I am forced to collect

Chunyan had never been to such a large western-style building—she didn't know whether to call it a "villa" or a "castle".

The decoration is magnificent, and even the potted plants in the corridor are well maintained - everyone is wearing a uniform uniform, and after seeing the blonde woman returning to Gao Tianyuan, they shouted "Sister" and "Miss" in unison, Surround yourself with beautiful women.

In the information disclosed by these people more or less, Chunyan knew that the woman who brought her here was named "Bishamonten".

She is Gao Tianyuan's strongest warrior.

Bishamonten smiled softly at them, then turned around and walked towards Chunyan who was following far behind.

She took Chunyan's hand in a natural way, which made most of the other artifacts who didn't understand their relationship show "jealous" expressions, probably thinking of her as Bishamonten's new artifact.

"Miss Chunyan is a god, everyone must have the way to treat guests." Zhaoma, who is the number one artifact of Bishamonten, seriously reminded the other artifacts.

The other talents withdrew their original gaze.

Chunyan secretly took out her mobile phone and received a LINE message from Yato.

(Ya Fighting God: Let’s take a step first, come on (＾U＾)ノ~)

Chunyan: "..."

night.fight.

Bishamonten looked at the girl's expressionless face and asked with concern: "What happened?"

Chunyan was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head nonchalantly, pretending that she had nothing to do with Yato.The Valkyrie, one of the Seven Lucky Gods, laughed again, but her expression was a little lonely,

"Ah, you want to say again, do I collect too many artifacts?"

The blond long-haired goddess took Chunyan's arm affectionately, and began to put aside other artifacts, and took her wandering alone in this magnificent "God's Residence".Even her most trusted "Zhao Ma" was entrusted to do other things, and she didn't need to follow them.

"But Zhaoma said that I did better this time than last time, you see, everyone laughed happily," Bishamonten began to ramble, "Everyone is like a big family, everyone can find a home here .”

Is the family like this?Chunyan thought not very sure.

She thought of Tsunayoshi Sawada's "family": Although Hayato and Takeshi Yamamoto quarreled all day long, they could still get along with a wonderful sense of harmony.Although Sawada Tsunayoshi complains to Nana's mother every day that "Kujiji-san is scary", she also looks forward to going to and from school with them.

And Sheng these people gave her an inherent impression of the family, which made her not sure whether what Bishamonten did was correct——

"What about you?" Chun Yan asked suspiciously, "Are you happy?"

Bishamonten softly replied in the affirmative, "Of course."

They walked to a private hot spring pool, and the Seven Lucky Gods remembered some ways to relax and enjoy themselves that are often circulated among the gods, and enthusiastically suggested, "Don't always pretend to be a human being living in the world, and go out to play occasionally— —Let’s go play together next time.”

"I heard that there is a soup house run by a witch that is very popular. There are special boats to greet the gods every time there is a magic. Yebisu also has investment. There are food streets where you can stroll, and medicinal baths made of expensive herbs. Bishamonten said, "And there will never be humans stepping in there."

She picked off a red rose that was in full bloom among the trees by the pool, and pinned it on Chunyan's forehead.

"Having lost your news for hundreds of years, I thought you disappeared... But it doesn't matter, I recently found the trace of Yato, and soon I will be able to kill him and avenge everyone." The strongest warrior said with a slight smile .

(Revenge for those poor artifacts that I was beheaded by Yato.)

……

After leaving Gaotianyuan, Chunyan couldn't wait to send Yedou a message.

(Yato, don't tell me you're a scumbag who starts messing around and ends up giving up?)

Yato replied quickly.

(Night Fighter: ???)

(Yatou Shen: Are you kidding—I said why did you rush directly in front of Bishamonten, and she kindly took her away! You bastard! You said you were a believer of Yato-sama, but you secretly Have you climbed the Seven Lucky Gods yet?!)

Chunyan is merciless.

(The other party has money, a house, and a servant, and is a beautiful and gentle sister. You, a guy with sweaty hands, have nothing to be proud of.)

(...Don't want Yato-sama's help from now on!!!)

Yato's profile picture simply turned gray.

Wow, I haven't had time to remind him to run.

Chunyan thought of Bishamonten's expression just now as if he wanted to chop Yato into pieces, and felt sorry for him, so she sent a message to Yato.

As soon as she finished typing, there were familiar energetic noises around her.

"Don't see Wai Ma Prison Temple like this—"

"Who wants to get close to you! Baseball idiot!!"

After Yuji Hayato finished shouting, he caught a glimpse of Chunyan who had nothing in his hand, and said impatiently, "Hey, where did you go just now, all your things were left in the corner."

He stuffed Chunyan's dropped shopping basket into her arms, and casually threw into it a few ingredients that he knew Chunyan hated the most.

"..." Student prison temple, are you a child?

Chunyan silently picked out those ingredients.

Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly approached Chunyan, stared at it with eyebrows closed, and after a long silence, he suddenly realized with a smile: "Ah Yan didn't see a flower on her side - I said why it looks different just now. "

"Isn't it pretty?" Chunyan touched the rose flower next to her ear with some doubts.

"It's beautiful." Takeshi Yamamoto said seriously.

There was a smile in his eyes, and his firm tone made it impossible to question the authenticity of what he said.

Chunyan subconsciously turned her head to look at Hayato Guji, who choked up, turned her head, and said dryly, "What do you want me to do with this kind of question, what's there to ask."

"Student from Prison Temple, you don't have aesthetics, it's so pitiful." Chunyan sighed distressedly.

"...Do you really want to die, woman?!"

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled and stopped Hayato Gokuji from taking out the bomb, and began to wander around the supermarket with them.Chunyan learned that he was originally helping Yamamoto's father run errands, but as soon as he entered the supermarket, he saw the prison temple running around looking for someone.

"Dad asked me to buy some supplementary seasonings. Speaking of which," Takeshi Yamamoto paused, looking cheerfully at the two people beside him, "I haven't invited everyone to my house for sushi yet, do you want to try it next time?"

"Then call Ah Gang again?" Chun Yan suggested.

Hearing the name of Sawada Tsunayoshi, Hayato Kikudera finally expressed his elation.

When they finished purchasing food and were about to go back, Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly grabbed Chunyan and smiled cheerfully, "Ah Yan will come and watch the exchange game between schools on the weekend."

Chunyan: "..."

She endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, "Takeshi Yamamoto, what did I do to give you the illusion that the manager of the baseball team won't play with the team?"

"It's different." The boy said with certainty.

With his hands on his chin, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head again, with a familiar look on his handsome face,

"Because the manager is watching the game of all the players, but I just want to invite Ah Yeon to watch my game."

"...Is that so?"

Chunyan felt a little puzzled, but it was not a big deal, so she readily agreed to Takeshi Yamamoto's request.When the black-haired boy left, she casually asked the prison temple Hayato who had watched all this, "Is there any difference?"

"How can I understand the idea of ​​a fool." Prisoner Hayato said angrily.

He glanced at the messy pigtails on the back of Chunyan's head, and said casually: "I said to you, if the last artifact is gone, you should find a new one quickly. For people like you, having a weapon is not enough. Would it be much safer than nothing?"

Probably because this is a topic he is interested in, and it is rare for him to talk more, Chunyan looked at his handsome side face with no flaws, showing a surprised expression,

"Student Prison Temple, are you the type who likes the new and dislikes the old? That's not right."

Prison Temple: "...you should be happy soon."

He lowered his eyes impatiently and didn't say much.This long silence accompanied them back to the door of their respective apartments. It seemed that Hayato could not stand it any longer.

"There are so many people who will leave you, why bother with so much."

The silver-haired and blue-eyed boy's words carried a precociousness that did not belong to his age, and he was convinced of the theory he uttered, as if he had experienced such a similar thing thousands of times.

After he said that, Chun Yan could only nod her head and said politely: "Okay, thank you for your concern."

"Who cares about you!!" Hayato Yuji clenched the plastic bag in his hand for an instant, and shouted angrily.

"Student Prison Temple, I am a god. How can ordinary human beings hide their thoughts from my eyes? Otherwise, how can I listen to their hearts and their requests?" Chunyan said seriously.

"..." Hayato was shaken in his heart and was almost persuaded.

"For example, even if the prison temple student didn't say it clearly, he still thinks this rose is very beautiful."

Chunyan lightly touched the soft flowers pinned to her ears with her hands, probably because they were watered by the gods before, even after being picked off for so long, they were still budding, adorning her long black hair.

"Shut up, you!" The light red spread from the neck all the way to the earlobe in an instant, and the prison temple Hayabusa opened the door angrily, and ran into the house in an instant, not giving Chunyan any chance to speak.

what……

She seems to understand why Biyangqi likes to tease prison temple so much.

Chunyan returned home contentedly, this time no one helped her clean up the mess, so Chunyan took out her earphones, started listening to music while tidying up the room, and put the newly bought ingredients into the refrigerator.

The apartment provided by the game sometimes looks like a new unoccupied house, looking new and functional, but it always looks like the owner of the house will leave for good in the next second.

Chunyan cooked ordinary egg fried rice for herself, and also pretended to be her favorite sauce, wondering if she should use the system's summoning function to summon the artifact.

Although it is possible to name the undead or monsters, but the undead is like Yunqi before, for some reason, Chunyan doesn't want to resign for no reason, and it is easy to stab her.Monsters always hate her at the first sight, and the side effects of Miko's identity card are sometimes quite subtle.

Living people in real life are not good either. No matter how I think about it, I don’t know how to name a certain resident of Bingsheng as her “weapon”.

Chunyan struggled again and again, and finally decided to choose the method of "summoning".

If you don't agree, the other party will disappear at a certain time, that's great!

With the first experience, Chunyan skillfully used the summoning function of the game. In a flash of light, she met the second artifact that she summoned——

A boy covered in blood sat down on the ground with a plop.