I Became an Anonymous Boss

It thought Shirataki was nervous, and he was nervous because he was afraid. It was Izanami, the god of the underworld who had killed countless gods, and it was only natural to be afraid.

It didn't know that Shirataki was nervous because he was afraid of being caught in the air.

He came to steal the crystal, if the crystal ran away with long legs, how could he steal it?

Shirataki adjusted his mood and stepped into the palace filled with black mist. The moment he stepped in, the black mist was isolated in the outer layer.

The deepest part of this palace is also the source of light, and its source... comes from the figure in the deepest part of the palace.

The three of them stepped into the palace of the gods, and what they saw in front of them was naturally...the gods.

It was a woman, she leaned on the stone throne and fell asleep lightly.

She looked no taller than an ordinary woman, her skin was pale, she was not breathing, and she was wearing a simple and pure white robe.

She looks beautiful, as a god should be, she is the oldest elf in the world.

But this is in the eyes of other people, Shirataki's eyes show two appearances.

One is a beautiful woman with a long undergarment on her body, and the other is a horrible appearance like a dry bone, whose body has long since decayed.

The arrival of outsiders opened the eyes of the goddess of the underworld.

She raised her pupils, the eyes were cloudy, without expression, without focus, like a corpse.

When she looked at it, everyone heard whispers: "There will be guests... Oh, I have to prepare some tea and pastries..."

She smiled gently, without any trace of hostility: "Although I came here uninvited, the visitor is a guest...you are welcome."

Shirataki came to a conclusion in an instant, this goddess... had a problem with her mind.

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Izanami greeted everyone like a kind woman, showing no trace of hostility.

For example, it's like a certain ghost of the Lord of Baiyulou eats food.

She smiled and was very friendly, but the danger level written in the illustrated book was extremely high.

The witch was a little astonished, half-doubtful, she was not quite sure that the smiling and gentle woman in front of her was Izanami, the god of hell who slaughtered gods.

"Are you... Izanami?" The witch asked tentatively.

"Yes, I am Izanami." She replied naturally: "It seems that I have slept for a long time this time, I don't know how long it has been, sorry, I don't remember who you are at all, oops ..."

She has a very girlish mouth fetish, and sounds quite innocent.

Everyone thought it would be a sword and axe, but they were greeted with smiling faces. They felt a little surprised, as if they were villains.

Since she is a genuine goddess of the underworld, why should she treat others so gently?

"Are you lost in the kingdom of the underworld?"

"It doesn't matter if you get lost, there is only one road here, just come and go back as you want."

"But the dead can't leave, they can't get out of the underworld, and wandering souls can't return to the earthly world, this is a rule."

"But you are all living, you probably entered here by mistake, but fortunately, you were not discovered by other ghosts, otherwise they would occupy your body and return to the earth in the hope of reviving your corpse." Izanami said to herself Talking a lot, she seems to have been lonely for a long time, and she can talk excitedly for a long time even if no one talks to her.

She was making tea, then opened the food box, and suddenly put down the food box in her hand.

"Ah, I even forgot that the living cannot eat Huangquan luncheon, otherwise they won't be able to get out."

She poured the brewed tea: "But the water is drinkable. After all, the tea leaves are offerings, not from the underworld."

The goddess served tea in person, should everyone say it was a great honor, or would it be better to be flattered?

Shirataki took a few glances, but didn't see any problem, so he picked up his teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

"Ah, so heroic." Izanami smiled: "It's very similar to my husband's appearance when he is drinking."

Shirataki smiled slightly, his expression suddenly masked with pain.

"Shirataki!" The witch said nervously.

"I'm fine..." Bai Taki swallowed the tea, "It's just a little hot, but you should drink less Kung Fu tea as it may damage your esophagus."

"..." The witch was speechless and kicked him angrily.

"The relationship between you two is really good." Izanami held her chin and said with a smile, "Are you married?"

"Not yet..." The witch said subconsciously.

"That should be done as soon as possible. It's not easy for a man and a woman to like each other. If you see each other, you have to get married and have children. This way life will be perfect." Izanami smiled, like a wife after marriage. The woman in the waiting room talked about the beauty of marriage.

"This, I, I haven't figured it out yet." The witch faltered.

Yatagara raised its wings to cover its expression, and whispered to Shirataki: "I said, what are you here for? Are you here to visit? Why don't you do it quickly?"

"He is so warm and hospitable, how dare you say that you are an emotional killer?" Bai Taki transmitted his voice into secret: "Urge me, you do it yourself."

"You think about Sunlun City, they are trying to hold on for a while, why don't you stop here to drink tea and chat?"

"I think it's reckless to provoke her at random." Shirataki replied calmly: "You should have seen the real Izanami, on the battlefield where she killed Suzhan Naruto, she wasn't like that... You don't want to know why?"

Yatagara must have known Izanami's true posture, that's why she was so nervous and bewildered.

"She just woke up..." Yatagaraya said firmly, "She will remember soon."

"Then let her remember." Bai Taki said calmly, "Otherwise I won't be able to do it."

This is humanitarianism. If a person is really insane and kills someone by mistake, he cannot judge his life or death at will, unless he is mentally ill and has to be killed. Moreover, Shirataki was really curious, so he asked: " Lady Goddess..."

"Call me Izanami, you don't need to be so respectful." She was very easy-going: "Although I am a god of hell, I am not that scary. Maybe the appearance is scary, but I wear makeup, so look Don't come out."

Bai Taki stared at her rotten eye sockets, and said against his will: "Indeed."

It is said that there was makeup in the age of ancient gods?As expected of Yingzhou, the birthplace of the four major magic arts.

"So what do you want to ask?" Izanami smiled: "Although I don't know much, it's okay to tell you."

"Are you and your husband on good terms?"

"Of course, it's not so good." Izanami smiled: "If I didn't like that person, how could I have so many children with him? He has worked hard and continued to cultivate every day..."

"Ahem..." Bai Taki interrupted with two coughs: "But you are the goddess of the underworld, are you already dead?"

"Yes, I was burnt to death when I was a Vulcan. I can't help it. If I die, I will die. I fall into the underworld and become the god of the underworld, responsible for managing the dead here." Izanami said softly. : "The dead cannot return to the ground."

"Not even the gods?"

"No, the gods are not omnipotent." Izanami sighed: "I can't go to the ground anymore, it's not because of the fruit I ate, the food in the underworld affects the living, but it is useless to the dead Yes, the reason I can't leave is because I'm dead, simple as that."

"..."

"Are you wondering why I accepted it so naturally?" Izanami asked with a smile.

"Yes."

"Because my husband will come to see me, I don't think it will be very lonely." Izanami held her cheeks, showing a happy smile: "We will meet in Huangquan Hirazaka, and sometimes he will come here, Secretly gave me a surprise, although I can't stay together often, and I can't live and die together, but it would be great if I could meet and say a few words, and I am very satisfied."

Shirataki was stunned, this is inconsistent with the myths and legends, in the myths Izanaki saw Izanami's terrifying appearance and was scared away, and then the two said goodbye to life and death, husband and wife became enemies, could it be that Izanami was lying ?

He asked again, "Izanagi comes here often?"

"Well, maybe once a week, or once every half a month if I'm too busy." Izanami said softly, her eyes became a little confused: "No, it seems to be January, it seems to be two months, or half a year ..." Her voice gradually sank a bit, then she shook her head and said, "I don't really remember, but he comes here often, and I can see him every time I wake up, and he will tell me about the children. things, and will bring me nice clothes and jewelry made by myself.”

She also took out her own jewelry box, which contains many handmade jewelry.

The witch believed her words, because the goddess' eyes were warm, and even though she was out of focus, her smile was sincere.

"Your husband really loves you."

"Husbands and wives are the same, how can they be united without love?" Izanami said happily, and then she looked out of the temple strangely: "However, I don't know how long I slept this time, why hasn't he Come here... It seems like it's been a long time, and I don't know you from the way you look..." She muttered in a low voice, and suddenly became anxious: "No, I want to see him, is he on the way here? ?”

"Please wait." Bai Taki raised his hand to stop her.

"What?" Izanami was not angry, but a little confused.

"I'm just curious... have you been to Huangquan Hirazaka before you fell asleep?" Shirataki asked, "Or did you stay here all the time?"

"This..." Izanami thought for a while: "Should I have been there?" She said in a daze, "I don't remember how long I slept."

"Then how many times have you been there?" Bai Taki asked in a low voice, "Have you seen him?"

"I must have seen it." Izanami said, "He will definitely come to see me."

"Then have you met other people?" Shirataki asked again, "For example, your child?"

"Child?" Izanami was stunned, and suddenly a memory was overflowing. She seemed to recall something, and remembered a vague figure. A mighty man who looked exactly like her husband stood on the other side of the Huangquan bridge and called her for 'mother'.

Izanami took a step back in a daze, she didn't know the man, she started to panic.

"To put it more bluntly." Shirataki said in a low voice, "How long has it been since you saw Izanaki?"

"I..." Her pupils gradually became more hollow, and the false appearance she maintained was gradually collapsing.

Witch's unexpected problem is cutting into the core. She wants to speak, because she thinks that the current Yixie Nami can communicate, but she is interrupted by the Eight Hard Crows before it comes. It is too clear. Fighting against each other, she just looks normal, but when she recalls, the goddess of tenderness at this time will become a terrifying god of death.

"No, that's not... I, my husband is..."

Izanami whispered, cracks began to appear in her body, like a broken mirror, reflecting countless split phantoms.

She is not the real Izanami, but Izanami's dream. The real goddess is still sleeping, and through deep sleep, she can forget her painful memories.

It's not that she can't, but she doesn't want to.So she lay here asleep, dreaming, and falling into painful reality when she woke up.

But she still had to wake up after all, because Shirataki asked a fatal question: "Izanaki, is he really still alive?"

Izanami froze and stopped moving, her whole body was covered with mirror-like cracks.

She remembered that on the day she dressed up carefully and went to Huangquan Biliangzaka to wait for her lover to come, another man came. He was tall and mighty, but full of guilt. He sent a bouquet of flowers, blood The red Manzhushahua slowly said a word: "Father... passed away..."

The gentle Izanami was shattered like a mirror, and another huge, dead, filthy, and cold force burst forth instantly, filling the entire temple.

On the throne, the rotten and filthy goddess opened her eyes, and her mournful and sharp cries echoed in every corner of the kingdom of the underworld for a long time.

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Izanami woke up.

Waking up from a long sleep.

The fake she is broken, the real one appears, the silhouette emerges from the darkness, ugly and hideous, one side of the eye socket is hollow, the body has already rotted, the goddess of the underworld is like this, how can the dead who passed away maintain that gorgeousness ?