After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Wangyue Liuli is a person who rarely feels guilty.

She has a low sense of morals and usually firmly blames others when something happens, never reflecting on herself. Her mental state is beautiful and healthy.

After her consciousness was transferred to the island country, her already low morals were further lowered, and there was a tendency for her to develop from a moral flatland to a moral basin.

After all, she is a Japanese pirate, so what morality can she talk about?

Besides, who can she talk about morality?

And the Japanese pirates?

Are they worthy?

In short, with such a mental journey, Wangyue Liuli has always lived her life happily with the idea of ​​looking for reasons from others when encountering problems.

But now she does feel a little guilty.

Because when Gojo Satoru was still missing his fiancée, his beloved fiancée had quietly left the small town of Kadori and staged a Tokyo love story in Tokyo with two wild men.

The money he spent was the pocket money given by the Gojo family over the years.

Things started a few days ago.

Ever since the three of them watched the meteor shower together last summer, the relationship between the brothers Ruri and Genji has heated up dramatically.

Even after she moved in to live at the shrine after it was renovated, there was no estrangement between the three of them.

The priests in the shrine were very polite to Liuli, almost to the point of being respectful.

At first she wondered if it was because of the Gojo family's arrangements, but it wasn't until she dreamed of Tsukuyomi for the second time a few days ago that she realized how exaggerated the gods could be in their familiarity.

The sea in the dream is no longer pitch black. The mirror-like ocean reflects the full moon and stars in the sky.

The moment Liuli opened her eyes, a pair of hands had already touched her cheeks, and Tsukuyomi's enchanting face was very close.

The god who had not been seen for a long time had a smile in his silver-gray eyes as he uttered complaints without any resentment but with a lingering feeling.

"Dieji, my wife, if you don't come to see me again, I will think you are going to follow the heartless and unfeeling men in the world and abandon me to find a new lover."

Liuli wanted to step back, but found herself lying flat on the sea. To be more precise, she was lying flat on a huge octopus in the sea water.

Maybe an octopus?

Despite having a beautiful light silver translucent body, a group of shining little stars surrounded the divine body, and the whole body exuded a gem-like luster...

But looking at the tentacles with obvious suction cups, it is obviously a fat octopus, the kind that can be made into octopus balls to eat until next year.

Noticing Liuli swallowing her saliva, Tsukuyomi laughed with delight, "How about this jellyfish? Do you like it?"

Liuli had so much to complain about, whether it was the strange name of "Chouji", the inexplicable title of "wife", or Tsukuyomi's behavior of referring to an octopus as a jellyfish.

If you don't express your complaints, keeping them in your heart will only make things difficult for yourself.

Thinking of this, Liuli simply asked, "Master Tsukuyomi, why do you call me Butterfly Princess?"

Tsukuyomi moved closer, and his softened fingertips cupped Ruri's cheeks. The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's body temperature and the intertwining of their breath.

Liuli suddenly realized that the current situation was a bit too ambiguous.

I am a woman who is engaged!

You damn temptations, stay away from me.jpg

"Because Chouji didn't tell me your name." Tsukuyomi smiled complacently, "This is the name I chose for Chouji. How about it? Does it sound nice?"

When he said this, he did not forget to turn his face and rub Liuli's cheek, feeling the cool and smooth touch. Liuli found it difficult to refute him for a while.

After all, she was reluctant to tell her future boss her real name. According to Shinto legend, once the gods knew her name, she would most likely disappear.

Just call her Dieji. It won’t be awkward if we break up after we create a pseudonym.

"Then why did Tsukuyomi-sama call me your wife? This is only our second meeting, right?"

Yue Ye Jian Zun seemed to be expecting her to ask this question from the beginning, and when he heard it, he immediately gave a cheerful explanation:

"Didn't Dieji say that she wanted to possess me completely?"

"When you say this, don't you want to enter into a divine marriage with me and spend the rest of your life with me?"

After saying this, he feigned sadness and shook his head, "Could it be that Die Ji only wants to have a romantic encounter with me and then forget about me?"

"Is Dieji dissatisfied with me in some way? Am I not strong enough? Or am I not pretty enough? Or maybe..."

Tsukuyomi's long, silver-white, curly hair fell on Liuli's face, clinging to her like smoke and clouds with an alluring mature aura. Tsukuyomi gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, like some kind of ambiguous invitation.

"Or perhaps... Princess Die is worried that I'm the kind of god who doesn't understand mortal desires, and doesn't know what the joys of the boudoir and the pleasures of lovemaking are?"

I think you don’t not understand, but you understand too much…

Liuli did not push away Tsukuyomi who was half leaning on her, nor did she respond to his words. She just said in a half-truthful and aggrieved tone,

"I regard Tsukuyomi-sama as a god, so it is naturally difficult for me to have the heart to slander him."

Tsukuyomi couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Chouji... my Chouji, I am the god who controls prophecy and truth. All the lies in the world cannot be hidden from my eyes."

"You neither regard me as a god nor have any reverence for me."

After saying this, Tsukuyomi reached out and gently stroked Ruri's hair, sighing as if to comfort her, "But I regard Chouji as my wife."

"If that's the case, then you don't have to treat me like a god, let alone respect or fear me."

"If you think about it this way, Die Ji's lying to me could be considered a boudoir pleasure, right?"

Liuli looked into the god's smiling eyes. Even though He had just said so many ambiguous words, those silver-gray eyes were still full of clarity, and even had some innocent sincerity.

Liuli stared at him intently and suddenly asked, "Then, if I regard Tsukuyomi-sama as my husband, what can you give me?"

Tsukuyomi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud.

"While boudoir fun is also fun, Butterfly Princess is still cuter when she's candid."

"Tsukuyomi-sama?"

Liuli used her eyes to urge him to answer the question quickly.

Yue Ye Jian Zun sighed, and looked at the persistent girl with a helpless yet indulgent look, his tone gentle and a smile in his eyes.

"Butterfly that was born with me in the Moon Sea, my lovely wife, my beloved Butterfly Princess, I have already shared everything I have with you."

"When I was born on the cold moon sea, you were the only one by my side."

“You need not test, nor fear, for my light is with you at all times.”

"Everyone should see you as they see me. Disrespecting you is disrespecting me."

“Therefore, my strength is your strength, my authority is your authority. You do not need to ask what I can give you, because I have already given you everything I can give.”

Liuli opened her eyes wide and looked at the smiling god in front of her with an incredible look, completely confused as to whether what the other party said was true or false?

If it is true, why would He do this?

"Tsukuyomi-sama, this is our second time meeting...right?"

Could it be that there is some beautiful love story between us that lasts for three lifetimes and ten worlds, so that as soon as you see me you will have a love brain attack, lose your mind, and fall in love with digging wild vegetables and eating plain porridge?

Looking at Ruri's expression, Tsukuyomi couldn't help but bent over with laughter. He simply stopped suppressing the throbbing in his heart and lowered his head to place a light kiss on the girl's eyelashes.

"Guess what... maybe we've met many times before this meeting, or even after our first meeting..."

"In the distant past, in the distant future."

After saying this, the Prophet's star-sea eyes showed an inexplicable ripple. He placed his fingertips on Liuli's lips, who was about to ask a question, and said with a smile,

"Dieji, even though the dream is beautiful, it is ultimately empty."

"Wake up from this dream, and come to my Moon Sea as we once promised."

"In my arms, you will be safe from all harm and have a beautiful dream that belongs only to you and me."

Liuli looked at his deep and bright eyes blankly, and felt as if she had fallen into the warm sea water. The last moment before waking up, the last words chased her out of the dream.

"There are so many irrelevant people in this dream."

"Dieji, please wake up quickly."

"When the sweet dream ends, the nightmare begins."