How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

I know that after the improvement of identification magic, it can be used to check the body, but I never knew that in addition to health, it can also be used to detect obesity.

Pooh!I am not fat at all!

That is to say, after being asked that question by my husband, I went out the door instantly with a blank mind, went back to my room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at myself in the mirror for a long time, and finally found that I seemed to be really The fatter, tighter underwear is the best evidence.

And it's not the chest that sticks out!It's the stomach!Little belly! !

how can that be! ! !

Being severely hit physically and mentally at the same time, I staggered back a few steps, and as soon as my calf gave way, I knelt and sat on the ground. The world suddenly became extremely gloomy.

That's right, in addition to the normal three meals a day, the dishes made while studying with the chef should not be wasted. Although not all of them enter my stomach, every time I try dishes, it will add extra calories to me It is normal to gain weight if you eat without enough calories.

The rational analysis is clear, but emotionally, I still can't accept this cruel fact.

That night, looking at a table of exquisite dishes, I felt for the first time what it was like not to know what to do.

Sure enough, he was floating, and he wanted to eat everything he saw, which was obviously not the case before.

I closed my eyes in pain, wanting to be blind, but those dishes did not stop seducing me, I could smell the tempting aroma seducing me every minute, no matter how much I meditated Purifying the Heart Curse, but the mouth was very honest and secreted saliva.

Sure enough, it still blew me away.

"what happened?"

My strangeness successfully attracted the attention of my husband. After dealing with it indiscriminately, I took a few mouthfuls casually, then put down the knife and fork reservedly, wiped my mouth and left the table.

"..."

What I didn't expect was that after I left, the husband actually stopped the meal and came to me with desserts that I didn't even look at.

"I don't think you have eaten anything. Are you feeling unwell?"

I forced myself to look away from the milky white cream of the cake, and replied calmly.

"It's just that I suddenly lose my appetite. Don't worry about me, sir. I'm fine."

The gentleman frowned slightly, looking dissatisfied with my answer.

"But homesick?"

I raised my head in surprise, "No, sir, why do you think so?"

"If you want to leave, I can send you back."

I was afraid that he would really send me away, so I shook my head vigorously without thinking.

"It doesn't matter where I am as long as I can stay by your side."

"Then why did you suddenly lose your appetite?"

That's because I'm trying to lose weight.

I lowered my head to hide the faint despair in my eyes, and didn't dare to tell the truth.

The gentleman looked at me for a while, then suddenly sighed.

"But these days I've left you out in the cold, are you unhappy?"

left out...

When I had ulterior motives for my husband, it was so strange to hear this word from my husband's mouth suddenly, and it was easy to think of things I shouldn't think about.

"No, no."

Seeing that there is still doubt on Mr.'s face, I can only repeat it in a firmer tone.

"Really not. Although it's a bit boring if the husband isn't here, it's also quite interesting to have a chat with everyone in the kitchen."

Oh kitchen, another sad memory.

"Very happy?"

"Yes, it's really interesting. You can hear different gossip every day."

Talking gossip with my husband unexpectedly brought me fun, and my interest was suddenly raised.

"Sir, do you know that Mr. Richard and Mrs. Fulla are a couple? But they seem to have quarreled recently. It seems that Mr. Richard has done something wrong. Every time he meets Mrs. Fulla, he doesn't give Mr. Richard a good face." , but Mr. Richard, I can often see him looking for someone to complain about..."

The chatting time passed very quickly, especially in the past few days I have been a listener. The more I listened, the more I could talk, and more than an hour passed without knowing it. When I came back to my senses, I realized When I seemed to say too much, I looked down and saw an empty plate with only a thin layer of cream residue left.

"..."

Me, when did I finish eating? !

"Patton and Hurt are half brothers, that's why you think they look alike."

When I was at a loss for this, Mr. took the empty plate from my hand very calmly, put it aside, and then naturally followed what I said just now.

"In fact, their mother is also a half-sister, and as far as I know, they have a good relationship."

Is this such a mess?

Hearing what Mr. said, I suddenly remembered some little yellow mosquitoes I saw in my previous life, and then I became curious...

"Sir, are succubi real?"

I have the saying of succubi in my two life memories, but I have never seen the same thing with my own eyes. Unlike the previous life, the succubus in this world seems to be a more terrifying existence. No one I have ever met None of the exceptions survived, and most of the others were afraid when they mentioned it, but there were very few ambiguous remarks.

Wait, how did other people know about succubi?

"It exists, and you saw it yesterday."

The gentleman nodded, and said something that shocked me in a calm tone.

"Olivia is, I thought you already knew."

"No! I've never heard of such a thing!"

I approached my husband with a gossipy face, covered my mouth with the back of my hand and asked in a low voice, "Are those rumors true? Is it because the succubus will... kill the prey?"

The husband looked at me with raised eyebrows, and he didn't speak until I felt guilty.

"I don't know when you became interested in these things."

I laughed twice, and said awkwardly.

"Curious, Miss Shelley's impression on me is much different from that of the Succubus."

Shelley is Olivia's surname. Since the relationship between the two of us is still very tense, we don't have a good face when we meet by accident in private. It makes me more comfortable to use the surname rather than the first name directly. Olivia probably felt the same way.

"It seems that you have a good impression of her."

Obviously, Mr. understood what I meant, and there was a little more smile in his tone when he spoke again.

"Don't look at her like this now, it's just that she is restrained because she is in the Demon King's City."

Without refuting what I said earlier...is that true?

My heart skipped a beat, and I rationally didn't pursue it further.

As much as I hate to admit it, I was definitely relieved by it.

It's not that I look down on anyone, it's just that according to my understanding of my husband, he doesn't like women with corrupt private lives.

Perhaps it was precisely because of knowing this that Olivia restrained herself in front of her husband, pretending to be an innocent girl and acting like a baby to him, in exchange for more attention.

Thinking deeper... Olivia would choose this character to disguise, is it because she knows that her husband likes this one, so she did so?

Rationally, I know that I probably think too much, but the emotional side still makes me unable to stop thinking along this line of thought.

Speaking of which, Olivia and I have a lot of similarities in personality...

Once again I was immersed in my own world, and for a while I forgot the existence of Mr., but when he got up, I also discovered it immediately. Inevitably, I was angry and regretted in my heart.

You shouldn't ignore Mr.

"It's late, you have a good rest, don't lose your appetite like today."

"...Yes..."

No matter how much I don't want him to leave, I have no reason to keep Mr., I can only watch his figure disappear behind the door with reluctant eyes.

The room without Mr. was quiet all of a sudden, it was brightly lit, but it was so quiet and frightening, only the faint fragrance wafting in the air could make me feel a little bit at ease.

After a while, I retracted my gaze, lowered my eyes slightly, and sat in the original gentleman's position. Perhaps it was my illusion. With my palms on the cushion, I could vaguely feel the warmth left by my husband.

"Good night, sir."

In order not to worry my husband, I resumed my normal food intake the next day, and continued to run in the kitchen. Relatively, I also spent more time and energy on exercising and losing weight, of course behind my back.

I don't intend to let my husband know this, there is no need for him to worry about me because of some trivial matters, so even if I say it clearly, I will definitely get more attention, so I keep my mouth tightly shut.

Well... Olivia and I still have differences.

At the same time, the gossip content in the kitchen has also made a qualitative leap.

"Should it be tomorrow?"

"If there is no accident, it will be tomorrow."

"Hey, I didn't expect today to be the last day. I'm going back so soon. I'm really sad."

"If I can, I really don't want to leave, and I don't know if I can be so lucky next time..."

"Leave what? What are you talking about?"

I was confused, and even though I was quite familiar with it, I still often couldn't understand what they were playing.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, staring at me hesitantly.

"Don't you know yet?"

Seeing them like this, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

"what do you know?"

"Tomorrow, the brave will arrive at the Demon King's City." The Demon Race closest to me said every word, "Today will be our last day of work, and you won't be able to see us tomorrow."

The unexpected answer stunned me for a moment, and then I stuttered as I digested the news.

"The brave man is here, are you going to leave?"

"If I could, I wouldn't want to leave, but Lord Demon King—" The red-haired young Demon Race looked resentful, but finally replaced the unfinished words with a long sigh.

They seem to have become accustomed to this arrangement, which makes me more and more puzzled.

Was it like this before?

"That's right." Another demon said, "Actually, the Lord Demon King doesn't stay in the Demon King City very often. He only comes back when the brave comes. When the brave man leaves, the Lord Demon King will leave too. There is no need for us to Stay any longer."

"The only shortcoming of this job is that the time is too short, and there is a deadline." The Demon Race next to him continued his words: "The Lord Demon King will conduct a selection on the day he returns. Not only must you have outstanding ability, but you must also have enough luck. Only then can it be possible to be selected, otherwise there is no way to select all the servants so quickly."

That's why I said I don't know if I can be so lucky next time.

"I, I thought you were working here..."

The red-haired demon shook his head, "It was my first time, but my father was selected twice in a row."

As he said that, he finally had a little more smile in his tone.