Primordial God: Tenryou Is The Head Of This Matter

Faced with such a provocative request, Mo Han was in a dilemma.

Omiya said and laughed again.

To this, Yae Miko just smiled casually.

"I have the heart but I don't have the guts, it's a little guy like you."

Mo Han simply ignored her, but chose to look down at the documents on the table.

Facts have proved that the reason why the Yin Shang King will lose is that the fox essence is indispensable.

Yae Miko didn't say anything, it seemed that he had just teased casually, and his mind was still reviewing the event plan pursued by the society.

Mo Han himself also unconsciously fell into thoughts, immersed in this century-old festival.

Since he clearly wants to guide the general to make changes, shouldn't he let her participate as well?

It's better to have another public attendance, talk or something, won't it have that smell?

The more he thought about it, the more Mo Han felt his eyes light up.

He is a new socialist youth in the new era, and he can always find a way to make Inazuma better and better.

But as we all know, in these five hundred years, General Raiden has never attended such an event, and for someone of her nature, how to persuade has become a difficult task.

After getting along with him for a long time, Mo Han's heart actually understood that although Lord General was the escort of the eternal dream of his subjects, he was always out of place in his heart.

She was so lonely.

The more like this, the more Mo Han wanted her to change.

Just when he was still pondering this matter, he suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing, and a wisp of figure was already sitting beside him.

The long cherry-colored hair was plastered to the neck, which made people feel a little itchy and a little unforgettable.

"I said~ what are you thinking, so serious."

"Even such a beautiful Miyaji-sama didn't look at you twice."

Mo Han looked at the distance between the two and said with a rueful smile: "Didn't Omiya Si say to focus on work, this is..."

Who knows, this Fox Palace Master raised his hand and pointed to the neatly placed stack of documents next to him.

"Oh, sister, I have already finished the review, and I have been watching you for a long time."

After speaking, she also put on a pitiful look and sighed: "Hey, my younger brother is ruthless, it seems that only my sister can take the initiative." "

Mo Han:"..." Then

again, don't look at the fox palace master every day is a little unorthodox, but in terms of work, he is absolutely impeccable.

Even though she spends a lot of time on light novels and liquor on weekdays, Narujin Taisha Shrine and Yaedo are still run by her, and they can even be said to be perfect.

Just when Mo Han was thinking about how to deal with the fox's routine, he heard the other party suddenly say again: "Speaking of which, my sister clings to you like this, it seems that there is not the slightest panic..."

Have you behaved similarly to other women before?

As soon as these words came out, Mo Han almost called out to the groove.

Indeed, wasn't it close to the general before....

"Ahem, nothing happened." Mo Han quickly straightened up: "It's just that in the face of a rare strange woman like Omiya Division, how can you maintain your concentration, otherwise it will be blasphemy against you."

Unexpectedly, Yae Miko's reply was also very direct, and he said faintly: "What is the taste of blasphemy, let me taste it~?" Mo

Han felt like he was about to die in Bengbu!

Fortunately, at this time, other witches came and interrupted the embarrassing situation.

"Eight big people, it's time for dinner that you have made an appointment with."

The person who came was the witch of Narujin Shrine, the Inagi Yingmei that Mo Han had only seen two days ago.

As a henchman of Yae Miko, she naturally ignored the indecent behavior of her own lord, and greeted with a smile: "Lord Mohan is also there, and you have also worked hard for the sacrifice."

Mo Han nodded, and the secret path was finally freed.

"Ahem, since Omiya has an appointment with a friend, then don't bother, let's talk next time."

After that, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the smile in the eyes of the person in front of him still did not dissipate.

"How... What's wrong? Mo Han always felt that something was not quite right, but he couldn't say it.

Yae Miko held his head with one hand and said with a 'mournful' face: "My Lord Mohan oh~ Today I asked Yingmei to make an appointment for the dinner at that izakaya and specially noted that it was for two."

"You're not going to let me go alone and end up letting others see the joke, will you?"

Hearing this, Mo Han's eyes widened directly, pointed at himself with his finger, and said in disbelief: "So... Your friend is..." "

What a clever little fellow, that's you."

As soon as the words fell, she slowly stood up, and in a very elegant and irrefutable tone, said slowly: "Okay, I officially announce

..." "Your dinner time, my sister requisitioned."

...

When Kamisato Ayaka was finally busy, he only saw the figure of his retainer Toma cleaning up.

"Huh? Have both Eight Majors and Mr. Mo Han left?

Toma turned his head and smiled helplessly: "Yes miss, they seem to have an appointment, but the work has already been done."

"So," Kamisato Ayaka said silently, her tone slightly regretful.

As a housekeeper, Toma knew very well what was in his young lady's heart, and seeing that there was no one around, he quietly asked: "How about I pack the red stove snow you made by the young lady and send it to Tianling?"

In this regard, Kamisato Ayaka covered a painting fan and said with a smile: "No need."

"Last time Miss Pelo came to me to ask me about the recipe, thinking that since he liked the dish so much, I prepared one, just for fate."

"Since there is something, there is no need to force it."

"When my brother comes back from work, leave that dish for him to eat."

After that, the egret princess put away the fan in her hand and walked towards the backyard.

Only Toma scratched his head and silently mourned for the head of the family in his heart.

Sure enough, in the face of the so-called feelings, the brother only deserves to pick up the leftovers....

...

It's getting dusk now.

Yae Miko and Mo Han moved forward together, and soon came from the Forest of Towns to the White Fox Wild.

She kept humming a little tune, and the wide witch's sleeves flicked with her steps, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Mo Han always felt that Yae Miko was a very elusive person.

She can be very mature, she can tease, she can be mischievous, but she can also show a girlish mentality like this, but very little.

"Thinking about the general?" While walking, she suddenly asked such a sentence seriously.

Mo Han glanced at the people around him and replied, "Well, you know, I have a more delicate relationship with her recently.

"It's quite subtle, but since you can shake that thunder, you should be glad in your heart." Yae Miko played with a crystal butterfly flying beside him and quipped: "Otherwise, that general-sama makes a move, even if it is my sister, I can only mourn for you."

Mo Han scratched his head a little embarrassed.

At this time, the two happened to pass by a shrine, and Yae Miko suddenly stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" Mo Han looked at her strange behavior, and his gaze fell on the statue in the shrine, and he instantly realized.

It was a Miaoman figure wearing a witch's robe, and although his face could not be seen clearly due to the weathering of time, he could faintly see the smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the Fox Palace, who once brought Yae Miko out of the Shirachen clan and finally cultivated him as a successor.

Looking at the statue for a moment, Yae Miko smiled and said, "Hey, come here." "

Huh?"

Mo Han was a little puzzled, but he still walked to her side and stood side by side with her, looking at the fox immortal who had been gone for five hundred years.

"Several: How many meanings?

But he saw Yae Miko staring at the statue seriously, and muttered in his mouth: "It's okay, I just want her to see..."

"Not alone at all."

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