This is the sixth day that Tezcatlipoca has been lying unobtrusively in the Storm Frontier lounge.

As a ship that was clearly built with the average human in mind, every room in the Storm Frontier was much smaller than the equivalent of the current Imperial ships that performed a similar function. However, given that it was originally designed as a common room for parties, the room with the statue of the emperor still has considerable volume.

There was smoke in this considerable volume, and it was hard to say whether it was from the power of the "smoke mirror" that had unconsciously escaped, or from the corpses of Laho sticks piled up in the ashtray on the small coffee table. In any case, the initiator is clearly the Almighty God (self-made human incarnation) who stretches himself out on the couch and lies on it as a matter of course. By all accounts, this is not a behavior to be encouraged, but it is a pity that during the time of arrival in Barr, the already overstretched crew of the Storm Boundary was too busy to punch the back of the head, and most of them were missions that required off-ship activities. Even Fujimaru Rikka sometimes simply lives outside with the hospitality of the Holy Blood Angel.

In the past few days, no one had been to this room except Arjuna, and naturally no one had protested Texcatlipoca's behavior, or reminded him that there was another place in the ship's smoking room—until now.

The mechanical friction of the room's door sliding open did not alert Tezcatlipoca. The spatial expansion technique inside the Storm Boundary may interfere with the supernatural senses of most psykers in this world, but not his.

The Almighty God reluctantly got up from the couch and casually shook the messy blonde hair on his shoulders behind his back, out of sight. He knew that the person who had come was Asclepius, who was in charge of staying on the ship, and he had expected that the health-conscious healer would be very critical of his actions during this time, but to his surprise, the first thing that began to appear in the room was the rumble of the exhaust fan operating at high power, rather than the sound of preaching.

"I thought you were going to complain to me." In the smoke, Tezcatlipoca's tone was very listless, "Well, I'm expecting you to do this, because I'm not — usually—bored right now." ”

"I don't have much to say about exotic divinities." Asclepius' voice replied in the noise of the exhaust fan, "I am committed to pulling humanity back from the brink of disease, pain, and death, and you push them through. There is a fatal difference in philosophy, and it is useless for you and me to talk more about each other, and in the end it will only develop into irreconcilable conflict. You should have realized this when you were in the Persona Belt. ”

Tezcatlipoca let out a slightly deflated voice, "But I'm really bored. ”

He did not deny that he did expect a pastime object with "irreconcilable conflict" to appear in front of him, but since the other party had already seen through this first, he did not force the other party to entertain him. Texcatlipoca that appears in Chaldea is always a relatively talkative Tezcatlippoca.

"Then find something less boring to do. You're not tied to this ship. Asclepius mercilessly began to chase people away.

"It's unfortunate, I do have a reason to have to wait here boringly." Tezcatlipoca shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head in the direction of the statue of the Emperor, "There are some things I need to talk to him about, but he is so responsive to questions...... Ay. ”

I don't know if it's true or not, but in the end, Tezcatlipoca still "sighed bitterly" about it. Asclepius' gaze paused for a few seconds at the statue of the Emperor and Tescatlipoca through the ethereal choking smoke, and then asked as if he were considering something: "Is it that he 'can't' talk to this foreign divinity, or does he 'not want to' do it?" ”

"I think it's the latter." Tezcatlipoca said this, lighting another cigarette in front of the doctor, "There's nothing wrong with the operation, he just can't 'make a decision' on whether or not to make this deal with me." ”

Asclepius nodded, asserting in a determined tone with definite displeasure, "I see. ”

This unusual attitude intrigued Texcatlipoca: "What's the high idea? ”

"It's not a 'high opinion', but it's worth a try." Asclepius put it this way, "In psychology, people tend to be more prone to lust and shame when confronted with objects of similar rank to their own level. If this applies to the emperor as well...... Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen. ”

Tskatlipoca slowly put the word "confused" on his face, but Asclepius ignored him, just turned away and returned to the break room five minutes later, still holding a green onion.

"I thought about it again on the way." The Argo's ship doctor strode through the lounge this time, walked directly to the statue of the emperor, and slapped the green onion on the base of the statue, "I think it's better to write a story related to this into a pamphlet, and send a random shot in the middle of the forbidden army, Astarte, the state religion, or anyone." Although strictly speaking, we don't actually know each other, but since the general trend of history is similar, I believe that some of the things that happened on my side should have happened on your side in a similar way, so this is not a rumor. I don't know what you think as a client? If I don't reply, I'll do just that. ”

Tescatlipoca, who was missing a part of the synopsis (referring to the Emperor rowing aboard the Argo), was a little puzzled by this situation, but in any case, the effect of this powerful medicine was immediate:

Reluctantly, the statue emits a hazy golden light, and the emperor's face made of marble, gold leaf, and rock paint shows a "reluctant" expression under the subtle changes in light:

"What the hell are you trying to say?" The long-awaited Lord of Humanity resounded throughout the room with his psychic energy, and there was indeed vigilance hidden under his helpless tone, "We may be able to talk to each other, but this does not mean that there may be a basis for mutual agreement between our views. ”

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Bonus: When Asclepius first appeared, Marcan Ferros, the Iron Father, had better not know about it.

USS Storm Border, Infirmary.

Asclepius (former): The patient has been brought here? Who's doing it?

Rika Fujimaru: Me and Eun.

Asclepius (for basic checks): Luckily, I didn't take any secondary damage while moving, just a bit of an overdose of the Psi-based stabilizer. The next time you encounter this situation, try not to move the patient, and you should call me directly. I'm going to start surgery, take the door with me when I leave, and give me permission to visit whoever wants to come in—

In the distance of the corridor, the inexplicable Iron Hand shouted: I don't care what you pharmacists are talking about, the Iron Father will survive! The Sons of Gorgon never say never!!

Asclepius: ......?

Rika Fujimaru: .......

Asclepius: Son of what?

Fujimaru Rika (hanging on the waist of the god of medicine in a hurry): Although you heard it right, it's not what you think, my good brother*, you listen to my explanation-

Asclepius (scuffle): You go away, you are my junior sister, don't get in the way of my surgery-

* In the end, only normal treatment was performed during the operation, and the apothecary of the Iron Hand was allowed to sit by. Thank you, God of Medicine. *

* But apparently, Ferros was well studied from top to bottom. And after being diagnosed as this Gorgon is not Bigorgon, he was strongly disliked by the god of medicine. *