Longevity Story

"...Really? You still like him."

"Well, they have been old couples who have lasted for so many years, and there are also big and small quarrels. If it weren't for the fact that our bodies have faded away from mortal wombs now, and we missed the wedding many years ago, maybe our present Do you have children? It's really unpredictable..."

The mortal womb has faded away, and the relationship between a man and a woman can no longer be explained by the secretion of hormone pheromones. The values ​​​​of Serekia and Caron have deviated a little bit early in the morning. It is already a match for being together for so long. Lycia's steadfastness is unrivaled.

And the man Caron still has his own stubbornness and self-esteem, and Serekia is also a passionate and cheerful woman with independent thinking... It is Serekia's sacrifice that this relationship can last until now.

"...Is he really qualified to let you do this?" Whisper blurted out unconsciously.

"Oh? Meteora, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that you have worked hard, Your Excellency Serekia... that's it."

"Well, this is actually a bad relationship, right?

It's only been a few decades, and I'm starting to get confused. I really don't know how the little bastard who claimed to be a mortal with trillions of years came here... Forget it, I think I will go back soon, next time Let's talk again! "

"Well, I see... See you later."

After finishing speaking, Meteora waited for the other side to hang up the communication, then put away the badge, and stood up from the bath.

Manipulating the magical hot air to dry her body and put on her pajamas, Meteora did not go back to the bedroom directly, but came to a small study in a corner, which was originally a spare laboratory, but now it is used to Storing some... alternative research material.

Pushing open the door of the silent room, lighting the lamp, Meteora silently walked to a bookshelf, the faint light illuminated some magic words on the spine of the book—

"Adventure Story Routine Starting from the Hero Saving the Beauty"

"The laws of emotional development of the male and female protagonists that are different from ordinary people"

"The Relationship between the Child of Destiny and the Red Line of Destiny"

"Research Records on How to Kill the Protagonist"

The Fatalism of Destiny's Child and His Followers

"Does Fatalism Affect the Spirit?"

"Exclusive Assassination Technique Belonging to Magicians"

"Several Hypotheses on How to Cut off the Red Line of Destiny for the Heroine and Heroine"

.........

Why is the heroine always devoted to the hero?Do you really like gentle harem men that much?

Meteora doesn't think so...

572. Today's meal at the Shimazaki family——[Altair? Shimazaki] Is there anything wrong?

On the other side, the time is also not long after entering the night.

Altair showed his figure in a city with a strong humanistic atmosphere, which was quite different from the desolation of the death garden.

At this time, she had already changed into an ordinary person's attire, and changed the type of clothing on her body in accordance with the seasons.He even restrained his fierce aura and weapon, and started to walk briskly on the ground with both feet...I couldn't believe it.

But all this is normal.

After all, this is neither the Tokyo area, nor the ordinary earth world, nor is it a dangerous alien continent, but an overhead city that never existed in history - Mao Mao City.

There are neither evil organizations nor dangerous battles in this world, it is a harmonious and stable paradise.It was also after she discovered this place that she hid and locked its coordinates and "monopolized" it, which only belonged to her and Setsuna.

Although they come here permanently, it is because the death garden is not as safe as it seems on the surface, and everyone except Altair may be separated from many selves in parallel worlds.

Another point is that Altair hopes to stay away from the struggle of the supernatural world for a moment, to be an "ordinary girl", at least not so old now, and to continue to be "ordinary".This is Altair's selfishness.

At the bottom of a high-end apartment building, Altair rang his doorbell, and after a moment of joy came from the doorbell, Altair also used the elevator like an ordinary person, walked through the corridor, and opened the door , back home.

Like an ordinary person, he caught the girl who was in his arms and welcomed him home, and smiled warmly like an ordinary person.

"Welcome back, Al."

"I'm back, Setsuna."

After the two of them warmed up at the door, they soon separated.

"Al, do you need anything? Do you want to eat first? Or take a bath first, or..." Setsuna said shyly and playfully.

But Altair didn't care about her little trick, and said a little angrily:

"Setsuna...you, you forgot the time again because of writing?"

"Uh, this..." Shimazaki Setsuna's smile froze on his face.

"Did you eat well while I was away?"

"That, of course! I..."

"Unsteady steps, rapid heartbeat, sweaty forehead... Even if I ate it, it was at least six hours ago."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I actually haven't had dinner yet." Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Shimazaki Setsuna took the initiative to admit his mistake.

Seeing Setsu bowing his head to admit his mistake, and her small body trembling slightly due to hypoglycemia, Altair stretched out his hand helplessly, and tidied up the messy hair on her sideburns.

"Sit at the dining table...sit quietly and don't touch pens and drawing boards."

"Well, okay." Feeling the coldness of Altair's fingertips, Shimazaki Setsu smiled reassuringly: "Can I turn on the TV?"

"Make up your own mind, you're not a child anymore!"

"!~"

Seeing Setsuna walking briskly to turn on the TV like a child, Altair shook his head helplessly, turned and entered the kitchen.

First find out the cocoa powder, use your ability to boil hot water and serve Setsu a cup of hot cocoa to satisfy your hunger, and then start looking for ingredients in the refrigerator.

In the evening, easy to digest, light food, to supplement the lack of sugar in the brain... It is decided, cream stew! ~

Skillful dicing of vegetables, skillful frying of chicken drumsticks... Yes, this matter may be difficult for outsiders to understand, right?But it is true.

Shimazaki Setsuna, who looks like "Yamato Nadeko", is full of power as a wife and woman, and Altair, who looks majestic, sharp-eyed, and has a boyfriend. When the two of them are alone, it is actually Altair. The ability to live is higher, and Altair cooks more at ordinary times...

Although it's not that Shimazaki Setsuna can't cook, or she can't take care of herself, but Setsuna does housework very well, but in the face of enthusiastic hobbies and very unusual concentration, Setsuna is more likely to forget time The passage of time, forget everything, and concentrate on nothing else.

In fact, a few years ago, Altair also bought a food preservation box from the Garden of Death that can stop the passage of time in a small area. Before going out, he prepared meals for Setsuna, put them in it, and took them out at any time. .

But even so, when Altair came back, he found that Setsu was sleeping on the table with one hand opening the box.

Although I don't know if it was because of hunger, sleepiness, or both, but there is absolutely no room for excuse for not resting for a moment.

Afterwards, when Altair gave a serious lecture to Setsuna, she explained that it seemed that because there was food at hand, he subconsciously thought that he could eat whenever he wanted, and there was no need to worry, so he could create with more peace of mind, so All of a sudden, I forgot the time more and more.

In the end, there was a tragedy of starving to death in front of the hot food.

At that time, Altair couldn't laugh or cry. On the one hand, he was distressed because he refused to listen to persuasion; on the other hand, Altair was unconsciously proud of having such a creator!

Geniuses are not necessarily people with talents beyond ordinary people, people who work harder than ordinary people, people who concentrate beyond ordinary people, people who love beyond ordinary people... These people can also be called geniuses.

Setsuna's current creative activities have expanded from the original music and painting to various fields, and most of the time he accepts fan creations with various requirements on the task board of the Garden of the Dead—

"Ten years ago, in order to participate in a great war, I gave up my relatives who were taken hostage by the enemy. I regretted it very much. I wanted to find a world line where I gave my life and all relatives survived, so I went to see them.

Although I know it's very cheeky, but I really miss them, please help me!Lord guide! ——

Al, do you think I can accept this task? "

Shimazaki Setsuna was a little distressed and read out the task request on her badge, someone sent a private message, asking Altair to help her as a consultant.

"Don't you want to pick up Setsuna?"

Altair was stirring the stew in the pot with a spoon, and asked back.

"Well... I want to help him, but I still have a work in my hand that is not finished, and I don't have enough energy. And..."

"And what?"

"And I have taken too many tasks for people like this. I have written too much of the same routine, and even I feel a little lack of motivation..."

573. The Shimazaki Family’s Meals Today——Some People Host Outsiders, Others Host Inside

"Routines...? Everyone likes routines."

Altair paused for a moment, then calculated the time and closed the lid of the pot.

"That's right, tricks.

People who have experienced hardships, everyone seems to not ask too much for happiness, even if it is mass-produced routine happiness, everyone is ecstatic to accept it... I really don’t know if this is luck or misfortune. "

There are many kinds of hardships and disasters, but few kinds of happy things.It can even be said that there is only one kind, that is, there is no disaster.

Everyone will get tired of the repeated disasters and hardships at once, but no matter how many times a happy thing is repeated, it must be happiness, otherwise it will be cast aside by those who want it but can't get it.

The Garden of the Dead is not so much people who have a strong obsession with their wishes, but rather people who have experienced unimaginable tragedies. If such people can have a chance of happiness, no one will ask too much Woolen cloth?

"Sha Mo, do you hate routines?"

While talking, Altair took out the fruit and prepared to cut it into cubes and make some salad.

"Hmm... It's more like boredom than disgust? If similar experiences are created by the same person, they will become similar no matter what. This is a routine.

Although I have been trying my best to avoid the repetition of similar plots, but in the end I found that I am not strong enough at all.

Before I have enough accumulation to create more excellent works, even if I rack my brains, I can only weave a few patterns.

But my self-esteem does not allow me to copy the previous things and fool others, so I am troubled. "

Hearing Setsuna's answer, Altair nodded and said:

"In a moment, you are a little different from those ordinary creators in the world. You are the first guide born in the garden of death to confirm the coordinates. You neither need to fight for the difficulties of life, nor need to use your works to ridicule World strife.

You're just creating for your own interest and helping others achieve their wishes... aren't you? "

Altair reopened the lid of the pot, and suddenly, a burst of rich milky fragrance filled the whole room, and also aroused those starved worms in Shimazaki Setsuna's stomach.

"Um, um, yes, at first I just thought that my own death caused a lot of trouble for everyone, so I can do what I can, and it is what I am good at and what I like, of course I want to help everyone .”

Altair calculated that the time was almost up, and after stirring it, he began to turn off the fire to finish.

"So, Setsuna, wouldn't it be good to return to the original intention? You create for your own interest, and you create for finding a better world. If you think those commissions are boring, then you should not accept them."

Altair walked out of the kitchen with a small saucepan in an apron posture, put the pot on the heat insulation mat in the center of the table, and said:

"You are the first guide in the Garden of the Dead, and you are also the authority in the Garden of the Dead, but now you are not the only guide, you can leave it to others..."

Blocking Setsuna's little hand who was about to step forward to lift the lid of the pot, Altair pointed to the ink marks on her hand and said: