After a momentary trance, as if his mind was blank for a moment, Ling Yan once again appeared under the ball of light in the main god space.

It's just that the only difference is that this time apart from him, there is only Xiaobaiyin left・・・・・・ to put it bluntly, that is, he is the only one left・・・・・・

Although for the reincarnation, it seems to increase the pressure every moment during the mission, and it is not until he returns to the main god space that he really relaxes.

Because for Samsarsam, there is nothing better than the time after the mission.

When the mission is over, there are no more dangers or other unforeseen circumstances.

During these ten days, it is possible to enjoy with this most rare ease the luxuries that even a king cannot buy.

It's just that this kind of time seems so dead and tormented for Ling Yan now・・・・・・

He stood up, looked around the base camp where there were originally six rooms and only one remained, and smiled self-deprecatingly and hollowly: "Is this self-inflicted?" ”

"Dad Pa ・・・・・・" looked at his father at this time, and the little cat demon pulled the corner of his clothes: "Where's Mom?" ”

Hearing his daughter's question, Ling Yan subconsciously froze for a while, and then showed an expression that could probably be called a smile and said, "Is Bai Yin hungry?" Craving something? ”

It's a very inferior way to change the topic.,This kind of topic that no matter what kind of child won't believe it, Bai Yin doesn't believe it for granted.。

"Meow isn't hungry at all! Meow wants mom! She pulled the corner of her father's clothes and shouted at her father, tears in her eyes overflowing: "My sisters are gone!" The aunts are also gone! Mom is gone! Why meow! Why meow! ”

"--Because I'm useless because of your father." He touched Xiao Baiyin's head and said.

"No, meow! Dad Pa can obviously save Mom! Slapped his father's hand away, and the little cat's eyes said angrily to his father: "Dad himself knows meow!" In fact, Dad doesn't blame you for anything Mom makes! It's just that you don't dare to do it! ”

"Because it would hurt your mother to do it." Without any angry emotions, Ling Yan explained to his daughter.

"Meow don't! Don't meow! The little cat demon shouted at his father, and then turned around and left the team: "This kind of father meow is the most annoying!" Meow is going to find grandpa and master! They're sure to save Mommy's meow! ”

As soon as the words fell, the little cat demon disappeared into the team's station・・・・・・

That's it. He was really the only one left in the station・・・・・・

"That's fine." Looking at his departed daughter, he sighed as if relieved, and then walked into his room, leaning back on the chair in the room that looked a little old, and couldn't sleep for some reason.

He closed his eyes and ran his fingers over the edge of the table. The familiar texture also needs to be notched, making him seem to return to the memory of the past.

Everything was familiar as if the bloody storm had not yet happened, and in the darkness he closed his eyes, locking himself in a small world like the withdrawn guy from a long time ago.

I don't know why, he didn't relax in this long-lost feeling, he just felt empty in his heart.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the dark world was far away, but any ornaments in front of him had no color in his eyes at this time.

There are no mood swinging colors, just a dead and hazy gray ......

He remembered how big the table was. There was something on it, and he remembered how many layers there were in the corner of the refrigerator that he had spent so much effort to buy, and maybe there were vegetables in it that he had left behind before he came to the main god space.

Thirteen paces from the doorway to the edge of the bed, the cup was in the center of the bedside table, and the plates were folded and placed in the cupboard......

There is no need to think about it, everything has been engraved in the depths of the feeling with time; Here, you can do anything well without even your eyes.

Remembering his past, he closed his eyes and got up from his chair. Guided by your senses, you pick up the cup from the coffee table behind you, then take three steps to the left and pick up the thermos.

After shaking it, you can hear the sound of water inside. As he pulled out the cork, the temperature of the hot water came from the rising steam, and his arm tilted into the cup to pour the still warm water.

When the sound of the splash changed to a familiar rhythm, he put the thermos up and put the cork back in place.

There is no need to look at it, the hot water in the cup is exactly seven cents of the capacity.

He sat back down in his original place, holding the glass of water and smiled with a complicated smile.

What should I say? Even if it's to regain the light. Nor could he give it up completely.

The glass pressed closer to his lips and made no further movements, his movements froze, and he suddenly remembered the familiar laughter of a woman.

He subconsciously turned his head, hoping to see her still standing behind him and smiling at her in lounge clothes・・・・・・ but there was nothing but air・・・・・・

"It can't be like this anymore." He slowly lowered his glass. I opened my eyes and looked at the restored color, and repeated: "It can't be like this." ”

This life has long passed, but what are you still remembering? Could it be just—the room now lacks everything she'd exchanged?

From beginning to end, he was a withdrawn person who couldn't even face the world without the help of others.

His own shrine maidens and those girls have been relying on him, but why haven't he been relying on his own shrine maidens and them?

The cozy room that had been dressed up, and even the room with a special kitchen, had now changed back to its original appearance, only suitable for a lonely guy to live in.

"Until now, it's still so fragile."

Leaning back in his chair tiredly, he looked up and sighed.

He suddenly realized that even if he was a fool like himself to this point, he didn't even know how to move forward in the future without his shrine maidens and those girls.

Now that his witches and those girls have completely left, he is still wandering in this state, which is ridiculous......

"At least you have to be a little bit of a real bad person."

He gently stroked his teacup, "I need that kind of consciousness now, and then find a way to snatch you back from that world." He smiled self-deprecatingly and lit the light in his room.

No longer rejecting the soft white light, he just lay lazily under the light of the photo agency.

At least, let me get some rest now・・・・・・ I'm a little weaker, right?

As if to tell the shrine maiden who was waiting for her to return, he closed his eyes slightly, wanting to rest for a while・・・・・・

However, it was at this time that a hint of another meaning suddenly sounded in my mind:

"The [Thousand Army] Warband successfully 'robbed' and requested to enter the Dream Team station・・・・・・" (To be continued.) )