It's class time, but I'm able to take a leisurely walk outside the school at the moment. This rare experience is still thanks to the blessing of the earring man.

If he hadn't brought me a stick, I would still be sitting in the classroom in a bored daze.

Step by step, the calf, which was still a little painful, gradually ceased to be painful as time passed.

Although the wound healed so quickly that I was a little suspicious, I put all the credit for the healing on Dr. Yip.

My big sister, who is beautiful and young, rubs my body with her special medicine, and I think that even if I am on the verge of death, I will definitely be able to come back to life immediately.

"Doctor Ye, it's really very tall."

With my hands behind my head and looking up at the blue sky, letting the scorching early autumn sun shine on my face, I was once again immersed in the treacherous mountains of my doctor's sister.

Then I quickly remembered the softness of Elle somewhere.

Except for being too thin, everything is good.

As for the fear of being made a "facial cleanser" by the washboard, I have automatically blocked it. That kind of thing, please disappear into the depths of my memory, never recall.

When I left school, I had already thought that now I would go to the ancestral temple first, and then have a good understanding of how to become the "god of love".

After all, the last time was too hurried, Uncle Fang and Grandpa were like young people in a hurry to go to the night club, and they didn't want to stay even a moment longer. And everyone's strange habits in reality also make me desperate to make the world normal.

This time, I must ask things clearly. Then I took my steps towards the goal of becoming the god of love.

"Squeak"

The dilapidated wooden door of the temple was gently pushed open by me again.

I didn't come to the temple for two days, and a few fallen leaves were already left on the floor. There are also green foliage, probably blown down by the summer wind.

It is still a ruined temple with no people, except for the people of our sect and political family, it seems that no one has ever come to worship, and it seems unusually quiet.

If the believers are friends of the temple, then the ruined temple of my family must be terrifyingly lonely.

"Uncle Fang~"

Shouting lazily, I walked to the wooden table where the idol was enshrined, and then bent down to pull the mechanism under the wooden table.

This mechanism, which controls the secret door at the bottom of the idol, has somehow become a switch to connect to the "divine realm". As soon as I pull it down, the self-proclaimed god "Uncle Fang" will be able to communicate with me.

"Uncle Fang~"

Looking at the black hole as deep as a sunflower, I shouted again weakly.

"it!"

Soon, Uncle Fang's impatient voice came from the "black hole". It's obviously a god, but he speaks so vulgarly, it's really incomprehensible.

Speaking of which, when I first met him, he actually threw his boogers in my broken temple! Damn it! Even I, the heir, haven't thrown boogers!

"Uncle Fang, I have something to do with you."

Pulling the futon under my buttocks, I sat on the futon and looked at the idol on the wooden table.

I don't have a good impression of Uncle Fang, and I don't have any thoughts of respect and worship. Maybe it's because he's too much like an ordinary uncle, and he doesn't have the feeling that a god should have.

Of course, I don't have any dislike for him. How so? It's not good, it's not bad, it feels a little kind, but it's a little strange, like a distant uncle and aunt.

But if it's really related to him, it's not bad, after all, you can have a little relationship with the gods.

In the future, when you brag, you can also say: I have an uncle in my family who is a god, do you know? Envy or not envy me? Do you want to kneel and lick me?

"Tell me something, I'm busy."

Uncle Fang came out of the bottom of the idol little by little, as if he had been pulled out by the idol, which made me feel a chill.

This time, he showed up. The last time I asked him what the "white line on the wrist" and "edge" were, he just communicated with me over the air.

"Damn! How is this idol so ugly! ”

Uncle Fang, who was talking to himself, was still wearing a vest and big pants. Then, right in front of my eyes, I climbed up to the wooden table where the idol was enshrined and slapped the idol on the floor.

“。。。。”

Damn it! That god is like something from my house! Although I don't like that idol either, Uncle Fang, is it really good for you to shoot my things away!

"Uncle Fang. The head of the idol of my family. It seems to have fallen, hasn't it? ”

Out of the corner of my eye, I twitched as I looked at the statue on the floor, its wooden head spinning on the floor like a spinning top.

"Whatever it is. Come, what do you want to ask? ”

Uncle Fang clasped his nose and sat cross-legged on the original position of the idol.

Your sister! Feelings, do you want me to worship you! Let's pick up the head of my idol first! Bastard God!

"Uncle Fang. Actually, there's nothing to do.,I just want to ask what to do to replace the god of love.,Hurry up and become the new god of love.。。 ”

Sighing, retracting my gaze from the decapitated idol, I looked at Uncle Fang and asked helplessly.

"You can't become fat by eating in one bite, and it's not good to be in a hurry for success."

Uncle Fang touched his chin, then picked his nose and said something that sounded reasonable. As long as he doesn't pick his nose, he still has a little bit of a god, even if he doesn't look like a god, he looks like a god.

He must have practiced the art of pretending to be a god stick somewhere.

"Then I need to know what to eat. Now I don't even know what to do in the first step, how do you call me to become a god of love? ”

I asked, holding my chin in my hands, with a confused expression.

"Didn't you say it before? You're going to fall in love! Catch up with the girls and get their fate. After more fate, you can become the god of love! ”

Uncle Fang frowned.

"Just chasing girls?" I couldn't believe it.

"yes, it should be okay to catch up with the girl?" Uncle Fang nodded, but he also seemed a little unsure.

"Then how am I going to chase. You see, this world has become a world of calcium. ”

I muttered, remembering Ellie. Even Ellie likes girls, who else can I chase? And stiffly break them straight, how am I going to break them? Do you break it with a stick?

"Do you want me to teach you to chase girls? If you don't understand, go play galgame, read romance novels, and watch TV series. ”

Uncle Fang twisted his body cross-legged, and then just lay down on his side, supporting his head with his hands like Maitreya Buddha, and looking at me with disdain.

“。。。。”

Is there a god so unreliable! And look at me with disdain! I want to look at you with contempt! Uncle Fang! You can catch up with girls by reading novels and playing galgame, and the neon otaku has long been a group of wives and concubines, okay?!

"Forget it. I feel that I can only learn from it, not copy it. ”

With a sigh, I pulled another futon and lay it on my side on both futons. Uncle Fang and I were one on top of the next, like two paralyzed old men, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Otherwise. Why don't you go and kill the god of love? ”

Uncle Fang, who was lying on his side, blinked twice and looked at me with a confused expression.

Can't understand his brain circuit at all, kill, kill, kill, don't you have any other thoughts than killing? There's a lot more you can do than kill! For example, drugging! For example, what is strong! Another example is the kidnapping ticket!

But.. I'm just thinking about the above things, and I'm definitely not going to do them.

"Ugh."

I had no clue at all, and let out a long sigh.

If the world of calcium stirring continues to develop like this, then I will definitely go prematurely. I don't want the photos of my dream and Watson getting married to appear in reality.

"That's right!"

At this time, Uncle Fang suddenly straightened up, clenched his left hand into a fist and knocked it on his right hand, and then said to me with a look of sudden realization:

"Otherwise, if you try to get stronger, you might be able to attract the attention of the girls!"

"Getting stronger?"

Lying on my side, I was stunned.

Although this idea seems to be a bit reliable, in such a world of calcium, it is estimated that it can only attract more men's attention, right?