten years of interaction that Xiao Ying understood even better than the King himself:
He simply didn't like her!
Xiao Ying understood reality too well, and it was precisely for this reason that three days ago, she shared the inspiration for the maid costume with Cai.
On that evening three days ago, when she muttered to herself on the tree, saying "You are more suitable than me," it was actually an indirect expression of approval.
What was acknowledged was not something like "destiny", which demons were least likely to accept.
Unfortunately, even if we deny everything else, the will of the person we like cannot be selectively ignored.