After hesitating for a moment, Funina kindly reminded Violet, "Violet, my sister has been unhappy these days, so... you understand, right?"

"Ok?"

Navillatte paused as he stepped into the door with his left foot. After a moment of silence, he said to Funina beside him calmly, "Thank you for the reminder."

As soon as he finished speaking, Villette had already stepped completely into the door and walked into the house.

The corners of Funina's mouth twitched slightly. She always felt that Villette still didn't quite understand something, but she had already done her best. As for what would happen next, she had no right to control it!

"You bastard, put away that world-weary face of yours!"

As soon as they stepped into the room, they heard a low but still clearly audible sound of gnashing teeth coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Furnina heard the door close and popped her head out of the kitchen. She looked around in confusion for Furnina, and then she saw Villette walking through the living room.

The two looked at each other subconsciously. After a long time, Villette's gaze gradually moved away from Fonina's fair face, and then he saw the kitchen knife in Fonina's hand and the trash with a world-weary look in her other hand.

"It's Violet. Long time no see." Fenina looked at Violet without surprise, then snorted and said, "Have you eaten? If not, don't leave!"

I haven't been to work for a long time. Whether as a friend or a subordinate, Villette will definitely come to express his condolences, no matter what his reason is.

"Not leaving? Are you going to eat him like you did me?" The fish held in Fenina's hand twitched slightly and couldn't help but complain.

"Shut up!"

Furnina stared coldly at the small fish in her hand. She didn't know when she began to be able to hear the voices of living things, especially the marine life. Perhaps this was one of the many blessings given to her by Holmes, the pure water elf.

This ability was quite useful at first, but talking to your own food is still quite disgusting. When cooking, I don’t know where to start in order to make the food die more easily.

A certain small fish held in the hands of the water god shuddered subconsciously. After confirming that this female devil could really hear her, she dared not mutter anymore, for fear that she would stew her in the next second.

"No thanks, Ms. Funina."

Just as Villette was about to say something, she heard Furninna's voice from behind her.

"Sister, when is dinner?"

Fu Nina glanced at Furninna, then waved her hand as if to send someone away, and said softly to Furninna: "It will be over in a moment, you go play somewhere else first, I still need to talk to Violet."

Funina: ? ? !

Why does it feel like the adults are talking while the children are playing on the side?

I'm unhappy and feel like I'm being treated like a child!

Although she thought so, Furninna still went aside obediently with a righteous heart, leaving them some space to talk.

"Villatte, don't you want to talk about Holmes?" Fenina snorted, looked up at Vilatte and said, "That's right, I also want to know something. Let's exchange information!"

Villette nodded slightly and was about to ask something when a small fry was suddenly pushed into his face by Fenina.

Villette looked slightly startled, his eyes moved to the small fish, and then he looked down at Fenina along the arm that was holding the small fish.

Fenina was wearing a dark blue apron, holding a small fish in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other. She looked up at Villette and said in a cold and irrefutable tone: "Help me cook. I am very upset with this small fish. Kill it!"

Miscellaneous fish: !!!

Navilette: !!!

……

Navelette, the supreme judge, was forced to switch his job to being a house cook on this day. He took off his gorgeous clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and scraped the scales of the fish with a bit of awkwardness.

"After that day, you should have known the special relationship between Holmes and me, right?" After adjusting the temperature of the oven, Fenina felt relieved for a moment, so she looked at Navelette beside her and asked softly.

"Of course, you are very similar to Nina, but there are still some differences." Villette was carefully scraping the money from the fish. From time to time, he heard Fernina's voice in his ears. He paused his hands slightly, stopped moving, and responded to Fernina.

"Nina? This name, it seems that I underestimated the relationship between you two." Funina snorted lightly, it always sounded weird.

In the same room, Fenina was doing her own thing with her back to Violet.

Sometimes, words spoken with your back to others sound more real.

She turned on the faucet, rinsed her hands, then took a towel to dry them. Without turning her head, she said to Villette: "How much do you know about her and me?"

"Not much. I only really knew Nina... no, Holmes, a few hundred years ago." Violet said calmly to Fenina behind him, "But she may have known me when I was born. She said that I was born from her."

"You and she belong to the same person, how much do you know about her?"

Fernina's expression froze, she stopped moving, turned around and slowly looked at Villette. After a long silence, she said softly, "I don't have a deep impression of her."

"Ok?"

After getting the unexpected answer, Violet stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at Fenina, just in time to meet her dark blue heterochromatic pupils.

Those eyes seemed to be smiling, but there seemed to be some kind of unfathomable sadness hidden in them.

"I... can be her, but I - am not her." Fenina seemed to have thought of something, and she couldn't help but lower her head and laugh secretly, then fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Fenina raised her head and gazed into Villette's eyes, and said softly, "I am only a part of her. My memories come from her. That is her past, not mine."

"For some reason, I have always had a certain feeling hidden in my heart." Fenina looked into Violet's eyes and said softly, "My birth... or perhaps, Holmes' birth was actually controlled by someone from the beginning. So, I hate the feeling of being calculated by others."

"Therefore, I hate Holmes from the bottom of my heart." Fenina reached out and touched her heart, where a heart of the water god placed by Holmes was hidden.

"In short, I am her god-created man. But now..." Fenina glanced to the side and said slowly, "The former god is about to fall, and as her only remaining [creature] in the world, I will ascend to the throne of god at the moment when she falls as the former water god."

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