"Playing cards, character data. ”

"Playing cards?

"Three of spades?"

"Well, it looks like I'm still disqualified. But well...... It is better to die than to be free. ”

The black-haired and black-eyed boy tilted his head and spread his hands to say this, but instead of frustration or anger, his tone was light and pleasant.

"When you look at it this way, it's like a pipe dream of mine. ”

Hehehe.

The boy smiled, his crescent-like eyebrows and lips making his face exaggerated and distorted like a clown's makeup, exuding an "alien" aura.

"It's just that there are certain things that can't be changed by the 'omnipotent' playing cards. ”

He bent down, picked up the carbon pen that was rolling on the ground, and placed it on the computer desk.

"For example...... Now my real name is 'Zuo Mohui'?"

Pitch-black, twisted veins of vines appeared on the boy's pale skin, writhing and curling up like living creatures, connecting into the boy's eyes, turning the dull amber into an abyss-black black.

Four black jade-like eyes, which at first glance looked like some kind of ornament, protruded from the boy's forehead, and two identical eyeballs reflected light on the sides of his cheeks.

His nails were sharp and pitch-black, and a dull chitin shell covered his hands and spread into his sleeves. The boy cracked his mouth, and among the sharp fangs was two long, needle-like teeth reminiscent of vampires, but they were really nothing more than needles for injecting venom and digestive enzymes. The legs under the trousers made a crisp sound of bone rubbing, and there was a subtle deformation of the original calf position, which seemed to ...... It is bending in the opposite direction from the original.

The shoe and sock were torn apart by the claws of an insect and a reptilian fusion, and the boy looked at his feet, casually closing his slender knife-like toes, slicing the torn shoe into pieces.

The body that has taken about ten years of life to transform is enough for his own life to survive in this life, not to mention the cells that accelerate division and remove the restriction of mutation, so that the lost life can also be restored by devouring living beings, so that he ...... Seems to be complete?

"How could it be. ”

He sneered disdainfully, and the alien features around him quickly faded back into the ordinary, gentle teenager.

"I am 'Huoomizu', the messenger of messengers, the lord of twisted vanity, the wandering despair. ”

"If the new outer god is so unproductive, you will be very distressed to think of it. Is that right? My dear friend Naia. ”

"That's right~wrong~!, my lovely bewilderment, Lord Nayaratotip, I'm very optimistic about you, a junior!"

With silver hair hanging down the waist, a mix of Eastern and Western but undoubtedly pretty faces, a bumpy figure and a black and white plaid skirt, this "Naiyaratotep-sama" is exactly the same as "Naiako" in a light novel no matter where you look at it.

Except for the eyes that are no different from those of the bewildered soldiers, as dark as eternal night.

"I'm here to pick you up, my lovely fool. ”

"Oh, how did you find me without poker?"

"How can that kind of half-finished toy, which only encompasses several worlds, or is stuck in two or three dimensions, stop my Lord Nayarathotep!

"Not yet. ”

The boy smiled, and without hesitation refused the girl's outstretched white arm and invitation.

"Give me sixty years of paid leave, and after sixty years, you come and pick me up. ”

"Allah, I'm going to take paid leave when I just take office, and I'm starting to wonder if I should go to Xinhuali to recruit a few team members who are better than the cute Confused Pawn...... Can I not give it?"

The girl muttered in frustration, her eyes wide as those of an abandoned pet dog, her dark eyes full of tears of pleading.

And the young man smiled a little hideously and said with a bright smile: "Are you listening to my tone and discussing with you?"

Nyaratotip's shoulders immediately collapsed: "Okay...... What a bad guy is...... Forget it, I'll take a leave of absence from my boss and I'll have fun......"

"You just want to observe the change in my mindset over the past sixty years, right?"

"Of course, you're the first evil god to be transformed from a human. ”

Nyaratotip took the boy's arm and smiled pleasantly, brightly.

"If you don't take a good look, how can you do it?"

"Ah, that's right. The boy looked down at the beautiful girl who had pressed the softness on his arm, and showed an equally cheerful and brilliant smile, and a little more hideous. "If it were me, I would do the same. ”

"'The Last Goodness' or something...... It's super interesting. ”

"yes, yes, the little fool thinks so, right?"

The girl's smile is sweeter and more pleasant, as if the poppy is as gorgeous and poisonous as the bone, this is the smile that belongs to "Nyara Totip".

"What will your future look like?"

"Me...... But I'm looking forward to it...... Haha......"