Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

'...I'm busy, don't make a "☆" sign in front of my pupils, this is not a shojo manga. '

'Yes yes yes, I wish my dear all the best. '

Azalea, who has always been tolerant of Rope's relationship with human women, closed her mouth, cute and well-behaved.

However, if it is not the two rituals that are with him here and now, but some other heterogenous evil god, Ropey will be [-]% buried by the system's mother's killing intent... With Azalea's harsh treatment of compatriots, his brain The first is to suffer a great sin.

After a brief exchange in his head, the black-haired young man's face was still calm, he gave the two ceremonies a fairly reliable smile, and began to continue cooking fried rice.

After getting the answer, the two rituals buried their pretty cheeks in the pillow, and said in a loud voice.

"Really, freedom... an extraordinary god. If I'm not human, then I don't have to worry about it..."

"Don't say that, Shi."

Rope took out the spatula from the cupboard and said softly.

""Affliction is Bodhi", it is difficult for a person without affliction to be called a human being.Living and living in this society, it is better to have a little expectation of it, for example, Shi met me and so on. "

"As a god, you are really shameless."

"Haha, it's just a fake, a fake."

After a while, the aroma of fried rice came from the kitchen, which was different from the one usually eaten during the two ceremonies, with a unique "Chinese style" flavor.

Rope...is a Chinese name, is he good at cooking Chinese food...

She got another boring information from the god in front of her.

"Come on, it's been a long wait."

The black-haired youth took off his apron and came over with a plate of steaming fried rice.

Golden rice grains and scrambled eggs, although it is a pity that there are no green vegetables in appearance, the special effect of glittering like gold is enough to make up for this small deficiency.

"...Are you pouring too much oil?"

"...Sorry, I don't cook often."

This is not a small Chinese master, the only reason why the cooking will shine is only related to the amount of oil.

Due to the shortage of ingredients and the hungry stomach, the two ceremonies were not overly picky, and they took small bites after serving the plate.

- The taste is surprisingly good.

After replenishing the energy consumed by the battle, the two rituals continued to fall on the bed with satisfaction.The black-haired young man took the empty plate and went to wash the tableware, and the two were in this strange and wordless tacit understanding.

After a long while, the two ceremonies opened their mouths.

"Are you going to stay with me like this until tomorrow morning?"

"Shi, don't worry?"

"If something happens that I don't want to see, I will defend myself, no matter if I can defeat you or not." The girl in the kimono said blankly, and the dagger she placed beside the pillow added to the credibility of her words. .

"What I want to ask is, if you stay at other women's house at night like this, won't your wife have any objection? How indulgent did the eldest lady of the Qianshang family have to ignore this..."

"Fujino doesn't know about me." Rope narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"She's still in high school. She's on a dormitory system. She won't come back from the ceremony garden until the summer vacation, so don't worry about me."

"Who cares about you..."

The two rituals retorted, but immediately she realized how much the conversation with Rope was just like a "little three" in an extramarital affair, and fell into self-loathing.

"Ah...you bastard...if that lady Asaka is a high school student, can I call the police now and send you to prison?" Then he ended his embarrassment.

"The legal age of marriage for Japanese women is sixteen, sorry for disappointing you."

Although they got married two years ago, what would Rope say?

"Death to Tomoi Masaki..." The two ceremonies cursed one of the framers of Japan's civil law.

After all the trivial matters were over, Rope found embarrassingly that there was no other place to "sit" except the bed in the girl's room.The wooden floor is not annoying, but Rope has no interest in sitting on the floor all night.

After thinking about it, he pulled out a luxurious long sofa as if by magic from "White Gospel", placed it by the wall, and then lay down on it leisurely.

The light was turned off.

"Hey, Rope, god."

"Ok?"

"Why did you stare at me?" The two rituals asked: "When you first met, you didn't know anything at all, so you came to me, and the same was true behind me, who was obviously a god but worked in a hospital for two years... ...why?"

No, it is because I know too well that I came to you.In the darkness, the corners of Rope's mouth curved.

"Why...because you are cute?"

"cute?"

The two rituals chewed on the word and felt a little fresh.

I have heard a lot of evaluations of "beautiful". She is originally a born beauty, but this is the first time she has heard of cuteness. No matter how she looks, the awe-inspiring temperament she has is insulated from this word.

"Well, that's right," Rope said.

"Think about it carefully, your troubles are entangled between killing and not killing, and the behavior of self-perception as a "murderer"...isn't it very cute? "