Mousse, who was hurriedly carried to the top of the gods, was confused, and his hair fluttered in the air~~~

Mousse She was tired, tired and didn't want to speak.

As an ordinary person, no matter how much her physical strength is compared, she can't compare to a god...... After this journey, hey, she can't move this old bone.

That's right, Mousse thinks he's old. Although she still looks like an 18-year-old beautiful girl...... But you don't need me to say more about this mental age, right? I understand everything.,Oh open.,Almighty old virgin Σ(゚∀゚ノ)ノ✓

When Apollo reached the top of the gods, the other gods arrived.

He looked indifferently at the menacing gods who had gathered, and the arm holding Mousse in his left hand was slightly tight, and his eyes were contemptuous.

“…… Is this finally here?" Mousse's grumbling voice came from Apollo's shoulder, and he stretched out a paw and pressed it against Apollo's chest.

"......" Apollo: Well, it was quite sudden.

was about to kick off the prelude, and the atmosphere was about to move, but when they saw the mousse on Apollo's shoulders like carrying a sack, everyone's movements slowly eased. Moreover, their gaze has become a little cautious.

They're like mascots or fragile objects.

It was as if they were waiting for Mousse to look up and say something.

Nervous and a little apprehensive.

In a trance, Mousse saw many people surrounding him from all sides, and surrounded himself in the middle. 'It's really jackals, tigers and leopards everywhere...... Mousse thought in a daze.

She looked up slowly, reached out and pulled her hat back, and when she was done, she slowly poked her head out of Apollo's shoulder...... Mousse's eyes were like torches, and her gaze swept over the bodies of everyone one by one, and the eyes of each god who met her eyes lit up slightly, as if she had successfully attracted attention.

Mousse looked at the handsome men and beautiful women with different flavors in front of him dizzily, his vision was still a little trance, these guys did look like those gods in the Western world, and they were dressed in the West.

When everyone looked at Mousse in amaze-

Mousse: "I, vomit—"

“……?！” The gods were stunned.

“……？” Apollo's face gradually darkened: I didn't expect anything more sudden?

Suddenly, there was a deathly silence on the scene.

Feeling Apollo gently put himself down, Mousse stiffened - could she say that she didn't really mean it just now, really, more real than pearls!!

From the atmosphere stimulated by one touch, to the large-scale confession scene, it has become an embarrassing meeting...... Mousse also had nothing to say.

Who told Apollo to hurry up so fast just now, as if there was a ghost chasing after him. No, my stomach is tumbling there unobediently—this, this accidentally makes a strange noise

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Mousse said: She will never carry this pot!

Fortunately, the god of flowers broke the situation first, and smiled refreshedly and wantonly: "Lord Mu, I'm Flora, do you remember me?"

Mousse turned his head, focused his gaze on Flora, and blurted out a butt blessing: "Isn't Flora a woman?"

Flora was stunned and smiled with melancholy eyes: "It seems that you really forgot, but I feel that you are still as straightforward as before." ”

Mousse looked at the melancholy beautiful boy in front of him, and a trace of guilt crossed his heart, but it was just a trace of it!

Beauty is a creature that can only be admired, not touched.