I, the Able Angel, Courier and Kamen Rider

An ordinary job, noisy companions, Longmen, this is everything about her now.

As for the noisy companion, although it seems to refer to the people in the same group as her in Penguin Logistics, but more often than not, the start of the noise is more because the energy angel started with a smirk and turned Texas The low pressure and dull aura that came with him was swept away.

That's right, Angel, an optimist, has always been a noisy person in the eyes of Texas, but how to say it?

It was noisy, but she didn't dislike it.

In fact, even when he came over to chat with her whenever he had free time, and whispered in her ear, Texas never had an offensive attitude, she just didn't know how to respond to the other party's mood.

However......

Seeing the two angels arguing to decide the winner with the taste of apple pie and who will play the role of sister, Texas still covered his face with a bit of brain pain.

"The level of noise has increased."

I don't understand, Texas really doesn't understand.

So, what is there to argue about?

After all, you two are actually one person in a sense, right? !

But in all fairness, it's kind of funny to see two angels arguing with each other like they're looking in a mirror.

After much deliberation, he couldn't think of a good way to resolve the dispute between the two, and Texas, who could perfectly resolve the conflict between them, finally just shook his head helplessly and let the two angels play freely.

After all, Croissant sitting next to her is obviously not such a smart Yazi. At most, her IQ goes up when she is a small vendor fooling passers-by to buy her weird little commodities, showing the face of a profiteer.

You expect her to do this kind of brain work, it is better to let the angel fight with the heavy operator with bare hands.

Moreover, there is no danger in a duel by baking an apple pie. It is similar to a duel with a card game. And the case of injury.

"Texas."

"Ok?"

"I'm thinking about one thing, since we exist in the parallel world, what will we look like there?"

Looking away from the two girls in the kitchen who were in one body, Croissant, who rested his hands on the back of his head, squinted at Texas who was sitting not far from her.

"Who knows, but as far as I am concerned, it doesn't matter. The other party is just another person who looks similar to me, but seems to be wrong. I am me, she is her, there is no comparison between the two parties."

Dexas, who was asked like this, shook his ears, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Even if the same seed grows in a cold snow environment or a warm greenhouse, the taste of the final fruit will produce different results, and this is the same for humans.

It's just that Texas in that world must, must be living happily.

It would be nice to have a world without wars, without Originium disease, and without discrimination.

When her thoughts flowed here, De Texas raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but her expression quickly returned to her usual indifferent look. Neither Croissant nor De Texas herself could notice the instant Gone smile.

......

What is the impression of the Lateran people?

Follow the dogma and live a rigid and stubborn life day after day, or a country with a complete religious system, which is rare in the entire Terra, monopolizes the circulation of guns, and is good at physically purifying everything. The rain of bullets brings the angel of salvation?

No, that's just part of it.

And to speak of Rutland's trite words, it's not always true.

At least those who have been in contact with energy angels will start to wonder if there is something wrong with the world's inherent impression of the Lateran people. Lateran may not be as old-fashioned as the world imagines... maybe .

However, in addition to the above impressions, there is one more thing that is well known.

Laterans are good at making desserts.

According to an operator from Lateran in Rhodes Island, even if he can only make twenty-five kinds of desserts, he is considered an unqualified Lateran.Although there are suspicions of self-effacement, it is undeniable that this group of shining angels is really good at this. At least in the city of Longmen, there are many cake shops that employ people from Rutland.

Seeing the apple pie served by the two in exactly the same appearance, even with the same aroma, Texas and Croissant, who were sitting on the sofa in charge of this "apple party showdown across the world", just looked at each other, and then Helplessly sighed, to be honest, the two of them had no idea where to start complaining.

And in order to prevent cheating, there was no mark on the apple pies, and Texas and Croissants both turned around when they were served, and they had no idea who baked the two apple pies. The only ones who can be distinguished are probably the only two players in this game. Those two can be angels, right?

However, after putting two sliced ​​apple pies into their mouths and feeling the sweet taste of the apple filling spread between their lips and teeth, Texas and Croissant, under the expectant gaze of the two angels, They were silent for a long while.

Then they closed their eyes together and shook their heads.

"So, how are we doing?"

"Yeah, just tell me if you have any questions, but I still have confidence in my craft."

Facing the two referees whose reactions seemed inexplicable, the energy angels couldn't help asking curiously.

"Let me just ask, have you ever tasted each other's apple pie before serving it?"

"Of course not, what's the matter?"

"To be honest, I really can't tell the difference with this taste. It's not a question of appearance, but a joke made by 'God', making me mistakenly think that these two pieces of apple pie are the same person. do it."

That being said, isn't this f---ing made by the "same person"?

Seeing the two talented angels who turned from being stupefied to stunned, they rolled up their sleeves and took out their guns, ready to go to the training ground under the building to compete in shooting skills, Texas hurriedly stopped them. two.

She always felt that she had to follow this rhythm, and it was estimated that she would compete in fighting skills, and then the subtle unfolding of the one she knew was punched down by her in the parallel world.

"Leave aside the question of 'sisters' for now, I have a better proposal than this endless competition."

Walking to the middle of the two angels, Texas, who separated them to the left and right, wagged his tail helplessly.Then, under the dubious gaze of the two, she stretched out her hand to the powerful angel with a yellow scarf around her neck, and invited: