【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

"..."

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

The girl never thought that Dotore at this period would be the type to hit straight balls, and a few strands of her hair stood up in panic.

She is still Sohelei now, so let's try to deal with it first, right?

Then the girl turned her face without any trace and looked at the setting sun.

"The seniors will all like the juniors very much."

"..."

This sentence sounded in Zendic's ears.

She doesn't like herself.

It was disastrous enough for Zendik to realize that he had a slight crush on her, but now to tell him that he had unrequited love?

No, if she doesn't like him, why is she close to him?

He thought of Sohrei staring at his notes.

I see--

Was it just because of his research results that he got close to him?

As mentioned before, in today's Xumi, knowledge is a resource.

Then it is inevitable that there will be people who are stingy with resources.

Such as Zendyk.

In this case, there is no need for him to abide by that pitiful and ridiculous morality.

At this time, he no longer cares so much about who is in this body, although this is a very interesting phenomenon, and it seems to be very interesting.

But he never likes to allocate time to unplanned things, which is a sacrilege and waste of his own projects.

"Senior, something seems to be different these days."

Zendik narrowed his eyes, hiding the coldness in his depths, and said something meaningful:

"Did something happen?"

The girl's guilt almost overflowed, but she was thankful that she had already looked away.

But with Zendic's sensitivity, he had already made up his mind.

And in this situation, the answer is not that important. He just wants to satisfy his little thirst for knowledge so that he can return to his research.

He has been able to control his emotions very well since he was a child, and he can even scratch the surface of his intellectual curiosity that overrides the scholar himself.

His goal has always been clear. Before it is achieved, all the scenery on the road will be obstacles.

People are inexplicable, and feelings are even more inexplicable.

Especially the inexplicable person who made him have inexplicable feelings and looked through his notes.

This is a huge hidden danger for him.

"Senior Sister Sohelei, I'm pretty good at cooking. Can I have lunch with you tomorrow?"

Zendik looked into Sohre's eyes and spoke with great solemnity:

"Just you and me."

This time the girl was stunned.

What does it mean?

dating?

Could it be that Zendic actually likes Sohre?

Or do you like her?

A small hint of joy grew under Zendik's gaze, causing the girl to nod faster than her brain.

The smile on Zandik's lips became even wider, but the smile in his eyes became even fiercer. If the girl met his gaze at this moment, she would probably be startled by the undisguised murderous intent.

It's a pity that the sunset was too dazzling, and the girl couldn't help but tie her beating heart to the afterglow, slowly sinking into the quiet night.

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The next day, because some groups had not returned yet, the people in the camp took a short vacation. Most people chose to go to a quiet place to rest for a while, while a small number of people stayed in the camp to sort out information.

Therefore, the departure of Sohlei and Zendik was not conspicuous, and no one even noticed. Only Antomiso slept until noon and then looked for Sohlei in confusion until he found that Sohlei and Zendik were both gone. After he was gone, he showed an "all-knowing" smile, and then went to look for food feeling refreshed.

In fact, the two people did not set off at the same time, but met in the morning to discuss the meeting place, and Zendik took the first step.

"I'm going to prepare something. What does Senior Sister Sohelei like to eat?"

The girl smiled and shook her head.

Then he waited obediently for the appointed time to arrive.

It was undeniable that the girl would look forward to dating Dotore from the past even if she was using someone else's identity.

This kind of expectation does not make people feel excited, but makes people fall in love with the house at the beginning of this expectation, smiling in the face of the thick dark clouds:

"It's a nice day today."

Speaking of which, she had never dated Dotore.

For various reasons, their meetings were always at home.

Although it has a more private and intimate space, it always lacks a little romantic element.

After all, love described in light novels always involves hanging out together, no matter where they are, even if they are just two people walking on unfamiliar streets in the city with a glass of juice.

Love is like a little pet, and dating is a way for two people to take their little pet out to bask in the sun, let the little pet play freely, and learn about the world.

The girl enjoys this feeling very much, as it seems to make the nihilistic "love" real and tangible, turning it into a precious collection between them, which can be taken out and wiped repeatedly when the dust falls, to shine out a little bit of happiness.

What will their date be like for you?

Even though this was not entirely a date between her and Dotore, she still had this kind of simple expectation.

The firewood was burning fiercely, and the flames seemed to be kissing each other, and then pushing each other into more intense flames.

On the simple stove, the thick soup in the pot is tumbling "gurgling", exuding a rich aroma, allowing people to intuitively feel the cook's intentions.

It smells good.

The girl arrived at the location and looked at the sun that was showing a little bit. She probably arrived at the appointed time.

But there was only steaming broth here, and there was no sign of Zendik.

Probably, just leaving temporarily?

So the girl hugged her knees and sat down, watching the fire spin and bend in the wind, becoming more and more intense.

"I don't know where Zendik is going..."

The girl's soliloquy was only halfway through and she immediately fell silent.

Some sound came along the wind.

A hoarse, suppressed, feral gasp.

There is a high probability that it is some kind of wild beast.

Generally, the sense of smell of wild animals is very sensitive.

The girl focused her gaze on the pot of boiling soup, pulled out a burning torch from underneath, then slowly stood up and retreated step by step in the opposite direction from where the sound came from.

The most dangerous animal in this forest is the tiger with long sideburns.

Their luck was not so good along the way, but they met a few times.

Fortunately, the tiger with long sideburns is afraid of fire, so even if it doesn't regard the pot of boiling broth as food, she can still protect herself.

It better be this way.

The girl stepped back step by step, staring at the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, there were heavy footsteps behind her, and before the girl had time to turn around, a huge weight suddenly pressed on her shoulder blades——

Yes--