Elicia's Grim Reaper

"Thanadus, stop playing with that thing."

The blond sleepy god who was sitting on the side drinking tea looked very happy as he looked at his favorite cake on the opposite side and kept playing with the gas-like object that had lost its luster.

"Why? Isn't it fun?" The restrained Silver-haired Reaper blinked in confusion, looking at Hypnos opposite.

"After all, it's that great god's stuff, so let's keep it safe." Reaching out from the void, he took out a transparent bottle with a single-winged decoration, and looked at the silver-haired god of death opposite.

"Hmm..." Unable to withstand the gaze of his own Nissan, the defeated silver-haired God of Death puffed his cheeks and handed the things in his hand to the opposite blonde Sleeping God, "Okay, I see..."

"...Tani, don't keep it private." Hypnos, who saw his younger brother's private actions with sharp eyes, said it directly without politeness.

"Well..." Under the "gaze" of his Nissan, the caught silver-haired Reaper reluctantly handed over the little thing he had just hidden.

"Okay~" Hypnos, who messed up the long hair of the silver-haired god of death, put away the things in his hands and activated the attention shifting skill, "You started from Hades What happened to the souls His Majesty wanted to get?"

"Huh? Ah, that..." The silver-haired Reaper who noticed that he was successfully transferred looked up at the ceiling, his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Uh..."

"What? It's tricky?" The blond sleeping god, who understood the group of humans' obsession with beliefs, sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"They're all stubborn..." The depressed God of Death instantly lay down on the table.

"Isn't it already familiar..." That kind of attribute

The blond sleeping god who drank tea calmly looked at the god of death lying on the table and smiled.

"That's right..." The silver-haired Reaper, who was lying on the table and didn't intend to get up at all, shook his head, "But Radamantis is not as annoying as they are!"

"Radamantis..." whispered the already familiar name, a strange smile flashed across the amber eyes, "he dare not refuse to listen."

"Hmm..." The silver-haired god of death, who was still in a bad mood, lay on the pure white table with his cheeks puffed up, and his long silver hair was scattered casually, but under such a dark sky, it faintly exuded something as clear as moonlight. Ling's brilliance.

"Do you want me to help?" Putting down the teacup in his hand, the blond sleepy god who came to Thanadus leaned over slightly, twisted a strand of silver hair and kissed it lightly, and the voice sounded like a dream Unreal and soft, "As long as you want, you can get several excellent 'assistants'."

The silver-haired Grim Reaper lying on the table didn't even move, but the bulging cheeks calmed down at some point, and the big eyes that were originally open slowly closed.

"You know, Hypnos, I am the god of death, the only thing I don't need is what is offered by my hands."

The voice that was still childish made Hypnos sound very strange and cold. He was used to Thanadus's cute voice, but he was not familiar with this kind of Thanadus.

This is the god of death that he is not familiar with.

The blond sleeping god who noticed this felt extremely depressed. He didn't like this, very much.

"Hibbs."

Just as Hypnos was immersed in his own thoughts, the sound in his ears and the pulling sensation from his hands brought him back to his senses.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Looking up, there was still a familiar gentle smile with a little doting, no different from before.

However, Thanadus saw something unfamiliar in his familiar smile.

Ah, sure enough, it still appeared.

This was the only thought that came to Thanadus' mind at this moment.

Even though they are the closest twins, even though they both regard each other as the only thing that weighs the most in each other's hearts, the separation of those years still caused some irreparable rifts.

The silver-haired Reaper, who has always been soft and cute in front of his Nissan, has a side that Hypnos has never seen, and the blond Sleeping God, who has always doted on his younger brother, also has a side that Thanadus is not used to.

It is actually impossible to go back to the full intimacy of childhood.

Seeing the unnatural flash in his younger brother's eyes, Hypnos, who felt extremely angry, naturally shifted the focus of his anger to a certain god king who caused the separation of the two gods.

(The king of gods far away in Olympus: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!)

"... Hibs, lend me a poppy." After hesitating for a moment, the silver-haired god of death raised his smiling face again and stretched out his tender little hand to his Nissan.

"Okay." The blond Sleeping God who agreed without any hesitation raised his hand and used his divine power to condense it into a blood-red poppy flower. When he handed it to Thanadus, he added a layer of divine power to it, "use Be careful not to hypnotize yourself."

"Ann, how could I be so careless~~" The silver-haired god of death, who seemed not to take Hypnos' words to heart at all, waved carelessly, but took the flower carefully.

"Okay, I know Taney won't." The smile deepened, and the feeling of pampering inside also deepened.

"Then let's go first, call me if you have anything to do." The silver-haired god of death who protected his Nissan's "powerful" poppies opened the channel of the gods without any hesitation, and then disappeared into the strange space dotted with stars.

"..." Hypnos, who quietly watched the silver-haired Grim Reaper gradually disappear, did not make any movement until the silence landed in this lounge, covering his whole body, and he heard faintly the sound coming from the air. A dreamlike whisper, "Thanadus..."

"Hmm..." The silver-haired god of death, carrying the super-powerful poppy he got from his Nissan, landed somewhere in his temple, walked past doors with gorgeous patterns, and finally found a place in a certain place. He stopped in front of the gate.

The silver-haired Reaper standing at the door did not go in, but just stood motionless at the door, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, the three "brothers" who have been temporarily "imprisoned" in the Temple of the God of Death, are we considered to be..." The pope who has recovered a little bit, perhaps it should be said that the former pope Saiqi is looking at the sitting sternly. Bai Li on the other side.

"Sai Qi, everything has changed. It's completely different from what we know..." Bai Li, who lowered his head in thought, looked anxious. Although Sleeping God promised to let go of his apprentice, he still can't confirm it. Is he safe, and he has already said everything, and he has lost the opportunity he has grasped, but they are fighting against God in the soul body, it is really a bit...

"Master, at worst, let's fight it out...it hurts!" The sound of a certain little crab, which seemed to be full of vitality, was interrupted by a cry of pain, without any consideration for Manigot, who was clearly a soul but could still feel pain. Covering the head that was just knocked and looking at his master, "Master, why did you hit me?"

"Idiot, you are so brave and foolish, after so many things, you are still so brave and foolish, you haven't made any progress at all!" As for his disciple, he even died once...ah no, it was twice, and he didn't die twice. Feeling very helpless with a progressive personality, Sai Qi began to open the preaching mode unceremoniously.

"Ah, master, spare me..." Manigot, who couldn't stand the preaching the most, crouched down with his head in his arms, and looked like he couldn't provoke me to hide, which made a certain old crab even more angry.

"Manigot!"

"Okay, okay, Sage, it's not like you don't know Manigot's character..." After thinking about it, Bai Li, who was better at persuading the fight, smiled wryly.

"Brother, I really can't continue..."

"Continue what?"

A childish voice sounded at the door of the room, and the three people inside the room were completely still when they heard the sound. The three of them looked at the door in a strange posture like statues and stood for a while, finally decided to go directly The silver-haired Grim Reaper who pushed the door.

"It seems that your reply is good. I really deserve to be my favorite."

Walking briskly to the vicinity of the three, the relaxed words made the three present freeze again.

Finding that the recovery of the three people on the opposite side was better than expected, the silver-haired god of death happily praised the three of them, and praised himself by the way.

It seems that the labor problem can basically be solved.

"By the way," the silver-haired Grim Reaper, who sat down on a back chair, instantly dropped the jaws of the three who were still standing in a normal posture. "Do you want to be my assistant?"

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As soon as Thanadus' words fell, the whole room fell into silence.

"Huh?" The silver-haired god of death who didn't hear the response raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and looked at the three humans who seemed to be stunned.

"...God of Death... Are you kidding me? We are mere mortals, how could we possibly help you..." After all these years of being the pope, Sai, who has relatively strong adaptability and handling ability Qi was the first to come to his senses.

"I never joke," said the silver-haired Grim Reaper, who was trying to make himself look serious, looking at Sage who spoke first, with a flash of satisfaction in his eyes, "You're right, they're just human beings. I can't expect you to do anything, but this time I can just use you as bait, and it will be cheaper for you."

No matter how cute and soft his appearance is, Thanadus is also a god, and he has survived for countless years. As a god, his arrogance and arrogance come from his bones, and there is no possibility of change at all.

Especially when facing a group of humans, that feeling may be more obvious.

As for the words of the god of death, the three of Sai Qi present were furious. Who would be willing to be treated like this, but they had no choice but to be fish on the chopping board and let others slaughter them.

Therefore, even though they all felt that they were about to go mad with anger, they could only watch the silver-haired god of death who suddenly smiled brilliantly dispose of them casually, "Anyway, you can only be locked up in the ice hell to freeze, can you Isn't it just right?"

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Goanasai...

My family has been sick for the past two days, I have been in the hospital so I can't update, please forgive me...