Raiders who do not intend to raid

The first time she spoke, and she called her own name, Yayoi Miyano didn't know what was overflowing in her heart, she wanted to speak, but it stuck in her throat.

[I didn't expect to be able to speak so soon...]

2017 was also a little surprised and said this in my heart.

"Ya, Yayoi..."

Miyano Natsumi was still repeating these two words. He could speak just now, but his voice was not pleasant and coherent, and he even bit his tongue.

But... there is no plan to stop.

"Well, here it is."

Yayoi Miyano replied, and then gently placed her hand on his head, as if pressing a switch button. As soon as she put it on, the boy didn't continue to speak, but slightly raised his eyelids, the blue eyes Looking at her, she is very cute.

"Hey, here are the oranges."

She gave Miyano Natsumi all the remaining oranges, took his hand with the other hand, and walked back.

The silver-haired boy paused for a moment, then followed her closely with his short legs.

[Miyano Natsumi, plus one favorability. 〕

Hearing the hint of favorability, Yayoi Miyano glanced down at the small and delicate boy beside her, her black eyes were obscure.

[...I forgot, he is also one of the targets of the raid. 〕

[...Miyano, you...]

〔Um?nothing……〕

The girl restrained the emotions in her eyes, and looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

Knowing in 2017, Yayoi Miyano started to approach Miyano Natsumi proactively and without purpose, instead of being passive because of the release of missions.

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After class, the night came quickly, and the light from the sky gradually faded away, and the orange glow began to disappear slowly with the loneliness of the night.

Yayoi Miyano walked in the howling wind, her black hair was blown up, and there was an unconcealable surprise on her beautiful face.

[...If it was normal, I would have been taken home by the driver...]

〔Oh my husband, I told you that it's hot, so it's not suitable to take a car today~〕

〔...There is a new attack target? 〕

[Yeah...heh no no no no, it's just because you, a Pisces, are not suitable for riding in a car today! 〕

The girl with a paralyzed face gave a noble and cold "tsk", successfully making 2017 feel guilty and speechless.

Now Miyano Natsumi obediently waits for her to come home every day at home. She plans to teach him when his thinking is more mature. Although he can speak fluently slowly, his thinking is still a little immature.

According to 2017, HybridChild has a strong learning ability and can acquire knowledge in a short period of time to reach a very high level.

It feels like HybridChild is on the hook...

Yayoi Miyano was thinking about the future of her child so carefully, when a gust of wind blew, a piece of paper was pasted on the girl's face with a "snap".

"..."

Damn, the wind is so rough these days!

Silently complaining in his heart, he took off the piece of paper that was hanging on his face by the wind.

[Welcome to follow "I Listen to Your Troubles", the good god is me, and I am Yato-kun (jun)! 】

This line of words was written crookedly with a black marker pen on this piece of paper, which looked like a bunch of coquettish people.

And... Seriously, on this handwritten propaganda paper that somehow resembles a cult, there is also a contact number and even an email address.

"... By the way, let's not talk about whether he is a god..."

"It's the first time I've seen someone who used honorific words to me, Mr. xx and the like..."

[...Don't be like this man, I feel that your impression score is about to fall below the lower limit, and the person who wrote this propaganda is also your target! ! ! 〕

〔whispering sound! 〕

[...Is the tone even starting to be disdainful? 〕

Yayoi Miyano looked at the piece of paper in her hand, and was about to find a trash can to throw it away.

[Honey, don’t, don’t throw it away!You can call him according to the above contact information~]

[...You, you want me to call this person who doesn't know if he is a cult? 〕

[...Oh, don't say that, he is a real god, just emmmmm...]

Damn, I can't make it up anymore!

"Anyway, I'm a little curious about the person who can write such flamboyant cult propaganda."

Saying so, Miyano Yayoi took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and dialed the phone number on the paper.

[…]

2017 has prepared a lot of words to persuade her to make a call, and now it is stuck in her throat...

I have a sentence mmp now please let me finish...

"Hello~ This is Yato, the fast, cheap and reliable expatriate god."

Almost as soon as the call was dialed, the call was connected, and the clear and energetic voice of the young man came from inside, making it hard to imagine that he was the leader of a cult organization.

〔Hello!They all said he was a god! ! ! ! 〕

Ignoring 2017's arguments in her mind, Miyano Yayoi listened to him calmly, and then spoke slowly.

"...You not only have the same voice as a red-haired one, but you also have a middle school two..."

Reminiscent of Akashi Seijuro's so cool second period (?), which was so cool that he flew up and made the spine chill, Yayoi Miyano continued seriously.

"Give up the goal of being the leader of a cult organization, you still have to save the boy!"

After that, he hung up the phone neatly.

The girl's face was paralyzed, and she said coldly and lamenting the world.

"Japan, too, is beginning to become rotten."

[...My ghostly monster...! ! ! 〕

〔……Um? ? ? ? 〕

The black-haired girl threw the piece of paper into the trash can with a righteous face, and her action was extraordinarily decisive.

"Guest, don't hang up the phone casually, it's really..."

The boy's voice came from behind Yayoi Miyano, feeling a little helpless, the voice was very familiar.

Miyano Yayoi froze for a moment, then looked back reflexively.

The handsome young man with black and blue hair and blue eyes just fell from midair, and his black and blue hair cut an extremely elegant arc in the air. The sky had already darkened. Surprisingly bright.

Those were a pair of eyes that Yayoi Miyano would never forget for the rest of her life, like the shimmering light on the sea surface on a moonlit night, surging toward her with the vastness of the sea that had never been seen before, as beautiful as it was suffocating.

〔Your 'handsome but three seconds' god Ye Dou-kun is online, please don't go on the ground carelessly! ! 〕

[... I can barely believe that he is a god just because of his face, but...]

"...Gods in tracksuits? Really down-to-earth."

Yato, who had just stood firmly on the ground, almost sprained his ankle from the girl's merciless knowing blow.

"Hey! Don't judge people by their cover, I am truly one of the 8000 million gods!"

"Really, my identity will be questioned by humans every time..."

Yato scratched his head, his face was full of displeasure, the night covered the sky and the surrounding area with a thin layer of veil, everything seemed extremely hazy.

But no matter night or day, Yato can clearly see everything around him.

Including the girl in front of me.

Standing just like a noble lady in the Heian-kyo era, her long black hair is smooth and loose like silk, the light of the moon is projected between her eyebrows and eyes, her lips are a bit dark, as if she has applied a thin layer of rouge , Qingli but not coquettish.

"...It's very dangerous for a girl like you to be outside at this late hour."

Ye Dou paused, and then reminded.

Miyano Yayoi's black eyes flickered, she was not too worried about safety, because she had some emergency skills that came with 2017, so she dared to go out so late.

But... this is the first time someone said something similar to an elder to her.

"...Well, thank you."

"Huh? Also, there is no need to thank you so solemnly..."

Yato didn't expect the girl to thank her so seriously, and quickly waved her hand.

Yayoi Miyano looked at him, and felt for the first time that the gods were not such an untouchable and superior existence.

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"By the way, what's the matter with you? Only human beings who have troubles in their hearts and want to seek help will see the contact number I left..."

Yayoi Miyano bought two cans of orange soda from the vending machine, the cold surface was still dripping with water, she handed a can to Yato who was sitting on a park bench, and then sat beside him, silently Holding a soda, but not opening it.

"Are you worried...?"

At this time, she realized why 2017 let herself go out today instead of going straight home by car.

He should have realized that he was a little confused about Miyano Natsumi's affairs.

Although I have decided to be responsible for him, care for him, and love him, but the specifics of how to do it are still vague.

Because... her parents didn't give her those things, she wouldn't.

"Yeah, just like you now, with a look of confusion..."

Yeto lowered his voice, and glanced down at the girl beside him, her glass-like pupils flickered, as if she was thinking about how to speak.

[Let's talk, don't worry that it's the first time you meet someone you don't know well. 〕

[Miyano, the job of a god is to listen, as long as you tell him, even if you can't solve it, you will be listened to. 〕

Gods are existences that are needed by human beings, and this is also the proof of their survival.

Hearing what 2017 said, Yayoi Miyano relaxed a little. After all...it was the first time for her to confide in others, and Yato's identity also made her feel a little relieved.

"...Although it's still hard to believe that you are a god...but just now, you teleported to mid-air, emmmmm..."

"Wait! It shouldn't be because of this reason, isn't it that I can be seen as a god at a glance? After all, I'm such a pika!"

"...my trouble is..."

"Hey! It's too obvious that you changed the subject!"

Probably because of such a conversation without any sense of distance, Miyano Yayoi was really relieved this time and planned to tell him about himself.

When the girl was finally contemplating how to speak, Yato suddenly stood up facing her.

Then, extend a knuckle hand with the palm facing up.

"Five dollars, please give me five dollars."

Yayoi Miyano was stunned for a moment, then took out a bill worth [-] from his wallet and put it in Yato's hand.

"...I don't have five yuan, is this okay?"

Then, she added another sentence.

"keep the change."

"Damn! Evil rich people!! I'm so envious... No, I'm a principled god. I, I only want five yuan."

The black-and-blue haired god said so righteously, but Miyano Yayoi clearly saw a trace of struggle on his face.

"..."

If your expression wasn't so hideous, I might believe it.

〔...I have known for a long time, my husband, that you definitely don't have five yuan!Evil rich man...]

[I put five yuan in your pocket, pay attention to check it. 〕

Hearing what he said, the girl reached into her pocket and took out a five-yuan coin.

"Here... there's a fiver."

As she spoke, she also stood up, and gently placed the small coin in Yato's hand with her fair and slender hand. The girl's face showed no expression, her black eyes blinked, He solemnly gave the coin to Yato.

In the already quiet night, there was no sound at all around, only the rustling sound between the leaves when the night wind blew past, which made it even more peaceful.

Under the brilliance of the moon, the black-haired girl with fair hair piously placed the coin in the hands of the young god. All this looked like an ancient ritual, extremely mysterious.