I am the emperor of Mengwang

“Rimuru, try this, this skewer is delicious.”

On the street of Tempest, Milim held a large bag of skewers in her left hand and a skewer of fragrant meat in her right hand, and suggested to Rimuru who was strolling nearby.

Looking at the skewers that were gnawed into pieces by Milim, Rimuru's mouth twitched, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the big bag of skewers in Milim's left hand.

There are so many skewers, and you only give me the one you have eaten. Do you have the nerve to do that?

As if she sensed Rimuru’s gaze, Milim’s hands holding the skewers tightened unconsciously.

"No, these are mine, I can't give them to you."

Milim said cautiously.

Looking at Milim who was protecting her food, Rimuru held his forehead and sighed.

"Okay, I'm not interested in your skewers, so you should keep them for yourself."

“Hey, thanks, Rimuru.”

Milim said as she stuffed another skewer into her mouth.

"It fell, what happened? I didn't get anything and I had to wash it and eat a five?"

Milim asked Rimuru incoherently.

Looking at Milim with oil dripping from her mouth, Rimuru was at a loss at this moment.

"It's almost done, why are you in such a hurry?"

Rimuru immediately produced a handkerchief and gently wiped Milim's mouth.

"Look at what you're eating. Your mouth is full of oil. You can't even eat properly. You stupid girl."

After Rimuru finished wiping Milim’s hair, he rolled his eyes at her.

After hearing what Rimuru said, Milim wanted to swallow all the food in her mouth in one breath, but she knew that imagination was beautiful and reality was cruel.

Milim choked on the skewer of meat in her mouth.

“R-Rimuru, save me, save me.”

Milim asked Rimuru for help.

Seeing Milim’s face turning pale from choking on the skewer, Rimuru finally reacted.

He slapped Milim on the back.

"puff."

With this palm strike, Milim finally spat out the large piece of meat that was stuck in her throat.

Looking at the pale-faced Milim, Rimuru took out a cup of Mixue Bingcheng brand fruit drink from his stomach and handed it to Milim.

When Milim saw the fruit drink in Rimuru's hand, she grabbed it as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw and gulped it down.

"Ha, I'm saved."

Milim finished a large cup of fruit drink in one breath and let out a long sigh.

"Take it easy, you bastard. If it weren't for me, you would have been the first demon king in the world to choke to death on food."

"You're not afraid of being laughed to death."

Rimuru looked at the careless Milim and said helplessly.

"Oh my, isn't this because the skewers are just too delicious? Can't you blame me?"

Milim made a face at Rimuru, trying to fool him.

"No more snacks today. This is a lesson for you."

Rimuru snatched the skewer from Milim’s left hand and said with a serious face.

"No, no, no? Give the skewers back to them."

Milim was so angry when she saw her skewers being snatched away that she started throwing tantrums and rolling on the ground.

Seeing this scene, none of the monsters on the street felt surprised.

It’s a daily routine, and you can see Rimuru-sama scolding Milim-sama almost every day.

Rimuru looked at Milim rolling on the ground and suddenly became furious again.

"Get up, I just changed you into this outfit yesterday."

Rimuru then began his daily routine of scolding Milim.

At this time, a young man somewhere saw this scene and asked Gavilu who was standing beside him.

“How long do you think Rimuru-sama will scold Milim-sama this time?”

"It should take about two sticks of incense."

Gavilu said to Gobuta beside him with a slightly thoughtful look.

"Haha, that's a bit too small. Three incense sticks, I guess."

Gobuta had a smug look on his face.

"Bet on three packs of barbecue. Bet on that or not."

Gobuta suggested.

"I bet, Lord Rimuru usually scolds me for two incense sticks, and this time will be no exception."

Gaviru looked determined.

"Haha, you are doomed to fail."

Gobuta said confidently.

As expected, the ending was just as Gobuta had expected. Milim was scolded by Rimuru for nearly three incense sticks of time.

Today, Rimuru was really pissed off by Milim. It was already bad enough, and now he was further troubled.

At this moment, Rimuru felt a dry mouth. After scolding Milim for so long, she was almost dying of thirst.

He took out a cup of Mixue Bingcheng brand fruit tea and drank it directly from his stomach.

Milim, who was still kneeling and being punished, saw this scene, and her eyes revealed endless desire.

"Don't even think about it. You won't be given any snacks today, including milk tea."

Rimuru snorted coldly, not caring about the pitiful Milim at all, and started drinking by himself.

"Haha, I win. Gavilu, give me the barbecue now."

Gobuta said to the stunned Gavilu with an excited look on his face.

"That's unscientific. In the past, it was always two incense sticks long, why is it three today?"

Gavilu was puzzled.

"Haha, you are so ignorant! I can tell from the looks of it that you have never seen the world."

Gobuta had a look of disdain on his face.

“Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Rimuru-sama is in a bad mood today, but isn’t it asking for trouble that Milim-sama insists on getting into trouble today?”

Gobuta was fiddling with his fingers, calculating how many skewers he could get, while explaining things to the inexperienced Gavilu.

"Is it like this?"

Gavilu had a look of sudden enlightenment on his face.

At this moment, Milim could no longer resist the temptation of Rimuru's fruit tea, and with a flattering expression on her face, she came to Rimuru cautiously.

“Rimuru, will you please forgive me? I beg you.”

Looking at Milim's beauty attack, Rimuru did not waver this time and shook his head with a firm look on his face.

"At most, I can give you a massage, right?"

At the mention of the word "massage", Rimuru's face turned red with embarrassment.

"I don't know why you reacted so strongly last time. I just pressed your..."

Before Milim could finish her words, Rimuru blocked her talkative mouth with a sip of fruit tea.

Feeling the fruit tea at her lips, Milim immediately began to drink it happily.

In contrast, Rimuru is not doing so well.

At this moment, Rimuru's face was flushed with embarrassment, and his ears were red from the stimulation of Milim's words.

One day after Mo Li left, Rimuru was too tired and just lay down on the sofa to rest for a while, when he was discovered by the girl Milim.

The result is predictable. Milim volunteered to give Rimuru a massage, but who knew that Milim's massage was so improper.

Not only press the little white rabbit in front of her, but also press her back...

When Rimuru thought of his own reaction at that time, his already blushing face became even redder, and his head began to steam unconsciously.