The night before the sun was shining, the sun was shining.

It was pitch black inside the Yajeng Hall, and Qin Yu's heart suddenly became uneasy.

Who knows what the woman who has engraved the crumbs into her bones is planning, and she called him to the Yajeng Hall in the middle of the night...

"Uh, Shenzi sister, are you there?"

The voice echoed in the dark hall, and there was no reply for a long time.

"Oh, cute brother, you are finally here! Now, come to your sister immediately, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Following the direction of the voice, Qin Yu walked to the editor-in-chief's office. The door was closed and there was no light.

Is it really as he thought?

But... it's a bit too relaxed, or should I take off some clothes?

With the experience from last time, it's better to be safe this time!

Slowly opening the door of the room, Qin Yu did not see the Son of God in the faint moonlight, and gently closed the door. The next moment, the room suddenly became bright, and the Son of God and the people of Yaedang appeared from all over, shouting:

"Qin Yu, congratulations on becoming a member of our Yaedang!"

Sure enough, Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He already knew the Son of God and knew that no matter how provocative the woman in front of him said, no matter how she teased you, she always adhered to one principle.

Ten thousand grasses passed by, but not a single leaf touched you.

At the same time, I was also glad that if I had made a wrong judgment just now, I would not have the face to stay in Inazuma from now on.

It can be called social death!

The first two volumes of "The Cook's Battle Adventure" achieved quite good results. Tonight is a celebration party, and it is also a welcome party for Qin Yu to become a member of Yaedang.

For this new talent with great potential, the editors and writers who have worked with Qin Yu all have high hopes for him.

People who have been suppressed for a long time can relax tonight. After a long time, the voices gradually subsided. Obviously, everyone has left or gone to bed.

Sitting on the steps of the courtyard, Qin Yu took a jar of sake and drank alone under the moon.

He is not averse to crowded and lively occasions, but prefers quietness.

He noticed the rhythmic footsteps behind him and knew who it was. "Why, you are not sleeping yet?"

The beautiful figure sat down beside him and looked at the clear night sky like Qin Yu.

Turning his head, he saw a perfect and delicate profile, holding his cheek and saying nothing.

The Son of God tonight seemed a little different from what he usually saw. A soft sigh came into his ears, and Qin Yu smiled and said, "What's wrong with Sister Shenzi? It's a little different from you!"

"..."

Suddenly, I felt a weight on my shoulder, and my face felt a slight itch, and my body tensed up unconsciously.

She actually leaned her head on my shoulder?

Alas!

This Son of God... is a little bit wrong!

"Can... let me lean on it for a while?"

It seemed a little embarrassed, and it seemed like he was begging. The Son of God's voice was not loud, but Qin Yu's heart trembled when he heard it.

"Of course, you can use it anytime you want."

"Slippery tongue."

Please, what should I say at this time?

I kept thinking in my mind, and even thought of some exciting scenes, but I didn't know what to say at this time!

"Well... I have lived for hundreds of years. Do you think I am just an old woman?"

"This is what people often say, happiness turns to sorrow, right? This should be the first time I share my story with you." Qin Yu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated when he noticed the cold little hand of the Son of God on his knee.

Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound in his mind, but he didn't hear it at all, because Qin Yu was concentrating on listening to the Son of God's sad and nostalgic muttering to himself.

"When I was a child, before I turned into a human form, everyone was still here. The straightforward and smart Shin, Shin's sister, the silly and cute Ying, Chiyo, Yuri, and the most powerful monster in the history of our fox clan, Kitsune Saigū."

"Thinking about it now, I was so happy at that time! However, separation seems to be the eternity of time. Five hundred years ago, Shin, the first generation of Thunder God, died in that war, and Ying succeeded him as Thunder God."

"Then Yuri Sasa, Chiyo, Kitsune Saigū, they left one after another, and now only Ying and I are still in this world."

"Before this, Shin and Ying had completely different understandings of eternity. Afterwards, perhaps because they left one after another, Ying's pursuit of eternity became more... paranoid."

"Closed his heart and made a...

...Trusteeship, or, um, or it can be understood as a substitute-like existence, managing Inazuma for her, pursuing eternity. "

After a brief thought, Qin Yu asked again: "The one I met before should be that substitute, right?"

"Alas, sometimes when I think about it, I am really helpless! The last time we chatted like this under the moonlight, they were still there. "

The sadness and nostalgia in the words can be heard from the mood of the son of God at the moment.

The son of God stood up and stretched comfortably. The modified shrine maiden costume set off her curvy curves, adding a bit of light and dark beauty under the moonlight.

"Little guy, thank you for listening to your sister's words." The son of God leaned over, holding Qin Yu's cheek with a pair of cold and tender hands, and looking at the pair of clear eyes with eyes like autumn water.

"What kind of existence are you? I don't know why I told you this. What special skills do you have that can impress me? "

"Heh, it's really strange~"

At such a close distance, Qin Yu found that there was no flaw on this face, especially the rosy lips. She wouldn't... do that the next moment, would she?

"You are not big, but you think a lot."

Standing up, he walked straight out of the Yae-do, leaving Qin Yu disheveled in the wind.

Is that all?

Women's thoughts... are so hard to guess!

"I will go back to Yingxiangshan by myself, you don't have to send me off."

The voice floated from the corridor. Qin Yu sighed, raised his head and took a sip of sake. When he saw the figure standing on the roof not far away, he was choked and coughed.

The clouds passed, covering the moon.

The Son of God walked on the empty street, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. She found it difficult to understand such a feeling. What kind of existence was that little guy to her?

Things in the world are like this. Maybe we should just let it go?

"Well, living longer is always good, don't you think, Kitsai Palace? "

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