"Bor"

The old man interrupted the monster's narrative.

Although it feels quite novel to hear a monster telling about his past, the old man still has many questions to ask.

I can only temporarily interrupt the monster's interest.

"Since you've been there all the time, why haven't I seen you before?"

The old man was very confused.

"Who knows?"

The worm rolled his eyes.

"Who knows why you suddenly saw me?"

"Also scared-" I was so excited.

The worm swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

It's a bit embarrassing to say it.

......

"Yeah?"

The old man murmured, "I don't know."

Then the old man smiled, "Is this a death gift from God to me?"

The last moment revealed the other side of the world before him.

It turns out that there are really monsters in the world.

The so-called strange and strange talk is not just imagination.

The old man felt his heart beating a little fast.

He stroked his chest.

I am old and my heart beats too fast.

He suddenly thought of something and his brows frowned slightly.

"Cord-"

"Are you... eating a book just now?"

"Um."

Seeing that the old man looked wrong, he felt uncomfortable for a moment. After so many years, he naturally knew how much this human cared for books, but then he became more righteous, "I was originally a book eater."

It is a worm, and worms are the ones that eat books.

This is its nature.

...

It’s not that the old man doesn’t understand the meaning of the monster.

He is not that pedantic, and he must change the predator to herbivore.

But, eating books...

"Any book is OK?"

The old man murmured, as if he was asking questions or talking to himself.

"That......"

"As long as it's paper?"

The old man's eyes lit up.

"Is newspaper OK?"

The old man immediately went to the cashier next to him to get a newspaper, his steps were rushing and his movements were quite neat.

"Here, is this kind of newspaper OK?"

"It's similar to a book, all with words printed on paper."

"You should be able to eat it, right?"

The old man was a little excited.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his sudden whim was very reliable.

Books are for reading, and good books must be preserved for a long time.

But newspapers are different.

News in the newspaper has lost its time limit today.

He would cut the piece of news he was particularly concerned about from the newspaper and paste it on the notebook.

As for the remaining newspapers, he will accumulate a certain amount of them to sell them to the people who receive the newspapers.

If a monster can eat newspapers, he will not sell those newspapers.

All are left for monsters to eat.

......

newspaper?

The worm stared at the newspapers raised before it by the human beings in front of him, and was no stranger to this thing.

It has seen this.

This human was holding it and watching it every morning.

It's okay to eat...

It just tastes less delicious than books.

There are so many books here, why does it eat newspapers?

However, it didn't know what would this human being do to it if it continued to eat books?

Will you drive it away?

Or did it be solved directly?

......

"Can you eat it?"

The old man looked at the beetle with a little earnestness.

The worm silently looked at the human in front of him for a while.

I couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

It seems that the human face was not like this not long ago, without so many wrinkles.

Time is really particularly obvious in humans.

It was inexplicably emotional.

Then, it nodded.

The demon was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

Now I will deal with this human being first, and at most it will secretly improve its food itself.

This human will not be in the store all the time.

With so many books, it will not be discovered even if it picks a few books and eats a few horns.

......

"Very good."

The old man didn't know that the monster was beating Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

He was happy that monsters could coexist with this bookstore.

If a monster can only eat books, then it is not suitable for staying in a bookstore.

...

After that day, the old man reached a consensus with the worm and initially established a friendly relationship.

This relationship gradually deepens in the coming time.

The worm began to get used to appearing in the old man's field of vision.

Because the old man is always looking for it.

Although the old man did not act too exaggeratedly, how could he be really calm when he saw the monster with his own eyes?

Even for a long time, the elderly have a feeling of innocence.
To be continued...