I was touched by Yokohama

stay?Chachamao tilted her head.

If it were not clear and impossible, Chacha would almost think that Tsunayoshi Sawada knew her true identity.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know either, he asked the most appropriate question because he was ignorant.

"If you stay, I will buy you dried fish with all my pocket money..." Sawada Tsunayoshi racked his brains, and finally choked out this sentence.

Probably also felt that it was not convincing, and the more I talked, the less confident I was.

In fact, almost all of his pocket money was used to buy cat food before trying to feed Chacha, but Chacha didn't even eat it.

"Meow." Chachamao has already jumped onto the windowsill, looking at the height below, ready to jump out.

Xiaoyu is indeed very attractive to Chacha who often turns into a cat, but it is not enough for her to agree to stay.

"Wait! Don't jump!" Sawada Tsunayoshi was so frightened that his heart throbbed. Although he knew that a cat could jump from a high place without incident, but such a small ball, if the height is too high for it...

But he didn't dare to rush over directly, for fear of scaring the little white cat, he would jump out without hesitation.

Of course, it was impossible for Chachamao to listen to him, after all, it was impossible for her to have something to do.She had just stepped one paw out of the window sill when she suddenly smelled a fragrance.

"Meow?" Chachamao's petite nose twitched a few times, and she retracted that paw.

Sawada Tsunayoshi slowly let go of his worries, and hurried over to hug the little kitten off the window sill.

"Miwu, meow." Chachamao's claws hooked on the fabric of Sawada Tsunayoshi's chest, and softly called a few times.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the small appearance of Maotuanzi sniffing around, was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly had a guess: "Did you smell the food made by mother?"

"Meow." Chacha wraps her tail around his wrist, as if urging.

The warm soft velvet on the wrist, Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little dumbfounded, and a little surprised, it was rare that Chachamao took the initiative to get close to him.

Yes... agreed to stay?

Holding the cat downstairs, Tsunayoshi Sawada ran directly to the kitchen.

"Mom, is dinner ready?"

"Yes," the short-haired woman dressed as a housewife turned her head to look at him with a gentle smile, "Is this the cat Gang Jun wants to raise? Has it been successfully brought home?"

"Then congratulations, Mr. Gang."

Speaking of this, Nana's mother's eyes showed a hint of narrowness, "Otherwise, if this continues, you won't even be able to sleep well at night."

"Mom!" Even though he was at home, Tsunayoshi Sawada felt a sense of shame inexplicably, his face flushed red, and he subconsciously looked at Chacha in his arms.

"Meow." Chacha shook the tip of her tail leisurely, as if she couldn't understand the conversation between the two.

But... these foods are really delicious.

In addition to the attractive dinner, there are cute snacks in the oven. In addition to the aroma of food, the air is also mixed with the sweetness of desserts.

Chachamao used its paws to hook Takashi Tsunayoshi's clothes again, and the fluffy little head squeezed out from his arm, and the beautiful light-gold cat pupils stared straight at the oven.

"Eh?" Tsunayoshi Sawada was taken aback, "Do you want dessert?"

Chacha let out a soft cry, and her tail curled around his wrist again.

How could Sawada Tsunayoshi be able to handle such a scene where a cold kitten acted like a spoiled child, but he deliberately did his homework before, cats cannot eat these things that are heavy in oil, salt and sugar.

"That can't be eaten." Tsunayoshi Sawada stabilized his mind and said quickly, "Are you hungry? Don't worry, I have something else for you."

The food that Tsunayoshi Sawada said is specially made for Chacha is a bowl of fish soup without any seasoning.

Chacha's cat ears drooped slightly, retracted the tail that curled around his wrist, and lay down listlessly on his arm again.

Meow, want to eat snacks.

Not knowing what Chacha was thinking, Sawada Tsunayoshi touched Chacha's soft ears tentatively, and Chachamao shook the tip of her pink ear, and yawned softly.

Tsunayoshi Sawada who managed to touch the cat: Fortunately, happiness!

"Mr. Gang really likes it," Nana's mother laughed. "If you decide to raise it, have you thought of a name for it?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Not yet, I want to give it a good name."

He thought of many names, but he always felt that there were not enough names to match this little white cat.

"Then Gang-kun should think about it again." Nana's mother picked up the meal, "Besides, since Gang-kun promised to be responsible for raising the cats by himself, mother will not interfere, and must take it seriously."

Sawada Tsunayoshi picked up the fish soup and followed, his brown eyes were worried and bright: "I will!"

Chachamao blinked.

Later, Chacha also ate the bowl of fish soup. Nana’s mother’s cooking was so good. Even without adding any oil and salt, the fish soup was sweet and tender, with almost no fishy smell.

Chacha opened her cat's eyes slightly, and soon the small bowl was clean, and there was no fish soup left.

Seeing that Chacha liked to eat, Tsunayoshi Sawada breathed a sigh of relief.

In addition to Nana's mother's guidance, he also participated in the production of this homemade cat food.

Now it seems that the effect seems to be OK.

In the middle of the night, Tsunayoshi Sawada fell asleep, and he slept soundly as he got his wish that night.

Chachamao looked at the upturned corner of Sawada Tsunayoshi's mouth in his sleep for a while, and then jumped out of the window sill lightly and soundlessly.

She didn't go far, and stayed on a tree not far from the window.

I am almost used to lying on the branches.

It's a pity that I still couldn't eat dessert today, and was rejected by Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"It has a big impact on your health."

He obviously looks like a soft and timid rabbit, but he is extremely firm in certain things.

Chacha sighed, because she was sleepy and couldn't fall asleep completely, she was quite bored now, and she couldn't help wondering if there were other ways to get snacks.

Speaking of which, there are Qi Mukami and Mr. Chuya in her world, so in this world, is there any existence that can be called a god?

... But whether there is or not, it seems that it has little effect on Chacha.

So will the gods satisfy her desire for snacks?

Chacha, who has always been the object of other people's prayers, suddenly developed a little curiosity.

If yes, then she wants a big bag of snacks.

Chacha's thoughts wandered casually like this, and suddenly, her eyes stopped slightly.

Before her eyes, there was a wave, and then a black figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

There is really a god?She just made a random wish.

The figure gradually became clear, and before Chacha could react, a weapon with a bright knife light slashed down.

Chacha didn't choose to dodge, but looked at it curiously.

The sharp blade finally rested on her neck.

This god has killed many people before.Chacha thinks.

There is a bloody smell, although it is very weak now, but Chacha can still catch it.

"Monster?" Shenming inspected Chacha in the form of a kitten, frowning, "Who are you?"

Chacha thought for a while, and changed back to a human appearance.

The little girl raised her head, her golden eyes reflected the appearance of the "god" in front of her.

Chacha was a little surprised.

Black hair, light blue eyes, thin build, wearing a casual sportswear, with a white triangle scarf hanging around his neck.

It looks like any ordinary human in appearance, and it can even be said to be too casual and shabby.

But only those light blue eyes, the pupils of which were like beasts, shone with a cold and sharp light at this moment, showing his inhuman identity.

At this time, he was like a weapon drawn out of its scabbard.

"I'm not a monster." The change of the little girl didn't make the other party relax at all, Chacha thought for a while and explained this way.

"I'm just thinking of a wish in my heart, sorry, it seems that I accidentally let you come here."

"Wish?" Yato frowned, as if thinking.

"Yes, I accidentally made a wish." Chacha replied seriously, "I'm really sorry to disturb you."

Yato stood on the top of the tree, holding a weapon, looking down at her from above.

The little girl was still sitting on the top of the tree, even though the long knife was pressed against her neck with a bright and cold light, she still didn't panic at all.

Her long snow-colored curly hair fell down, and the light blue skirt with pure white lace swayed gently in the night wind.

Looks pretty harmless.

But do people in this world really exist who can directly pull the gods to their faces just by praying a little in their hearts, without any intermediaries?

Although Yato is the God of Misfortune, he is also a god after all.

However, with such a random and outrageous explanation, he had a strange intuition—what she said was true.

Under Yato's scrutiny, which seemed to see through her, Chacha remained calm.

"You can leave now. I won't do this again. Just pretend that wish never happened." The little girl said.

Yedou stared at her without responding, Chacha raised her face, a trace of doubt appeared in her clear golden eyes.

"what happened?"

Yato pursed his lips, and moved his hand neatly to withdraw his weapon.

"I happened to be chasing an evil monster just now." Yato said, "I just attacked first just in case."

"It's okay." Chacha replied, there was no sign of dissatisfaction on her delicate face like a porcelain doll.

After all, it was his own mistake that brought him over suddenly.

The eyes of Wotsushen in the night reflected the beautiful blue, facing Yato's beast-like pupils, Chacha smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Yato paused for a moment, then suddenly showed a bright smile, and the indifferent and sharp aura disappeared instantly.

"Quick money saving and peace of mind, I am the delivery god Yato!"

"No matter what you need, I, Yato, can do it!"

He sells himself rather cheerfully and comically.

Yato suddenly realized that no matter what, regardless of whether the girl in front of him is a monster or not, since she is not an enemy, she can become a customer!

Didn't I say before that the reason for pulling him over was because of a prayer!

Ye Dou Shen, who is so poor, is not picky at all. He can do anything if he has a business, including delivering food, running errands, cleaning toilets, etc., and a series of very down-to-earth tasks.

Chacha hesitated for a moment, then took the business card that was handed to her eyes.

A handmade business card with his name and contact information handwritten on it.

Every detail is full of poverty.

Chacha: "...Actually, my wish is to want a big bag of snacks, but I don't have the money to buy them."

The two poor gods looked at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"This, this..." Yeto clenched a fist and coughed a few times, "Why don't you change your wish?"

Chacha: "I can't think of any other wishes."

"How is that possible!" Yato widened his eyes.

As the god of misfortune, he has seen too many greedy and dark sides of human beings. How could someone only want a bag of snacks.

"Then what is Yato's wish?" Chacha asked.

"Of course I earn money to build a shrine of my own!" Yato took out a bottle out of nowhere, which contained half a bottle of five-yen coins, and it rattled when shaken.

"It's not a wish, it's a goal!"

"Then as a wish, you just don't want yourself to be forgotten by everyone?" Chacha thought for a while and asked aloud.

Yato: "!!!"

"Are you also a god?" He was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Otherwise, how would you know this!"

Chacha thought for a while: "Probably."

The two poor gods continued to look at each other.

Well, they are all gods, but they can't satisfy each other's wishes.

The night sky was dark blue, Yato didn't speak any more, he sat on the branch imitating Chacha, leaned back casually, and leaned against the trunk.

As the sky was getting brighter, Yato felt that the connection with this place was gradually weakening, his figure was gradually blurring, but a piece of cold metal was placed in the palm of his hand.

"You..." Yato quickly realized the size of this touch, it should be a five-yen coin.

"I found that I still carry a five yen with me." Chacha replied calmly.

This is her coin in her own world and cannot be used here.

Although five yen can't do anything.

"What's your wish?" Yato immediately asked, holding a pitiful half bottle of five-yen coins, and whispered heartbroken, "Let's just say it first, I don't have money to buy the snacks you mentioned."

Chacha shook her head.

"It's not for me to make a wish." The little girl with snow-colored long hair looked at him with bright golden eyes.

Ye Dou instinctively avoided it for a while, but couldn't help but continue to pursue it with his eyes.

"What is that for?" he asked subconsciously.

He lowered his head and found that the five yen lying in his palm was a pattern he didn't recognize.

Chacha: "This is for you to make a wish."

Make a wish for me?

Yato was stunned, but in just a moment, his figure completely disappeared in this place where he should not have appeared.

Chacha looked up at the sky.

"Its daybreak."

She was about to go back, but she happened to meet the person under the tree with her lowered eyes.