Mori Chef's self-cultivation

It seems that the shadow of the Milky Way will never be seen in the bustling metropolis.

After all, the more densely populated areas are, the easier it is to accumulate emissions, causing a lot of pollution and blocking the beautiful sky full of stars.

But tonight was very different.

A light blue fluorescence flowing like a waterfall almost penetrated the entire night sky, flowing in a hazy way, with an ethereal texture like a veil, gently covering the town below.

It is not as dazzling as the aurora, but it is enough to cause pedestrians to stop and watch, pick up their mobile phones to take pictures of such a wonderful scene, and discuss with each other the cause of the beautiful scenery.

"Could it be that a large meteor swarm passed by?"

"Didn't find their shadows, it feels more like a mirage?"

Among the amazed and relaxed crowd, there was only one person who lowered his head solemnly and hurried towards the special aura he had sensed.

——If you let it go, you will definitely attract a large number of [monsters]... What is the origin of the other party?

His figure disappeared in the middle of the street with a whoosh, without attracting anyone's attention at all.

It's not that the citizens are too lack of vigilance to be indifferent to the drama of the big change, but that his existence is like air or wind, always lurking silently, and will only show his traces when necessary .

At the same time, another petite figure followed closely and arrived at the scene soon.

"Yato, what's wrong?"

The shorter figure was dressed in a white kimono, as beautiful as a girl waiting to be married, but the hair was decorated with the crown of the dead, which added a lot of weirdness to her.

She tilted her head, looking really innocent and harmless.

The boy who was called Yato did not answer immediately, but jumped onto the street lamp, continued to look up to observe the change, and subconsciously murmured: "It's not [Shihua]..."

Shihua is a line of damp areas revealed by the other side, which is very popular with monsters. If there is no god to clean up and eliminate them in time, it will easily turn into an unpredictable disaster.

He has killed countless times with his own hands.

But the current scene is obviously different from before.

In order not to miss important information, he stared almost unblinkingly until the cracks in the sky gradually closed and condensed into a slow-falling azure blue light ball and fell into his arms, then he lowered his eyes and muttered: "Do you think you Is it Princess Xida from the Castle of the Sky, actually playing this kind of plot...?"

It's all about complaining, and when the fluffy ball shadow transformed into a human form, he stopped talking and didn't dare to say anything more.

There is no way, anyone who suddenly has a sleepy beauty in his arms may not be able to calm down, not to mention that he is a relatively shy (?) type, how can he talk nonsense, and even breathe a lot easier in an instant.

However, the little girl standing below was not affected, she flew to his side like a dove lightly on her tiptoes, and poked the unidentified visitor from outside the sky.

One, two, three.

Still did not wake up.

"Fei, don't make trouble." The boy who supported the weight of the person in his arms with both arms couldn't move his hands, so he could only warn in a low voice.

Fei curled her lips slightly, as if she was dissatisfied, then raised the corners of her lips, and asked in an expectant tone: "Do you want to hand her over to Father? It just so happens that Yato hasn't been home for a long time, how about , let’s use her as a token of reconciliation.”

"She's still alive..."

As if tired of her self-righteousness, the blue-haired god, who looked like a 19-year-old middle school student, frowned and corrected a little tiredly: "Besides, I have no intention of going back, so I don't need you to think about it. "

"You will be rejected, Yato, do you want to be lonely? If you lose me, what will you fight with, hehe..."

It was obviously an extremely intimate gesture, as if the two were an inseparable couple, but the voice she confided was like a sharp knife point, mercilessly inserted into the other's chest, and then stirred slowly twice.

In the end, the ghost that had hurt enough people smiled, retreated into the cold darkness, and disappeared in an instant.

The surrounding temperature seemed to have risen a little following her departure, returning to the calm and peaceful scorching summer night, making the chirping of cicadas not far away even pleasant.

Yato couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and jumped off the streetlight with steady steps.

So Kurihara, who had saved his life, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the blue-haired boy's handsome and gloomy profile, and his dark eyes covered by the shadow of his forehead hair.

——A sad and beautiful boy who looks like an abandoned dog?

This was his most erroneous first impression of the god who seemed to be his savior.

Fortunately, without waiting for him to continue to misunderstand, he turned his head to Convenience with a sense of resemblance, met his eyes for a second, then quickly faded away the expression just now, and greeted him with a silly and cute face.

"You wake up so fast, isn't it said that you need to be kissed affectionately by His Royal Highness to wake up? Hmm, it seems that Lord Yato's charm is already stronger than the kiss of true love!"

There seemed to be a cry of "Wow, woof, woof" in the air.

Combined with his complacent look, people can't help but think of a runaway husky.

If it were an ordinary woman, now being held in the arms of a stranger, listening to a kiss and waking up to a kind of sexual harassment speech, she would definitely resort to the capital punishment of high heels and throwing her face in reflex to get away.

To be honest, he sincerely hopes that every woman can learn this kind of secret skills seriously, so as not to leave any chance for lawbreakers.

However, due to the special situation, he temporarily maintained the image of a vulnerable victim, like a dodder growing on a big tree, with his face upturned helplessly, and thanked in a low voice: "Well, it's thanks to Mr. Yato's help." , I don’t know if you can put me down, it’s really embarrassing..."

"I'm sorry I surprised you."

His routine was obviously in the opponent's arms, making people subconsciously put on a gentleman's attitude and let him return to the ground safely.

Perhaps due to the exhaustion of too much physical strength, he had to support the wall next to him to maintain his balance, and took the opportunity to observe his surroundings from the corner of his eye.

At the same time, chaotic memories also began to recover.

According to the impression left in his mind, he was chased by a mysterious force and dragged Mr. Dean into an unknown space like a tunnel, and then lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he fell into the current scene .

——If that person was hallucinating, it would be too real...

If it's the real Mr. Dean, doesn't it mean that the two of them got separated?

Kurihara Tsuru, who habitually traced the context of the incident from the beginning, became more silent, and instinctively looked at the wrist that had been held by the other party.

As a result, he accidentally discovered that wisps of fluorescent blue light replaced the warm touch, and the two characters "90" were printed on the fair skin, constantly attracting the attention of others.

"……This is?"

"Since you discovered it yourself, no matter what you think, I think I should tell you..." The blue-haired boy who noticed something wrong early in the morning scratched his head, glanced away rather unbearably, and revealed a rather heavy truth.

"—That, represents the time of life. Although I don't know what trouble you have caused, there is no doubt that you only have 90 days left to survive."

"Once it returns to zero, there is only one dead end."

Obviously it had nothing to do with him, but the young god still couldn't help feeling annoyed, as if he had personally pushed people to a desperate situation, unconsciously thinking of a remedy.

Then he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly found (he thought) a way to get the best of both worlds, so he invited excitedly: "If you can't change the ending, why don't you become my magic weapon after you die! Don't worry, you can eat and live. I will never treat you badly!"

"An artifact or something..."

The elegant young man in women's attire shuddered when he heard the words, as if he believed his words unconditionally, and cautiously asked back: "Could it be... Mr. Yato is a 'god'?"

"Yes, I am a god who can fulfill people's wishes, but I have to charge a small price in advance." The guy who often ignores the gods rubbed his fingers, expressing his needs in a very philistine way.

Looking at that posture, people who don't know the inside story will definitely think that he is a street scammer, who specializes in fooling old people and children who fall in love with him to earn high fraud fees.

As everyone knows, he is just a cheap god who can provide sex for five yen.

Who made him always do some misleading actions, it is really not to blame the audience in front of him for thinking wrong, labeling him as "lustful for money".

But compared to his sweetheart who makes a plan before launching an action, the equally intelligent Kurihara Tsuru is an out-and-out pragmatist. He belongs to the type of taking one step at a time and adjusting his combat strategy according to changes.

So facing the unscrupulous elements and urgently needing to find a place to rest for a while, he took the initiative to take a half step forward, lowered his eyes just right, and started empty-handed with a posture full of Wu (white) Gu (lotus) style. Glove White Wolf.

"Mr. Yato, I don't remember how I got here..."

In order to increase his persuasiveness, he also flipped through the pockets of his dress to prove that he was indeed a penniless wretch, "I have no money and no place to go. I wonder if you can take me in for a night, let me Think about it slowly..."

"Taking in or something..." As if he had been poked at a pain point, the blue-haired boy's body stiffened, showing a guilty conscience in embarrassment.

He doesn't even have a place to live. He lives every night at the shrines of other gods. How can he have the energy to entertain such a beautiful woman? It's just a dream.

But... being asked like that, it's really hard to refuse!

And the little devil who was watching him added fire at the right time, raising his bewildered blue eyes, emitting a dewy watery light wave similar to that of a feline in a pet store desperately trying to attract buyers.

"Just one night, can't you?"

The author has something to say: On how a bad cat can cheat Xiao Yugan from other people's hands after it starts wandering

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The current Yato has not met Hiyue Yukine, and the weapon he uses is still Fei, so he really wants to find a magic weapon that he can take advantage of, but it is a pity that he met Xiao Lizi, an honest person is destined to be bullied (?▽｀ )

PS: After this chapter was published, the part describing Yato as a cheap god of door-to-door service, the door-to-door service was actually harmonized, I couldn’t look at these four words directly, and suddenly felt very bad (yes Something is wrong with JJ! ヽ(;▽;)ノ

感谢在2020-11-1714:14:44~2020-11-1920:28:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 19 bottles for one bottle but drunk; 1 bottle for Fengxiao Wushuang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!