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

This time it was particularly serious. Even later, the girl went into shock for a moment and fell into the arms of the wanderer.

It has to be said that the Wanderer is a very considerate person. He probably saw that the girl had reached the tolerance threshold, so he asked the girl to rest in an almost tough manner.

I just didn't expect it, and it was a step too late.

He held the girl in his arms and galloped through the air as if he had a clear destination. Even the strong wind that was coming his way could not slow him down at all.

"Well......"

Feeling the fabric on his chest being pulled tight, he couldn't help but be distracted and looked down at the person in his arms.

The man was quite clever. He kept digging his head into the homeless man's chest, as if he was acting coquettishly, but he was probably hiding from the wind.

"It's so high, I'm scared."

I don't know if it was due to weakness, but the girl's voice was soft and hoarse, which made the wanderer's tongue numb. He bit the tip of his tongue hard and cursed "squeamish" in a low voice, but his body was very conscious. He slowed down and subconsciously tightened his arms.

The girl opened her eyes with some effort, wiped her chin, and the palm of her hand was bright red. Then she looked at the stained clothes on the homeless man's body, and smiled weakly, pretending to be relaxed. looks like:

"Sorry, your clothes were stained."

"......snort."

The wanderer didn't even look at the clothes on his body. He stared straight ahead, and there was always a slight hint of credit in his voice:

"You have a lot to apologize for. Let's take care of ourselves first."

The wanderer probably really regarded the girl in his arms as a fragile object, and slowed down his speed as much as possible, and actually let the girl, who was not very clear to begin with, fall into a deep sleep in his arms.

Feeling the inconspicuous but even and long breathing in his arms, the wanderer glanced down, and then "hummed" in mock annoyance.

"It's easy for you...squeamish Miss Savior."

But if a person walked up to him at this time, he would probably mistake this scene for a loving couple out on the street - ignoring the large blood stains on their bodies.

After all, the smile on the wanderer's face can be called gentle and carefree.

-

The bedding is soft, the body is covered with warm fabric, and there seems to be something soft under the head.

It's a very unique experience, not like lying on a high-quality large bed, but it also has a unique kind of comfort.

Especially after living in the open air for so many days, this quiet and warm environment made the girl feel particularly satisfied.

All in all, it's a very reassuring feeling.

So the girl turned over, rubbed her head on the "pillow", and fell asleep contentedly.

"hiss--"

The wanderer who was letting the girl rest on his lap bit his back teeth, glared at the peacefully sleeping girl, and swallowed it hard.

You'd better be really asleep.

The wanderer turned his head away uncomfortably at first, seemingly unwillingly, as if the girl who had fallen asleep unconsciously had just forced herself to lie down on his lap, and he was just struggling because of her lust. It's like a poor person who can't help himself.

It's a bit like getting a bargain and still being good.

If he could ignore the red tips of his ears and cheeks, his body temperature that was a bit hot for a doll, and his deliberately gentle breathing while obediently enduring the tossing movement on his legs.

...Slept really dishonestly.

The wanderer cursed in his heart, but even though his legs were a little numb, he didn't move.

Forget it, for the sake of her rarely getting a good night's sleep, she was allowed to offend this time.

Just this once.

The wanderer sat upright, closing his eyes and concentrating - he didn't expect to fall asleep under these circumstances.

Feeling the breathing of the man on his legs paused for a moment, the wanderer lowered his head subconsciously, but he met those eyes that were as bright as the stars in the sky.

Those eyes were swollen, not as full of energy and energy as usual, probably because they had just woken up. At this time, there was a trace of confusion in those eyes, revealing an indescribable softness. Under the somewhat ambiguous posture and distance, The wanderer couldn't even tell whether the trembling of the white eyelashes was due to the girl's sleepy eyelids being unable to support her, or because of her own breathing, which was deliberately very light and shallow, almost nonexistent.

"..."

The wanderer felt a rush of heat on his cheeks, and the natural concern on his face was instantly covered up by an expression that seemed to be impatient, and his tone was almost gritted teeth:

"How long do you plan to lie down?!"

"Um--?"

The girl didn't seem to have fully realized what was going on. She even turned her head left and right on the comfortable "leather pillow", as if to observe where she was now.

"..."

The wanderer finally lost all his patience, inserted his hand under the girl's hair, grabbed the round back of the girl's head, and lifted her head up:

"Why don't you take a look - what are you sleeping on?"

"Huh——?" The girl sat up in a daze, looked back, and then suddenly realized, "Oh~"

Then, the girl looked into the wanderer's eyes with a serious look on her face:

"I don't allow you to call your legs a thing."

"Huh——?" The wanderer laughed angrily and looked at the girl in disbelief, "That's what you're talking about?"

"Has your brain run out of sleep?"

Eh--?

There seems to be something wrong.

The girl yawned, raised her head and rubbed her somewhat messy hair:

"Then, thank you."

The girl spoke sincerely, looking directly into the wanderer's eyes that were vaguely speechless and angry:

"Your legs are very comfortable."

"..."

The wanderer only felt his forehead twitching hard, and his veins seemed to have popped out.

What kind of little hooligan is this reincarnation?

"That's really a thank you, a thank you, a compliment, a reward!"

"So, this is-?"

The girl changed her perspective and looked around again.

It has some ancient Inazuma style. Looking out from their room, you can also see a maple tree that is not tall but artistic enough. It is full of red leaves. The moment it receives the girl's gaze, a complete maple tree appears. The red leaves began to sway, and then they swirled into the pile of red leaves below.

It seems that not long ago, the girl read this place——

But the girl wasn't completely sure, so she just turned her questioning eyes to the wanderer.

"Well, this is-"

"The Pavilion of Borrowed Views."

"The place where 'I' is stored is also..."

"My former home."