My Infinite Wings

Laura suddenly put on a feigned sad expression, and raised the back of her hand to wipe away tears that didn't exist at all.

"Not only do you have no self-consciousness as a prisoner, but are you even so aggressive towards your savior?"

I suddenly couldn't help crying.

"Hey, you are trying to be cute!"

"Huh? You shouldn't be Japanese, right? You know those otaku-speaking terms?"

"...I'm even more curious why the dignified 'Supreme Bishop' also knows these things."

"That's because my subordinates..."

Laura stroked her hands and smiled.

"Ah, just right, let's talk in Japanese!"

I decisively refused this request.

"No, your Japanese has been broken by Tsuchimikado Motoharu (Note 1)."

"Eh? There's no such thing..."

Completely ignoring my words, Laura directly changed to Japanese. Fortunately, I have an invincible translation mechanism.

Suddenly, Laura paused as if stuck, and frowned slightly.

"Really, the topic has been skewed by you!"

"Huh? My fault?"

Laura did not continue arguing with me, but frowned further.

"Wait, you actually know Tuyumen... So that's it, you're from the future, right?"

"...The jumping ability is too strong! How did you come to such a strange conclusion?!"

"Um..."

Laura raised her hand to caress her forehead, seemingly distressed, and sighed.

"Why did it go so poorly with you?"

"That's the line here! Huh... It seems that Tsuchimikado's teaching you Japanese is not without merit. At least you can cause others to complain at any time."

"What? Desire... desire?!"

Laura's face changed, as if she had walked for three or four seconds, only to hear the last few words, and she couldn't help but step back with her arms crossed and her chest tightly crossed.

"You, you rude person! Sure enough, are you still coveting my virginity?!"

"...Sorry, I can't spit it out."

"Well...even if...it's...because..."

Laura ignored my complaints again, and muttered to herself a few steps away from me. Even with my keen hearing, I could only hear a few fragmentary words. After all, I can't read minds. You can't hear what people don't say.

The Supreme Bishop's face changed from red to white several times, and he finally walked back to the bed with a "courageous" look.

This time, Laura no longer acted cute, but looked down at me with calm eyes, and her tone returned to a calm voice.

"Then, Mr. Jin, whether you are a future person or not, please sign this contract!"

Having said this, Laura showed a "black smile" again, and rows of golden characters appeared in the air between waves, forming a scroll that unfolded in front of my eyes.

"If you still know how to be grateful, then it's best not to refuse easily. Otherwise, in order to keep the secret that my body has been defiled, I will have to secretly execute you, a daring prodigal son!"

Yalieyalie, is it really a combination of grace and power? Wait a minute, what do you mean by "tainted"? Are you clearly still a virgin? I can see this at a glance!

Well, now that I complained, I lost.

"Contract, right? Let me see..."

I hurriedly browsed the contract content half-truths, and found that it was just a slightly unfair "compulsory labor contract", there was no particularly serious humiliation clause, and it was very different from the "sell contract" , let alone the "master-slave contract" common in mainstream fantasy novels.

"I said, you are just like that and I have the ability to help you English Puritans?"

I am not in a hurry to express my position on the issue of signing the contract, but raised such a question.

This is the dividing line.

Note 1: This is the setting of the original book. After Tsuchimikado Motoharu's deliberate misleading, Laura's Japanese has a "stupid tone (red deer tone, and has "turned into a habitual language that is difficult to correct".

Chapter 992 Young man, sign a contract with me to become... Nani? !

"Mr. Jin, are you insulting my IQ?"

There were strange glances in the beautiful blue eyes, and Laura answered lightly.

"Although I don't know the specifics, it is not difficult to speculate that the general situation is not difficult to escape from the turbulence in space...and if you are a person from the future, there should be time turbulence, right? Like this? You, if you say that you have no power, huh, anyway, I definitely don't believe it."

Oh, as expected of one of the characters with extraordinary intelligence in this plane, but why are you still suspecting that I am a person from the future? Strange, something must have led her to such an inference.

"Hey...what's your answer?"

Laura pulled the conversation back on track, staring me in the eyes of mine, this time with full seriousness.

"Before answering, I have two more questions. How long have I been in a coma? What month and day is it?"

"Humph, this kind of question makes you more and more suspected of being a future person!"

Laura narrowed her eyes with a smile, but gave me the answer anyway.

"You've only been in a coma for four hours. It's June 18."

"thanks."

I politely said, then pretending to be helpless and half-joking and half-frivolous, I agreed to make a magic contract in mid-air.

"Hey, there are still many things I want to do, but I can't die here! I agree to this contract."

The moment I agreed, the golden contract turned into three-dimensional circling characters, and then...

The vibrations, tremors, and distortions seemed to be mercilessly forcibly kneaded and reshaped by an invisible big hand, and the stagnant runes were once again transformed into a new contract.

A crystal-colored contract...

That's right! Anything like a contract will only be countered by me!