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

"Eh? Ichito, Shinobi..."

The big guy Ichito came in with a swagger, followed by the apologetic Kuki Shinobu:

"Did I disturb your rest? The boss heard from Xiaocha that you fainted and insisted on coming to see me, and I didn't stop him."

"It's okay," the girl smiled, "I'm fine, Xiaocha wasn't scared, right?"

"Of course he was so worried at first that his face turned pale, but I have comforted him. Don't worry, with me here, there is nothing I can't accomplish!"

"comfort?"

The girl smiled and motioned for the two to sit down:

"How did you comfort him? Did you deliberately let him win two Seven Summonings?"

"Eh? There is such a method?!"

"...Pfft."

As soon as Ito said that, everyone in the room - even the most serious-looking wanderer couldn't help laughing out loud. With this, the solemn atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively at an amazing speed, making it hard to tell whether Arawaki Ito really didn't expect it or was just trying to make people laugh.

But no one really cares about his motives - it's something he would do anyway.

"That's not what you said, how did you coax it?"

The girl stood up, holding the wanderer's arm, and looked at Arakaki Ichito with smiling eyes, waiting for his next words.

"I'm just saying - Miss Suiqiong is very strong! She was able to survive even with broken bones before..."

As Arata Ichito was speaking, he suddenly felt three gazes directed at him. Even though he was slow to react, he realized that something was wrong, but he didn't fully react:

"What are you looking at me for? What's wrong?"

"Boss." Kuki Shinobu pressed down Aratake Ichito.

In just one sentence, she guessed it almost exactly.

Miss is probably the type of person who only reports good news and not bad news, right?

"...It's okay. I can't leave for the time being. Can you please take care of Xiaocha?"

The girl looked normal, and even tilted her head:

"We'll come find you later."

Kuki Shinobu pulled Ichito, who had not yet fully understood the situation but vaguely knew that he had said something wrong, out of the door. Before closing the door, he glanced at the girl with some worry, but was pushed out by the girl's peaceful smile. So he sighed and went to the corridor to educate Arotaki Ichito.

And in the room, no one spoke until the footsteps of the two people faded away.

"Oh," the girl raised her hand and pulled the corner of the homeless man's mouth, "Don't be so serious. You're so angry that you look like a cat."

The wanderer fixed his eyes on the girl, grabbed her wrist, and said with suppressed anger in his voice:

"Won't you explain, Great Savior?"

Then he sneered:

"So our great savior can get hurt. Every time I read your letter, I thought you were made of iron."

"Accident, accident..."

"Then why don't you tell me?"

The wanderer raised his eyebrows, and just when the girl was about to answer, he immediately interrupted her:

"Let me guess, you forgot?"

The girl's originally relaxed expression froze for a moment, and the words she hadn't spoken yet became stuck in her throat, so she could only nod mechanically. After nodding, she remembered to make amends for herself and began to fumble again:

"I mean, it's nothing particularly important. It will heal soon, and by the time you write, you won't even remember it."

"Oh~"

The wanderer's tone was full of laughter:

"So next time, when you die outside, are you going to use 'forgotten' as an excuse to evade me?"

"It's amazing, Miss Savior, I'm the last one to know about such a serious injury - or do you think I have no right to know?"

"The more you talk about it, the more nonsense it becomes!"

The girl reached out and covered the wanderer's chattering mouth:

"I'm not an ordinary person. I can heal quickly if I'm injured... Why do you care so much about this?"

"..."

The wanderer's eyes were straight, but their color was unusually clear, just like the bright moon swaying in a wine glass. He pried the girl's hand away from his mouth little by little, revealing a mocking smile underneath:

"If you think this matter is not important, you wouldn't hide it from me."

"Or do you think it's unimportant and there's someone else?"

The wanderer pinched the girl's wrist and moved closer, almost pressing his whole body on her. However, he was afraid of the girl's body and only dared to support himself with one hand on the head of the bed, thus creating an invisible barrier between the two of them.

"Ah," the girl moved her face closer, "If I kiss you now, will you calm down?"

"Hey," the wanderer narrowed his eyes, "Do you think I'm crazy? Who would... um..."

Before the wanderer could finish his words, the girl held one side of his face, blocking his words from coming out.

The wanderer struggled for a bit, but the funny thing was that he was no match for the girl who had just woken up and was not usually known for her strength.

Is it really impossible to push it open?

You know exactly what you are thinking.

The wanderer’s pupils first dilated incredibly for a moment, and after his “struggle” failed, he slowly closed his eyes. The sounds of his breathing entangled with each other, occupying his brain, making him unconsciously want to get closer, and closer—

When their lips parted, one of the wanderer's knees had already rested on the mattress, and the slightly sunken arc had wrinkled the originally neat sheets. He pressed almost half of his body on it in an unruly manner, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were even slightly red.

"...Where is the fracture?"

"here."

The girl stretched out her smooth arms. Although they looked intact now, the voice sounded very aggrieved to the wanderer.

The wanderer raised his hand, stroked it, and pinched it from time to time, probably to confirm whether there was any root of disease left.

Soft, delicate, slender and complete.

It's like nothing has ever happened.

So if no one else had told him, he would never have known about it, and this matter would have been erased forever from his side.

Likewise, he would be forever isolated from her experience.

Thinking of this, he dragged the girl's arm and brought her close to his lips.

"Hiss...bad kitty!"

The girl shrank back, but her arm was held tightly by the wanderer, and her lips and teeth were separated. She could clearly see the bright red circle of teeth marks on her arm that was slowly turning purple.

"You little heartless one."

"Can you......"

The wanderer bit his back teeth, as if he felt that what he was going to say next was a bit embarrassing, so he buried his head in the girl's neck:

"Can I——"

The hand that was originally holding the girl's wrist rubbed her skin, quietly pried open her fingertips, and finally clasped them tightly:

"Depend on me a little more."

"At least let me feel your emotions, your pain..."

"You know me. I know that I will never let some stupid savior face it alone in the future."

The girl was still panting and adjusting her breathing. After hearing the wanderer's words, she shook her head slightly.

"It's because I know you that I don't want to disrupt your life too much."

"You have your own things to do and your own life. If I really disrupt your life because of a few lines of my words, I would feel bad."

Not so good?

Still, I don’t want to be too dependent on him, and I don’t want to owe him too much.

Because, he may not be in the future of the savior.

"So," the wanderer looked up, "you didn't even ask if I was willing?"