I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

head.

It hurts.

Did whiskey turn out to be such a strong drink?

Shiraishi put his hand on his head, thinking for the first time not to drink anymore.

Snap, he snapped his fingers and said, "Let the headache caused by alcohol disappear."

"Huh?"

He put his hand on his head and found that the pain had subsided, which meant that his headache was not entirely caused by alcohol.

He touched the back of his head. Did he fall?

He added: "Let the pain caused by falling disappear."

The pain in the back of my head disappeared, but my forehead still hurt a little.

Shiraishi blinked, dared to have a drink, had a headache and did a trio?

Because the pain in his forehead was not that severe, he did not continue to use the Butterfly Transformation Technique to eliminate it. He looked at his phone and saw it was 7:45 in the morning.

It was rare that they didn't wake him up.

Probably because of drinking.

Shiraishi yawned, stood up, wrapped the quilt casually, stuffed it into the closet, picked up the mobile phone on the tatami and went outside.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he came to the restaurant. No one was there. The dishes were covered with vegetable covers on the table, and there was porridge in the rice cooker.

The porridge is still warm, and so are the vegetables. The slowly getting hotter weather makes the food less likely to get cold.

He ate breakfast alone, feeling strange.

When I ate alone in the past few months, I never felt that the table was so big or the restaurant was so wide.

There was a deserted air.

From now on, I still have to get up early and eat with them.

Shiraishi thought to himself, quickly finished his breakfast, washed the dishes, picked up his mobile phone and walked to the living room, opened the sliding door and went to the corridor.

The morning sun shines on the courtyard.

Next to the sparkling pool, there was a huge iron block standing. When the fists and feet fell, the iron shattered into pieces, floated up again, and returned to its original state.

Just because Shiraishi stops the Butterfly Transformation Technique does not mean that the objects created by the Butterfly Transformation Technique will disappear.

Turn imaginary into reality.

From the moment the iron block was born, it was already an object existing in this world.

Being able to continuously return to its original state is simply a characteristic given by Shiraishi, just like an electric eel can discharge electricity, and an iron block will continue to return to its original form before it is broken into a human form.

With this characteristic, Miyo Kiryuin can hit the iron hard and vent her inner emotions.

"Good morning, Kiryuin!"

Shiraishi raised his hand to say hello.

"Humph." The girl did not respond with a smile as usual, but turned her head, looking a bit angry.

"?" Bai Shi blinked, not knowing why he made her angry, and turned around and walked towards the back.

The courtyard is for Kiryuin's beauties to practice white fighting, and behind it is the place where Kannagi Rin practices slicing techniques.

Komori just stayed in the bedroom and meditated.

He couldn't disturb his meditation, so he could only ask Kannagi Rin if he had done anything wrong.

Miyo Kiryuin has such a good character, there is no way she has no reason to be angry with him.

…

"ha!"

Kannagi Rin let out a loud roar and swung the knife down with both hands. The can hanging on the bar shook slightly without being split.

The first move of Wanxiangshenfengliu, the tornado, is to pave the way for the second one. The tornado is to control the wind.

Mirage is to inject sharp spiritual pressure into the wind.

In this case, even if the enemy blocks the blade, his body will still be cut open by the invisible blade.

Kannagi Rin's current practice is how to cut open the can without touching it, but the progress is not going well.

She was not discouraged. She just started practicing yesterday. How could she get results today?

"Kannagi, please stop."

The shouts from the corridor made her stop swinging the knife, turned around and said, "Lord God, what can I do for you?"

Shiraishi scratched his head and said, "Kiryuin looks a little resentful towards me. Did something happen yesterday?"

"Oh, um, of course there will be resentment. Despite her careless appearance, deep down she is still an innocent girl who has never been in love before."

Kannagi Rin's words made Shiraishi feel a little bad, and there was a faint picture flashing in his mind, "What on earth did I do?"

"When you fell, you grabbed her breasts. Forget it, you still do this."

Rin Kannagi planted Raikiri on the ground, imitating what he did yesterday with his hands, making a very unsightly gesture in the movie.

If it were realistic, he would definitely be taken back to the police station for questioning.

Shiraishi was stimulated by this action and recalled the memory of being drunk last night. As if to prove that he was not drunk, he jumped deliberately, and then...

"It's really bad." Shiraishi muttered. As the memory was excavated, the completely ungraspable feeling was also transmitted from the palms to the brain, "I will never drink foreign wine again."

"Haha, Kiryuin's expression was really cute at that time. His cheeks turned red and even his eyes were red."

Kannagi Rin touched his chin with his hand, just to watch the fun and not take it too seriously, "By the way, yesterday she subconsciously punched the Lord of God, are you okay?"

"Oh, that's nothing, just keep practicing."

Shiraishi replied casually, finally understanding where his trio of headaches came from.

Oops, I can't fool him with the bullshit excuse that it was my first time touching JK.

Still apologize honestly.

Shiraishi returned to the courtyard and put on the flip-flops that he took off here yesterday, "Kiryuin, there is something about yesterday, red bean paste Smith Marseille!"

First he bowed and apologized, and then explained: "I shouldn't have drank so much, and I will never drink whiskey next time."

boom!

The iron block exploded, and Miyo Oniryuin put away her fists, her cheeks turned red, and even the sweat on her face turned a layer of light red.

She didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing. Seriously, the Lord God didn't mean it.

Don't be serious, it seems like you don't pay much attention to the first time.

After a moment of tangle in her mind, she chose to forgive and said with a smile: "Since the Lord God apologized so frankly, I will forgive you this time. Next time, drink less and don't get so drunk."

"I promise I won't drink too much."

Shiraishi quickly promised, “I usually drink one or two bottles of cold canned beer.

Unexpectedly, whiskey tastes like a drink, has the same stamina as liquor, and gives me a headache when I wake up in the morning. "

Oni Ryūin Miyu looked a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I punched you last night, why don't you hit me back."

"Oh, it's okay. The headache is caused by alcohol and has nothing to do with you."

"...I feel even more disappointed. Are my fists that weak? Okay, I want to continue training! The goal is to hurt the Lord God!"

Oniryuin Miya clenched her hands into fists and continued to practice the futile fight with great enthusiasm.

? Shiraishi felt that there was something wrong with her training goals, but seeing her full of energy, he did not correct it.

He turned back to the corridor. There were too many things to do yesterday and he couldn't take care of the short video. Today he has to think carefully about what to shoot and can't continue.

…

Ding.

The mobile phone made a crisp sound, indicating that the hunting spirit had a new order.