Love Purification Agreement

Little Finger was slightly startled, then turned to look at the exquisite cover, which read,

"Painting: Ice Cream Jelly"

"Script: Pingxi"

It turned its head and glanced at the coin pendant hanging on Anle's schoolbag next to it. There were four coins tied together, each with a word engraved on it.

"Peace and Joy"

Little Thumb spit out his tongue and muttered,

"So that's how it is. No wonder. I was wondering if you, a filthy demon king, were still pretending to be innocent and shy when you saw something like this. After all, you produced this food yourself."

After saying that, it turned the book to the first page with great interest and began to read it carefully again.

"Don't say it anymore. Even though no one knew about it at the time, I still felt really embarrassed, especially since Xiao Huan was there."

Anle covered her face, her watery eyes glanced at her little finger from between her fingers, and then explained,

"I used to visit a forum called 'Changganli', which was full of like-minded people who often created works about 'childhood sweethearts', such as novels, short comics, etc.

"I had written quite a few articles there at the time and was quite famous. Then the teacher asked me if I wanted to create a work together to participate in the Linmen exhibition or something like that."

The little finger blinked and said "whoosh".

"I didn't see their contact information on your plane."

Anle smiled helplessly, looked at Little Finger and explained,

“At that time, I didn’t even have a plane, so I kept in touch with people on the forum.

"We haven't been in touch for a long time. After all, I was still young at the time. When she found out my age, she was scared and thought she had led me astray and would be arrested by the police.

"That teacher has now landed a job and is now a well-known illustrator in the industry. I think his stage name is 'Sweet Parfait' or something like that."

Little Finger didn't care about any of this, but he felt that the other party was most likely a heavy otaku like Anle, who was addicted to the "childhood sweetheart" attribute.

"Little Finger, please help me get the comb. It's right in front of the mirror."

The little finger glanced in the direction of the mirror, disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in front of the mirror again.

He wrapped the comb around his neck and returned to Anle's shoulders.

"Here."

But this operation frightened Anle. She opened her mouth in surprise and said,

"Little Thumb, can you teleport?!"

"Huh? It took you so long to realize this? As long as I don't stray too far from you, I can move around freely, and I can choose to let others see me."

Little Finger had a look of surprise on his face, threw the comb into her hand, and instantly appeared in front of the notebook.

"I've experimented, and I can move freely within a 15-meter radius around you."

“Is that so?”

Little Finger smiled proudly when he heard this and said to Anle,

"Huh, I'm the smartest little finger. This is my unique ability."

"awesome."

Anle smiled slightly and gave praise without hesitation.

Little Finger was secretly happy, but he didn't show it on his face at all.

Instead, he snorted and complained while looking at the plot in the book.

"Hey, you know what, this plot is quite interesting. The little girl is quite imaginative for XX."

"I told you not to say it."

The book tells the story of a female pharmacist who resigned from her job in a big city and was forced to return to her hometown, where she met her childhood sweetheart.

The heroine, who was originally disheartened and depressed by the blows of life, was healed by the hero, and escaped from the anxiety and internal friction of the big city. She also developed a strange feeling for her childhood sweetheart.

Just when she was about to get away from the shadow of the past, ready to start a new life and cultivate feelings for her childhood sweetheart, the heroine accidentally saw other women in the town confessing their love to their childhood sweethearts.

Although her childhood sweetheart said he would think about it, the heroine felt despair that her white moonlight had been taken away from her.

So, in order to prevent her beloved childhood sweetheart from being taken away, the heroine used her professional knowledge to prepare a potion that would make others happy, trying to keep her childhood sweetheart in this way.

Unexpectedly, because of this potion, they both fell into an inescapable happy purgatory.

Little Finger read the ending narration of the book like a storyteller, closed the last page of the book, and then looked at Anle next to him.

But the girl's face was already red, and she buried her head in the pillow, with only a pair of moist eyes looking at the little finger.

"Oh, no. Don't read it anymore."

Little Thumb shook his tail and asked in confusion,

"No, sister. Don't you know how to get Yan Huan? If you just replicate the steps in it, you will be very popular now."

"What are you talking about, Littlefinger! This is just a fictional story. Have you become like Spencer, unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality?"

Little Finger rolled his eyes at her and muttered,

"Sometimes I really wish you could learn from that Spencer. He might not have the brains, but he's got way more courage than you. When you went to the student union office, he could make you hesitate for two months with just a casual word."

When this was mentioned, Anle's eyes lit up and he said,

"So, didn't Spencer say he would help me?"

"Haha, it's better to rely on yourself than on others, don't you understand? And ask yourself, after you two met, Yan Huan didn't show any special feelings for you, right? At most, we're just friends."

Little Finger clicked his tongue and continued,

"But that Sakuramiya Hitomi is just singing the same tune with him, husband and wife follow suit. And today, some fair-skinned and beautiful idol pops up. Oh my god, everyone is better than you, are you going to compete with them?"

These ordinary girls in this world are nothing, what is more terrifying is Ye Shiyu who has the index finger on her.

Facing Ye Shiyu, Little Finger didn't know how to win.

I advised Anle to find someone else he liked, but he refused.

Although it is true that Little Finger also noticed that the aura on Yan Huan was extremely fragrant.

When Yan Huan reached that station, a notebook was unfolded. No wonder the index finger was also aimed at him.

However, even though your index finger is powerful, my little finger is no ordinary one either.

Anle was also silenced by Little Finger's words.

Xiao Huan is still the same as before, very nice to me, often coming to see me in class and sending me messages about plane.

And Anle could also sense that Yan Huan deliberately leaked the news about her childhood sweetheart.

Therefore, during this period, even though he and the "notorious" Spencer formed a comic book club, no one else mocked him.

Even if it's just on the surface.

Anle understood that all this originated from the word "childhood sweethearts", but that was all.

Closer than friends, but not quite lovers.

Such a relationship.

She had just said that she would be satisfied as long as she could recognize Xiao Huan.

As for whether he likes me or not, it is his choice and I will not force him.

As a result, now that things have really turned out like this, Anle's heart has become greedy and he wants to go further.

自己

Actually, I want it.

Did you get Xiao Huan’s?

"Empty, empty, empty~"

As Anle pursed her lips and questioned her purpose in her heart, Xiaozhi almost instantly noticed the change in her desire.

A thick shadow was cast, and the pink heart-shaped pattern behind the little finger suddenly became brighter.

It stuck out its tongue, pretending to be unaware, and said,

"Well, never mind. Just let it be. I won't say much. Just do your best.

"But after seeing your notebook, I got some inspiration and want to experiment with something. Do you have any black tea at home? Bring me a cup."

Anle came back to his senses, looked at the white snake in front of him, and asked,

"Hey? Black tea? I don't think we have any black tea, Pu'er, at home. Is that okay?"

"Well, actually, any liquid will do. Black tea is just a little more effective."

"That's it"

Anle nodded and brought a cup of hot water.

Little Finger opened his snake fangs and bit the edge of the cup.

A drop of pink illusory liquid fell into the wall of the cup and then disappeared without a trace.

Little Finger looked at the liquid in the cup and muttered,

"Well, it actually worked."

"Did it work? Is this any use?"

Little Finger pretended to glance at Anle next to him and said,

"It's useless. For example, if you give it to your parents, their relationship will improve. Maybe you'll have a younger brother or sister."

"Isn't this from my book?"

Little Finger yawned, nodded as if he was very sleepy, and then said,

"It's just a test product anyway, as long as it succeeds. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll rest first. You can handle this thing yourself."

"Huh? Oh"

The little finger disappeared in an instant, as if it didn't exist.

Anle was left alone looking at the hot water in front of her, which remained in its usual state. After a moment of silence, she took the cup and walked towards the bathroom outside the room, as if she was going to pour it out.

"Click~"

The door of the boudoir opened, and the gecko locked in the box stared at its owner cutely as he left the room.

But not long after, the owner walked back to the room hesitantly and stealthily, and put the cup back next to the notebook on the table.

The transparent liquid in the cup shook slightly, not a drop more, not a drop less.

The light coming through the house magnified the words "Pleasure Purgatory" in the title of the notebook next to it.

In a luxury house in Jinghe District.

"Nara, do you think our house has a basement?"

"?"

Nara, who was unpacking the monitor, was slightly startled. He turned to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was wearing a nightgown on the big bed, and blinked.

"Why do you suddenly ask this, Miss Sakuramiya?"

"Just curious."

Sakuramiya Hitomi lay on her side in the bedding, reading a book with relish in the light of the bedside lamp.

This made Nara even more curious.

Miss Sakuramiya studies very hard, but this state doesn't look like she is studying at all, right?

What are you looking at?

Nara quickly put down the surveillance camera in his hand and walked to the head of the bed.

He looked at the reading material in her hand curiously, but just after reading a title, Nara's face darkened.

"What are you looking at?!"

"what?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi sat up, glanced at the work in her hands, and said to Nara,