The cold wind brushed across their faces; the early winter in the Northern Territory had already begun to chill to the bone.
"What do you want to eat today? I'll cook for you, Ayu."
"You," the Red Demon lord said, setting down the book in hand with a smile as he turned his head, "can't call me Xiaoyu anymore."
"I like it, okay?"
Although the two had been together for nearly a century, they sometimes still shared those sweet little intimacies characteristic of young couples. Although the spider was a deadly poison in the eyes of others, she was just an especially lively young woman in front of the Red Demon.
"Okay, okay," the Red Demon said, indulgently pinching her ear, "I haven't had tomato and egg for a long time."
"Alright, hubby," the venomous spider tied on her apron as she walked to the fridge to get the eggs: "There's half a bottle of milk left here, drink it up quick before it goes bad."
"I know, I know."
