What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Philbert, who was standing at the door, stared blankly at Saya, whose eyes were still cold.

He heard the crackling sound of things falling in the house and tugged at Saya's sleeve.

"What happened to Mother? Did she throw something in there? What if she accidentally stubbed her toe?"

Then a heart-wrenching cry came from inside.

"My feet, oh, my feet!"

Saya covered her face and pulled Filbert's wrist away from the scene.

The silly little golden retriever had no idea where he was being taken, "Saya, where are we going? Don't you care about my mother?"

Saya stopped in his tracks and Philbert, who braked suddenly, almost hit him.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you leaving again?"

The street light shone on one side of his face, and when his face was expressionless, he looked very cold and indifferent.

Philbert touched his nose, already thinking about what bad things he had done recently.

"If one day, I were to walk a path that turned my back on your beloved relatives, perhaps your mother, perhaps your brother, or perhaps the whole world told you that I was an evil person..."

Before he could finish, Philbert hurriedly grabbed Saya's arm and hugged her, "Then I'll go with Saya."

"They are too bad, Saya is not a bad person."

"Saya is the best and most wonderful person in the world! Oh no, fox!"

Under the streetlight, the two young men cuddled together tightly, Saya's brows relaxed, a slight smile on his lips.

"Okay, things haven't gotten that serious yet, I'm just making an assumption." But if that day really comes, I just pray that you don't hate me.

"You just have to believe that Saya won't harm Philbert."

Philbert nodded. He didn't know why Saya suddenly brought up such a heavy topic, but he believed in Saya.

How could Saya be a bad person? Saya was the fox that fought against six enemies and saved the children from the sea of ​​suffering. Saya was the one who would jump into the whirlpool without hesitation even if the small animals were caught in it during a rainstorm. Saya was the one who used her own spiritual source as the main source to refine the spiritual lake even when her spiritual power was exhausted... How could such a Saya be a bad person?

He has always been his hero.

The boy's sparkling eyes were brighter than the stars at night. He solemnly supported Saya's shoulders and answered seriously.

"If the world is against you, then I will leave the world and be your companion." In this way, you will not be alone.

Saya burst out laughing, and the originally serious atmosphere was broken.

Saya held her stomach, her chest heaving with laughter.

"Haha ...

Philbert scratched his head. What was wrong? Was there anything wrong with what he said?

After Saya finished laughing, he looked at the big guy who was waiting for him to finish laughing, and grabbed the man's neck with his arm.

"Let's go, come back to my place and I'll cook noodles for you."

The street lights stretched the shadows of the two people very long.

The two were still fighting.

"I'm not hungry."

"I didn't cook it for you, so eat it if you want."

"No! I want to eat what Saya cooked herself!"

……

When Alvin returned to his room, he found two uninvited guests inside.

"Why are you here?"

Change into slippers, take off your outer coat and hang it on the floor rack.

Smelling the aroma of green onions floating in the air, Alvin couldn't help but walk to the table to take a look.

"Happy birthday, brother!"

With a bang, Philbert set off a small salute and danced around.

Alvin laughed softly, and Saya pulled Filbert's ear and pressed his lips into a line.

"Didn't I just confiscate it? How come there's still one left? If any colored pieces or something fall into the noodles, I'll make you swallow them all!"

Philbert shouted, hiding behind Alvin, "Saya, people are inherently good. Can you please not be so aggressive?"

"Did I teach you how to use the Three Character Classic like this?"

Alvin saw Saya's unprecedented roar, and it turned out that raising a child would completely change the original person.

Peacemaker Alvin is online, with a golden retriever in his left hand and a white retriever in his right hand.

"Hey, this noodle looks good. If you don't eat it now, it will become a mess."

The battlefield returned to calm...

The three of them sat in their respective seats and began to eat quietly.

Just as Alwin was about to ask which chef made it, he raised his index finger to his mouth as Philbert looked up.

His eyes conveyed a Phil-like signal - Brother, I advise you to be quiet.

The two of them glanced silently at the elegant young man eating next to them, and they lowered their heads tacitly, and there was a tacit silence in the air.

After Saya put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth and hands with a napkin, she looked at the two people in front of her, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"Finish chewing what's in your mouth before you can speak. If you don't know, you might think I've banned you."

Alvin wiped his mouth and said slowly, "It's a good habit not to talk while eating. It's what we should do."

“I wonder which chef made these noodles.”

Saya raised his head slightly, and Philbert winked at him.

"Maybe he forgot to add salt. This is the first time I've realized how bland and tasteless a soup base can be."

Saya's eyelids were already drooping, and Philbert winked at Alvin frantically.

Alvin just received the eye message from his brother and looked at the cold young man in front of him with some surprise in his eyes.

"I haven't told you yet, happy birthday, Alvin."

He gently glanced at Alvin's face, which remained calm.

Alvin seemed genuinely surprised, and there was something more in his eyes.

"Ah, sorry, I'm not complaining about your cooking skills. I just think it's inappropriate for their level... ah no, that's not right. ennnnn, thank you for your blessing. It's the most precious gift I've received today."

Philbert was confused by his brother's incoherent reply.

"Brother, you haven't even seen my gift yet! How can you be so quick to make a judgment?"

The two men turned to him at the same time, and suddenly a faint blush spread across Filbert's face.

"Hey, why are you all looking at me? It's not really that valuable."