I, Minami Kotori, Son of the Sun

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the girl, giving her a golden glow. She rode at a moderate pace on the coastal road back to the city, with the divine boy following closely not far away.

The atmosphere between the god and the man was a little strange; they didn't talk to each other, but there was a vague sense of ambiguity.

It's like the unique youthfulness of a young couple who have just confirmed their relationship, and the wonderful feeling that makes them blush just by looking at each other.

"No, what's going on? Anan, what do you say we should do?" Bai Li asked his assistant helplessly for help. This was the first time that such a beautiful girl confessed to him. He was completely unprepared and had zero experience.

"This is what System God has done to himself. Anan will not comment on this."

The host fell in love with me, what a strange development.

If he were still human, facing such a beautiful girl, he would have no reason to refuse and would have wanted to agree on the spot, but...

What did he regard Minami Kotori as? A host, a partner, a friend? Or even a daughter who he watched grow up?

Before this, he had never considered Minami Kotori as a lover, nor did he dare to consider her as one.

He has become a god who has transcended vulgarity, shouldering the mission of saving the world, and will leave one day.

This is the first host, and Anan has made it very clear before. That means there is a second, a third, and countless dimensions waiting to be saved.

After all, he is just a passer-by in this world.

He is by no means an irresponsible guy. It is impossible for him to abandon his beloved girl thousands of miles away like a runaway marriage superman and let her wait pitifully for ten or eight years.

Moreover, the speed of time in different dimensions is different, and perhaps we will never see each other again after separation...

Didn't I say I would become an omnipotent god? But in the end, I still feel so powerless.

"That little bird..."

"Yes, we are going to a celebration party!" The girl stepped on the accelerator, as if the boy's response could not catch up with him.

"Little bird, ride slower!" Bai Li could only sigh helplessly.

Both of them felt very uncomfortable with the transition from being friends who could talk about anything to being in such a deformed pseudo-relationship.

. . .

"Oh, little bird, you're finally back?" The old man was already preparing to make a sample. He saw the heroic girl stop at the door of the store and gave her a thumbs up. "How is it? Motorcycle?"

"Very, very good! I like it very much!" Nan Xiaoniao responded with a bright smile and gave a thumbs up.

Is it an illusion? Why does it feel like Xiaoniao’s smile today seems a little forced?

Never mind, the food is already prepared.

"Ding dang dang! Look, what I prepared for you?" As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a familiar fragrance.

To be precise, Bai Li was very familiar with it. Nan Xiaoniao's tangled heart was also attracted by the fragrant smell and temporarily forgot the unanswered confession.

To be precise, she actively wanted to forget, so she didn't answer, but the answer was obvious.

She tried hard not to cry and tried her best to focus on the celebration party.

"Is it Sichuan and Chongqing hotpot? How did Dad make it so big?" It smells pretty good, so I guess a lot of thought must have gone into the preparation of the hotpot base.

"Hot pot?" Nan Xiaoniao tilted her head. She felt that the word was familiar, as if she had seen it in a cooking guide.

"Well, it's a specialty of Shenzhou, similar to shabu-shabu, but the ingredients and base are more complex and diverse." Looking at the base of Man Jiang Hong, Bai Li twitched his eyes, "How much chili did Dad put in it?"

Dad looked at Nan Xiaoniao's expression and coughed twice: "Ahem, sorry, the only mistake was that I put too much, because the Internet said that the more chilies, the more fragrant, so I added all the hot pot base I bought from Shenzhou."

"Hey, you let a weak girl like this eat this kind of chili?!" Bai Li complained crazily, "Even if I were to eat it, I'm afraid my butt would be bruised the next day."

Nan Xiaoniao shrugged: "It's okay for me, but your daughter..."

"Oh, she is responsible for most of this hot pot."

My goodness, the little girl who had made them worried for such a long time turned out to be the mastermind behind all this. Bai Li wanted to see what kind of magical girl could make such a big pot of bright red.

"Where is the child?" Nan Xiaoniao asked, sticking her head out and smelling a faint fragrance in the kitchen.

Similar to hot pot, but different.

"It seems to be even spicier." Minami Xiaoniao keenly sensed the danger.

"Well, the kid really likes spicy food and is making himself some 'Mapo Tofu' with extra ingredients." The old man smiled helplessly.

The two of them sat down together, and you might wonder why Bai Li also had a seat.

"I second the motion. How can this non-human have a seat?" Anan complained madly with his beak pulled.

Nan Xiaoniao looked at her father and said, "Could it be that this celebration banquet..."

"Yes, it's not only for you, Little Bird, but also for Brother Shenming." Dad said with a smile, "Little Bird, you won't mind, right?"

"I, of course I don't mind. In fact, this is the best." Nan Xiaoniao turned her head and glanced at the illusion of the young man sitting next to her, her face slightly red.

What the hell, isn't this just like a wedding banquet to celebrate the newlyweds...

Nan Xiaoniao was in a daze, her thoughts drifting away, and she couldn't help but smile foolishly.

It is my father's honor to personally entertain the heroes and gods who saved Tokyo.

"Xiao Zou, are you ready? Everyone is here." Dad turned around and shouted loudly towards the kitchen.

"Coming." A slightly indifferent voice came.

"Judging from the voice, the person's figure is a bit flat and not tall. She might be a three-no loli." Bai Li looked knowledgeable. Just as Nan Xiaoniao was about to complain a few words, the person appeared.

Silver-white, slightly messy hair, a delicate and cute face like a doll, big eyes, long eyelashes, wearing a school uniform skirt, she is the same type of beautiful girl as Minami Kotori.

What the hell, except that they are all JK, they seem to be different in every way.

Bai Li actually guessed it right about the "Three No's" Lolita. Nan Xiaoniao felt a little jealous.

She was also carrying a plate of something delicious that looked white with a hint of red, and it was Mapo Tofu.

"What the hell! Tachibana Kanade?"

"Rika Zou?" Nan Xiaoniao repeated Bai Li's words.

"My daughter's name is Tachibana Kanade. Come, kowtow to the god brother and the hero sister. No, say hello."

Tachibana Kanade glanced at her father with disdain in her eyes, then bowed respectfully: "(I have heard of your great name for a long time, respected God and brave knight lady) Hello."

The two gods just stared at each other in awkward silence.

"Oh, hello, Xiaozou, can I call you that?"

"Okay." Tachibana Kanade nodded, then sat down next to her father.

"Wow, so cool, it seems like this kid isn't very sociable." Bai Liru whispered to Xiaoniao, who nodded.

"Ahem, what this kid actually wanted to say just now was: "I have heard of your great names for a long time, respected God and brave knight lady", right, Xiaozou."

Xiaozou nodded: "Yeah."

Bai Li and Xiao Niao looked at each other, looking at their father as if he were a monster: "Dad, do you need such a superpower of mind reading to raise a daughter now?"

. . .

The god and four others then began to eat. Bai Li guided the three of them to prepare a bowl of seasoning using the ingredients they could find.

"Yes, then pour the soup in, the soul juice, and pour it on."

The condiment bowl is definitely the soul of hotpot. The simple hotpot base is too monotonous in taste. The condiments you mix yourself can not only suit your own taste, but the inexplicable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction brought by DIY is one of the pleasures of hotpot.

You might ask, what's the big deal about eating hotpot? But when we eat hotpot, everyone is having a good time, it's not just for filling our stomachs.

Finding a sense of satisfaction and ritual in life is the only way to live happily. This is the life attitude of the optimistic God.

"Correction, God's attitude!"

"Anan, if you can't eat it, shut up."

"Ka!"

"This, this is not spicy." Nan Xiaoniao took a deep breath quickly, but the girl, who was sweating profusely, was still being stubborn.

Appeared, classic quotes.

"Well, birdie, don't be so stubborn at a time like this. Do you want to take a break?"

"Let me have another bite."

Spiciness was a strange thing. It was absolutely powerful. She could only feel the spiciness and heat now. All the previous complicated thoughts were swallowed up. Her mind became simple and she felt relieved.

She became addicted to this feeling. She wanted to drink water, but also wanted to continue feeling that exhilarating pain.

The spicier it is, the better it tastes, and the spicier it is, the simpler it is.

"Sister Xiaoniao, that's amazing." Xiaozou nodded expressionlessly as she drank the spicy soup. Then she used chopsticks to pick up a piece of mapo tofu that was cooked to perfection and had just the right hardness. "This is delicious."

She smiled with squinted eyes, showing the expression of a otaku who is enthusiastically recommending his favorite anime to his friends.

"Oh my god, Sanwu Soju actually laughed." Just looking at the sincerity, I couldn't help but eat it.

The girl took the mapo tofu with trembling hands, and then put it into her mouth like Xiaozou did.

"What, what? This is not spicy at all." Minami Xiaoniao tilted her head in confusion.

“Woo-hoo-hoo! La-la-la-la!”

"Bai, Bai Li brother, why are you singing?"

"Sing, I sing your big-headed ghost, this is so hot."

"what?"

"Explain! Since the host has just suffered damage from Feirenzai, his brain is at risk of collapse, so I let Feirenzai go out to take the blame." Anan explained to the confused Nan Xiaoniao with the look of a proud lackey.

"You fucking stinky bird, you, you want to kill, you want to kill God!" 'Nan Xiaoniao' screamed in pain and sat on the sofa in a very boyish posture.

Like a monkey who has lost a battle and can't get any help, his face is full of bitter tears.

"Oh, the Lord God has come out." Xiao Zou's pupils shrank slightly. Her father had mentioned the Lord God to her before, and now that she saw it with her own eyes, she found it truly magical.

So he took another piece of God-killing Tofu and said, "God, please try it."

No, no, no, try? If he tries, he will die. He is still young, he cannot die yet.

"Stare..." The beautiful girl stared at him with tears in her eyes. Sanwu's face was full of hope. She tilted her head, as if wondering why the gods didn't eat?

Eat! Must eat! He will eat the beautiful girl’s tribute today. Even if he can’t come back, then he can’t come back!

"Ah, this is not spicy." Bai Li collapsed on the sofa, his mind blank.

"Hahaha, Xiaozou, your tofu is really powerful. Even the gods can't stand it."

"Dad, you come too."

"I, I won't come anymore, ahem, I'm going to the bathroom!"

Xiao Zou watched his father flee in panic, then slowly stood up and sat beside the Lord God.

“You, what do you want? Don’t come over here!” Unfortunately, the Lord God had no strength left.

"No, don't get so close, stay away from him!" Nan Xiaoniao was extremely anxious in the system space.

"Let me control the body!" Nan Xiaoniao was so anxious that she wanted to go into battle herself and push the guy riding on 'her' off.

"Negative, your body is now in an extremely red temperature state, and if you do that now, your brain will burn out."

"Lord God, can you fulfill my wish?" Xiao Zou tilted his head and looked at the Lord God who had already fainted.

"Forget it, maybe next time." Xiaozou got off Nan Xiaoniao disappointedly, and poured a cup of ice yogurt and placed it in front of the Lord God, "This can help relieve the spiciness."

Sanwu is worthy of being Sanwu, always a step behind. Now the half-dead God and Miss Knight may not need this...

(As expected of Xiaozou, she easily accomplished what Golugom and the Black Organization could not do—referring to killing the God and Miss Knight alone.)