"Poof—cough, cough—" After walking so far, she was a little thirsty and picked up the teacup on the table to drink tea. But just before the tea reached her mouth and she could swallow it, she squirted out the water in an instant when she heard this.

What, what???

Flora waved her hand silently, and the tea sprayed by mousse on her face disappeared in an instant. There was a little embarrassment in the face, and it turned into its original refreshing appearance.

"Flora, you're a god!" Wake up, how can you be so desired?

“…… You, you have to look like a god. Mousse said in an accentuated voice

She was tired.

Flora's eyes staring at Mousse's red lips were slightly deep, but the expression she showed when she looked towards Mousse was a little dazed: "What about the gods, gods can also have selfishness and desires, and we are not omnipotent." Flora's long tone deliberately emphasized the word "desire".

"Also, can't I be a god on your own? I don't need the faith of those guys in Eden, but I have to say what I want, I ...... I just want you, an adult. ”

When Flora takes a step forward, Mousse silently takes a step back, and when Flora takes another step forward, Mousse silently takes another step back. The two of you, you and I retreated, and you and I retreated, until Mousse had nowhere to go and was pressed against the bed-

Seeing that he had no way out, Mousse's face flushed a little anxiously, his red lips pursed slightly, and then he said a little dryly: "Flora, we have something to discuss, can we?"

"That's what you're saying again, sir." Flora snorted lightly, her expression slightly dissatisfied, "I've heard your fool countless times, but this time I don't believe it anymore." Unless you take some practical action and let me see ......"

“…… Huh?" Mousse: No, man.

When did I fool you countless times, and I did this once today?

Could it be that before I lost my memory, I was such a big liar who deceived my feelings and deceived my feelings?

Muston was shocked.

No, absolutely impossible! Absolute!

She didn't hesitate to kick that opinion out of her head. I'm not that kind of person, huh.

“…… Ay? What about the other gods?" When Mousse looked into the distance, he realized that she and Flora were the only ones left in the huge room.

Oh no, this damn delicate atmosphere of solitude.

Flora smiled obediently: "They're going to build infrastructure." ”

“…… Infrastructure?" Mousse's tongue circled around his mouth, spitting out these two words with difficulty.

Will the gods still engage in infrastructure?

When it comes to infrastructure, Mousse thinks of rice, potatoes, building houses, building bridges, and so on.

I'm curious about how the gods build their infrastructure, and this kind of work doesn't match their identity.

"Well, infrastructure." Flora smiled and turned back into the obedient god who admired Mousse.

Mousse couldn't tell, but she just thought something was weird—

"No, let's not talk about anything else, just why did you bring me to this place?"

Flora pulled out some daily necessities from her space and said slowly, "Although this place is dangerous, it is indeed the safest place. ”

"Ah, but—" Mousse pursed his lips, "I don't think I should have stayed here." ”

No.

In fact, I don't think I should be around you guys (smile jpg.)

"Ah, shouldn't it......"

Flora suddenly leaned down, pressing one hand on the sheets and the other on Mousse's shoulder. The wide clerical robe on his body was greatly skewed down with his sudden movements—

Flora's collarbone and the sides of her chest are suddenly visible.

However, Flora herself seemed to be unaware, and looked at Mousse fixedly: "It's my lord, you don't want to stay with me, do you?"

Mousse looked at Flora dumbfounded. I watched his clothes slowly, slowly, skew down—