[Become the god of love? Maybe it works!

You work hard to correct them and get their red line, maybe in the future you will be able to have the divinity of the god of love and replace the original god of love~]

Thinking about what Uncle Fang said when he left the temple. I'm walking slower and slower, and the homework in my hands is getting heavier and heavier.

In addition to saying these words, that Uncle Fang just now also gave me a simple light, saying that I will have basic divinity in this way.

But to put it that way, the way he opened the light was nothing more than dancing with his hands, dancing twice around me with my grandfather like a nervous disorder. And after the consecration, I didn't feel any changes in my body, and the world was no different, it was completely the same as before.

"Ahh What the hell is it to correct others! Do you mean that I am going to chase girls?! Uncle Fang, don't you know that I've been single for seventeen years?! Damn it! ”

I knelt on the crowded street and let out an unwilling roar. The eyes of passers-by are focused on me, they must think I am sick, right? Hmph, these stupid mortals. I'm not going to tell them that my family is a god who saves the world! What is wrong with the children of God shouting twice in the street? Hum.

"But let's be honest. It's not realistic at all. Even if you say it, no one will believe it, right? ”

Patting the dust off my pants, I stood up and walked back on my way home as if nothing had happened just now. I thought about what had happened ten minutes earlier, and the dream-like development of the plot became more and more blurry in my memory.

"Ahh Maybe I've been drugged! ”

Muttering, I snuck my ass. Thankfully, I didn't feel any signs of pain in my butt. Then I hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up on the idea of taking a breath and smelling my own mouth.

It's so impure! It's so low-level!

I cursed myself in my heart, immersed in the world of my own thinking, and before I knew it, I was at home.

The house is neither old nor brand-new, it was bought by my parents back then. It accompanied my lonely childhood, but also the years of my growing up. To be honest, I think it's not big, but it's also habitual to live. And the elders are away all the year round, and this small house is still spacious when living alone.

I remembered that after my grandfather opened the light to me in the broken temple, he told me that he would leave for a few days temporarily, and my heart was full of helplessness. It's rare for grandpa to come back, and before he can catch up with him and enjoy the love of his grandson, he ran away without a trace, will he be like this in the future?

"Alas~Alas~Alas~ I'm so young, I shouldn't sigh every day~"

As I walked to the door as I walked to the outside door, I was talking to myself as I heard a familiar, slightly dull girl's voice coming from behind me.

"Human sandbag, so you live in this kind of place?"

When I heard this voice, my heart beat unconsciously.

Both because of her voice, which has changed due to the mask, is too magnetic. It is also because of the palpitations when he was injured at noon.

Look back.

Ellie, a delinquent girl with a mask and a school uniform jacket tied around her waist, looked at me with her hands crossed over her chest with a look of contempt in her eyes. Then she stretched out her well-proportioned left hand, shook it in front of me, and said to me:

"My mother just happened to be short of money today, do you have any on you? Borrow some flowers from the old lady? ”

I should have been full of egg pain in my heart, but at the moment I didn't have the heart to entangle the unhappiness of being cleared.

For I saw on the wrist of her left hand, a white silver thread as thin as a hair, dancing lightly in the air, attached to my left wrist. I'm sure it's not spider silk, and it's definitely not any kind of artificial silk thread.

In addition to that, I saw a few faint bruises on her white lotus root-like arms.

Immediately afterward, I was stunned, and she grabbed my hair again.

"Damn! Forgot to cut your hair! ”

I wouldn't have thought that I would have a story with her, a bad girl, Ellie.