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

The girl didn't need to say much to prove her "irreplaceability".

"Well...what if it's just blood?"

The girl looked back, casually picked up an ice cup, poured a few drops of still shaking blood into it, and handed it to Kamisato Ayato.

Kamisato Ayato understood what he meant, took the ice cup, and poured the drops of blood onto the pool of blood.

The congestion first shrank rapidly, but after the blood was gradually swallowed up, the congestion began to fill up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"...Miss is very good at alleviating other people's suspicions."

"Hmm? Mr. Kamisato is suspicious of me?"

The girl's gaze shifted from the blood-soaked white towel on her wrist to Kamisato Ayato's always smiling face. She did not shy away from the fact that her wound had healed. She walked towards the congestion, raised her hand and tore off the white cloth. With a flash of cold light, the skin and flesh were separated again, and the bright red blood rolled down drop by drop under the gaze of the head of the family.

The wound heals so quickly.

Even at this moment, the blood had just fallen onto the congestion, and the shallower wounds around it were already healing.

Kamisato Ayato did not hide his surprise this time. When the girl looked at him with calm eyes, he raised his eyebrows with interest, as if waiting for the girl's explanation.

The girl naturally read the curiosity in Kamisato Ayato's eyes, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then chose to stretch out her wrist and put it in front of Kamisato Ayato's eyes - the bright red flesh and the skin that was so white that it made people suspect that she was anemic were intertwined, and they closed together as if fighting for territory, and finally merged into one, disappearing on the white lotus-like arm.

"..."

No wonder - she was clearly covered in blood so many times, but she was unharmed.

Witnessing it with his own eyes was a bit too shocking, causing Kamisato Ayato to forget for a moment the dignity and sense of propriety that a nobleman of a large family should have, and gently stroked the scar with his fingertips with thin calluses -

No trace.

"Ouch, it's itchy." The girl's wrist trembled, and she pulled her hand back, holding her wrist with the base of her other hand and rubbing it gently.

"You can't feel pain, but you're ticklish?"

Don't feel pain?

When the girl heard what Kamisato Ayato said, she rolled her eyes at him in annoyance. Her expression seemed both coquettish and angry, which made Kamisato Ayato understand her feelings at once.

"Will it hurt?" Kamisato Ayato raised his hand and touched his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, "So absorbing these things can increase your strength?"

"!"

A trace of shock flashed across the girl's face - she had never thought of this!

From a theoretical point of view, the congestion and part of the power in her body come from the same source. Although the two seem to be in opposition at present, they can be converted into each other.

Because the congestion would always circulate in her body and then turn into blood clots and be discharged, and the girl had never had such a strong desire for "power", she had never thought in this direction.

Now it has finally awakened the dreamer.

"Thanks for the reminder, maybe... I can give it a try."

"...I see. Can I have a word with you?"

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"Thomas, prepare two refreshments in the meeting room in the East Courtyard and send them over. Just leave them at the door when you arrive."

"Yes, Patriarch......!"

what?

The owner of the house brought the person back directly? !

Did the talk go so smoothly?

I thought it would be a protracted battle.

The girl looked at the layout of Kamisato House with curiosity - although it looked elegant, it was not difficult to see the luxury in it. The location was also very secluded, and the cliff at the back made this ancient mansion even more majestic.

"It seems that you have a good impression of this place?"

The girl knelt in front of the Inazuma-style low table, looked around the room, and did not deny it.

"Then after the cooperation, you can live here."

"Cooperation... depends on what conditions the master of the family requires me to pay."

Kamisato Ayato smiled and nodded:

"Looks like the time for small talk is over—but I'm a little curious."

“You deal with stagnation, you don’t seek fame or wealth, you don’t crave desires – what are you doing it for?”

Kamisato Ayato naturally doesn't believe that there are people in the world who "have nothing to ask for".

Even if you are a savior, you still have the desire to become a savior and be admired by everyone.

An "ally" who asks for nothing...haha, it's really hard to trust him.

"for what?"

This question really got the girl's attention.

It seems—it seems—

It seemed that at the beginning, it was for atonement.

But countless voices told her that she was not a sinner.

So later on, even she herself had somewhat forgotten about this matter.

As for the “why”…

She really hadn't thought about it.

“I wanted to do it, I could do it, so I did it.”

Kamisato Ayato looked at the girl's pretty face, but unfortunately, he couldn't see any sign of lying.

So there is no reason?

Such "allies" are difficult to control.

Strong and peaceful, firm and yet capable of doing what one desires——

The girl and Kamisato Ayato were both silent at this time, but they were thinking about the same question in their minds. The elegant room, which was originally a place for people to talk and argue, fell into silence. Only thoughts were like invisible vines, prying open the window sill little by little and growing into the blue sky.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the wooden door, and the two of them looked towards the door at the same time. Only after the figure of Thomas on the door cloth disappeared without lingering did Kamisato Ayato reach out and move the wooden board away.

Kamisato Ayato recalled that it was probably at this time that he was certain of one thing.

She will never be anyone's stable "ally".

No matter what your identity is.

She is like the sun - or the moon, or something else that shines brightly. His light shines without reason, and it does not stay in just one place. He will follow his own laws - the laws are his "thinking" and "concepts" - and let the light flow, finding the place he thinks should be illuminated.

So, when he chose to "accept", even though he was shocked, it didn't seem so difficult to understand.

After all, He is like an image that appears in every love poem. It is a masterpiece that is discovered by chance. Any poet who forcibly tries to keep Him will only end up writing sour poems that are so bad that they are outrageous, right?

Back to the present, when Ayato placed the ordered tea in front of the girl, he was caught off guard and met her eyes.

He likes to look into the other person's eyes when talking to him.

After all, he can always read a lot of interesting things.

But at that moment, he read nothing.

If you ask him what he saw...

It is probably the tranquil and deep sea and his shadow reflected in it.