ghost world

【Complaints and provocations】

Half a month later, Xi Pei still did not show up.

Mammon became impatient.

If he doesn't hand over for a day, he will work for the tenth world for a day.This is nothing, and more importantly, when he was working, Metatron went to supervise the construction of the newly built city. Apart from having dinner together, the two hardly saw each other, let alone develop a relationship.

He looked down at the ring on his middle finger, frowning deeply.

The middle finger is engagement, which is the observation period.If the two of them continue to gather less and leave more like this, the observation period is likely to become a period of indifference.

Although Mammon is not worried about Metatron cheating or changing his mind, he is very worried that what Metatron said last time was impulsive, and time will allow his impulse to settle and become the last thing he wants to see. sanity.

Waiting for tens of thousands of years is already unbearable for him, and he will never allow himself to repeat the same mistakes.

The only one who can solve the current embarrassment is Shipley, but after he returned to the Tenth Realm, he basically didn't do anything, hiding in the church and confessing all day long.This pious attitude made his anger grow day by day.

He prefers action to compensation over apology.Obviously, Shipley's performance was quite poor.

He tried to find fault with him several times, but Shipley blocked him with a gentle smile and a calm attitude.Except for his son, the current Shipley basically has no desires or desires.

Since the fire has not found a proper outlet, it burns even more vigorously.

Mammon began to think about other ways to find fault.

So, after finally getting a good night's sleep, Raphael was woken up by a letter of complaint after lying down for 5 minutes.

"Ma, door!"

He gritted his teeth.

"Xi, Pu, Lie!"

He gnashed his teeth.

Mi, Ka, Le!

He meditated in his heart.

Michael said blankly: "Angels don't need to sleep."

Raphael said: "Because those angels don't have such a heavy workload."

Michael looked at him, silent for a long time.

Raphael was stunned by him, "Do you want to deny it?"

"I was wondering," Michael frowned, "did I receive a verbal complaint from an employee?"

Raphael said: "What do you think is the way you handle complaints?"

"Solve the problem." Michael said, "I'm happy."

"You mean to reduce the workload?" Raphael's eyes lit up.

Michael said: "Or, solve the root of the problem."

"..." Raphael crumpled the complaint letter in his hand with a smile, "Now I know how to deal with Mammon's complaint."

Paradise has always been quick to handle complaints.

Not long after Mammon sent the letter, Raphael descended with six pure white wings, chattering.

Since most of the residents of the main city went to help build the new city, very few angels stayed in the main city.Raphael quickly discovered this, so he put away the specially transformed aura on his head to highlight the image.

Mamen stood on the balcony of the office, watched him fly over, and handed him the coffee in her hand.

Rafael smiled and said: "A cup of coffee can't solve all the grievances between you and me."

Mammon smiled, "I just want to try to see if I can poison you to death."

"You lack common sense." Raphael sat down on the railing of the balcony, took the coffee, and took a sip.

Mammon rests her elbows on the railing, another cup of coffee in her other hand.

"Are you worried?" Raphael asked.

Mamen said, "You should have seen my complaint."

Raphael said: "I sympathize with you."

"Is it sympathy?" Raphael thought for a while and said, "In a sense, yes."

Mammon smiled, raised her eyebrows and said, "So, I believe you should be very willing to get rid of Shipley."

Unexpectedly, Raphael shook his head and said, "On the contrary. I am very reluctant."

"Oh?"

"Compassion is a kind of spiritual comfort. It turns out that I am not the only unlucky one in the world. So..."

Mamen nodded and said, "I understand."

Raphael said: "I hope my explanation can make you think about it, and take back this letter of complaint." He took out the crumpled letter.

Mammon didn't even look at it, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The letter burned.

Raphael threw it into Mammon's cup.

Mammon spilled coffee casually.

Raphael jumped up and threw the coffee and the cup at Mammon.

Mammon stepped aside.

There was a mess on the balcony.

Ashes, coffee, fragments of cups...

Mammon glanced at the empty cup in his hand that had survived the battle, squinted at Raphael, and sighed, "You are too naive."

"..." Raphael caught sight of him hooking the handle of the coffee cup, the blue black gemstone was dazzling against the golden ring, "Have you got Metatron done?"

Mammon smiled sweetly, "I don't want to agree with you, because your words are really vulgar. We are happy with each other, talk to each other, and finally settle down for life." He suddenly felt that Raphael was very pleasing to the eye.

After he was with Metatron, he had never met a suitable object to show off.Although Shipley did not miss the opportunity to show off, but his expressions were too few and his mood swings were too small, so he did not receive enviable results.Although showing off to Raphael is a bit unkind, the Demon King of Hell never regards kindness as an indicator of his behavior.

"Okay, I'll change one word." Raphael coughed dryly, "Did you mess with Metatron?"

……

The smile in Mamen's eyes froze slightly, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, "What do you think?"

"To avoid the question is to answer the question." Raphael nodded clearly, "I understand."

Mammon was sure that she was dazzled just now.Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to think Raphael is pleasing to the eye.

Raphael obviously didn't care that his status in Mammon's eyes dropped again and again, and continued: "The ring is worn on the middle finger, which means that it is still in the hesitation period."

Mammon grinned grinningly, "How are you going to deal with the next problems in the Tenth Realm?"

Raphael let him change the subject, and did not chase after him, "Since Shipley wants to hand over the tenth world to Hippe, then he will do as he wishes."

Mammon shrugged indifferently, "Very good. I hope to see him soon."

Raphael said: "If I remember correctly, Hippe seems to be a guest in hell."

"Really?" Mamen said without changing his expression, "It would be even better to know his whereabouts. I look forward to the handover ceremony with him as soon as possible."

Raphael was noncommittal.

Mamen said: "Otherwise... I will be in a very bad mood." People who are dissatisfied with their desires are usually not in a very good mood.

Raphael looked at him sideways.

Mammon grinned.

What would the devil do if he was in a bad mood?

……

The opposite of a good thing.

At dinner, Metatron noticed that Mammon was depressed, and couldn't help asking why.

Mammon ate for a while, then slowly raised her head.Although he didn't deliberately show a sad expression, this atmosphere has been created by him silently.

"What's wrong?" Metatron said softly.

"Raphael has come." Mammon whispered.

Metatron waited for him to follow.

Mammon stroked the ring lightly with her finger, "This is, engaged?"

Metatron seemed to understand.

Mamen Zhuangruo casually said: "When will it be able to move one space to the side?"

Metatron chuckled and said, "For us, is there any difference between engagement and marriage?" Both engagement and marriage are just formalities, isn't the most important thing being together?

"Then," Mammon suddenly appeared beside Metatron, knelt down on one knee, gently took Metatron's hand, pressed a kiss on the back of his hand, and looked at him affectionately, " Shall we just do what we do when we get married?"