Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

"To be honest, your eyes were quite frightening back then."

"Huh? Really? I didn't know." Aoko started to play dumb.

Who would dare admit to something like that!

"So, even after all these years, you still can't forget that day?"

Yinglin took the initiative to put his arm around her shoulder. This woman, who loved freedom and was like the wind, tried to struggle.

She sighed helplessly when she realized that her power was no match for Yinglin.

"Of course."

That so-called "day" was actually Sakura's declaration of victory.

I don't know if she did it on purpose.

Just then, Aozaki Aoko happened to pass by, carrying snacks that Ying Lin liked. She bumped into the black-haired girl who was subtly confessing her feelings. Nervously, she stood side by side with the girl in white stockings and said to him—

"The night is so beautiful tonight, Onii-chan."

When that delicate, beautiful body collapsed limply into Ying Lin's arms, words were no longer needed to describe it.

Aozaki Aoko stared blankly at this scene, as if she had become a passerby envying them.

I raised them myself!

Yinglin and Xiaoying had known each other for a long time, and since they were children, Yinglin had acted like a certain Xiao Huohuo. He readily agreed and was even dragged to Xiaoying's villa near the clock tower.

This sudden attack was too much for anyone to handle.

"It must be really tough, right? You always feel like you've failed miserably."

From that moment on, she enjoyed drinking even more.

"How could that be? The word 'failure' will never come from you."

"is it?"

"I've always thought so, so if you can give up beer, then give it up. Don't always think about putting everything off until the future."

Yinglin hugged her tightly, and his motherly tone made her unable to help but speak.

"You're so eager to control me, it's..."

"I can't expect you to use your ultimate move again, or have to look like you did when you were a child to satisfy you."

Mentioning this, Aozaki Aoko seemed to come back to life, staring intently at him.

Chapter 140 Qingzi, be serious!

Their cannibalistic gaze seemed to ask, "Is it true?"

Absolutely!

Yinglin didn't want to comment on this woman who liked young boys.

The art style shifts, and the tall man gradually shrinks, transforming into a form that Aozaki Aoko is familiar with and loves most.

Her adorable face made her jump over and hug her without thinking.

"Waaaaah, Lin, I'm so touched. You're even willing to go to such lengths for your sister."

This woman.

This is the only way to persuade them.

On the other side, Meliuchina looked over in shock, then greedily stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips.

The little owner is so cute.

This shouldn't be some kind of illusion, right?

Of course, this can also be ruled out, because Yinglin's illusions can even deceive time and space, so accomplishing this would be quite easy for him.

Just ...

I don't know if I'll receive this treatment.

Strong, reliable shoulders are certainly warm and can bring a strong sense of security.

However, she also has a dream: to be a very reliable older sister.

I don't know if it's even possible.

In fact, Yinglin was using illusion magic.

Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect her to be this crazy.

It's simply unimaginable.

Fortunately, now that the problem has been identified, it's easier to solve.

This somewhat awkward older sister is finally able to pick the fruit and restore their previous relationship.

I wonder if she, who likes to make dirty jokes, actually has that much real power on paper.

As it turns out, the old driver's experience was a complete disaster.

In short, it's about having an incredibly rich imagination.

The rest is beyond description. Without relying on the future, his combat power is probably slightly better than Shuten-dōji's.

Eh.

Another day of humiliation for Shuten-dōji, being used as a comparison every day.

Even Metatron, who seems to be the laziest angel, can still dominate the battlefield with his angelic powers.

The few sobs that followed were from the frustration of learning that he could not return to the Heavenly Realm.

Aoko resolved the issue quickly; the moment her dream appeared before her, she had already let down all her guard and was willing to immerse herself in it.

After what happened yesterday, Mei Liuqina wouldn't take up too much of Ying Lin's time.

Soon, only Metatron remained.

She must be angry right now.

Some are still calculating the time.

Sure enough, when Yinglin was defending herself, she was sitting on the Angel Throne, holding a Judgment Brush, drawing on a blank sheet of paper.

"You damned Yinglin, what are you doing? Do you even care about me? Eight hours have passed and you haven't sent me a single message. Are you deliberately playing me for a fool?!"

"I curse you, I curse you."

"I'm never helping you again!"

After it was covered in ink, the noble angel angrily tore the paper off.

Seeing this, Yinglin panicked a little. He had only meant to tease her, but he hadn't expected Metatron to react so strongly. He quickly ran over and hugged her.

"Hmm? Death Shadow Scale!"

The moment he appeared, Metatron suddenly vanished, spread her snow-white wings, hovered in the air, and raised her jade-like feet, clad in white cotton socks, to viciously stomp on his face.

Unfortunately, the force was so weak that I couldn't feel any pain at all, only a soft touch.

"Tell me, was it intentional?"

"Ahem, please forgive me this time, I just wanted to tease you."

Hearing this, Metatron became even angrier and wanted to stomp on her again, but Yinglin sped up and pulled her into his arms, making it difficult for her to perform a second instant flying kick.

"I need to figure out one thing: what you care about is something you absolutely cannot joke about."

Metatron is now "abandoned" by the Celestials, making him even more sensitive than before. He's easily amplified by trivial matters, becoming irritable and arrogant.

See, no matter how angry she gets, she won't use force; she'll just talk about you.

"Humph."

Hearing this, Metatron felt a little better, but he still opened his mouth, bit Yinglin's wrist, and gently rubbed his skin with his teeth.

Yinglin simply patted her head affectionately; the soft, golden hair was always incredibly comforting to touch, allowing the enraged angel to bite down on it.

"Alright, as long as you remember today's lesson, I won't hold it against you in the future."

"Forgiveness from the Archangel of Emotions~"

"It's enough that you still remember this."

"Of course." Yinglin took out her favorite snacks and put them in the girl's mouth, feeding her.

Metatron, now free of resentment, was like a docile cat or a spoiled angel, obediently opening his mouth to bite the snack.

"Thank you for your help last night. I was able to defeat the almost invincible Ort."

"It's alright. With those people helping you, I don't really feel like my presence can affect the overall situation."

The angel was unusually humble for the first time in a long time.

After all, she is just prone to emotional outbursts, which doesn't mean she lacks perspective.

With Yinglin, the lineup can function without her.

"Don't say that. The power of each person is immeasurable, especially the fusion of beast powers."

“That’s true.” Metatron, who was now particularly enjoying the service from Shadowlin, couldn’t help but ask.

"But I'm still curious, your body is just too outrageous, isn't it? So many powers together, and it doesn't explode, and it's so coordinated."

“Talent, and your contributions, will never allow power to harm me.”

That's how it is; these powers are ultimately given by others, and it all depends on their mood.

If they had been any more ruthless, things would have descended into chaos long ago.

Only by removing it can the balance be maintained.

"Hmph, that's more like it." Metatron laughed smugly.

After she had almost finished eating, she couldn't help but ask.

"By the way, that simulated Earth, did you spot anything fishy?"

"Aside from the fact that the Imaginary Tree is extremely powerful, there is no other information."

"Tsk, Earth seems to have a lot of messy things going on."

It's clear that this task is extremely difficult.

She's still thinking about retirement.

In theory, Metatron cannot return to the heavens, but he still receives all the benefits he is entitled to.

Therefore, she also had the idea of ​​retiring.

Living like this isn't so bad.

"No rush, we have plenty of time. Besides, the Earth is relatively stable now."

"Well, there's only one Goetia right now."

Metatron asked casually.

With Yinglin around, she wasn't afraid of this beast of mercy, who was said to surpass even the gods.

If they dare to cause trouble again, she'll call a whole bunch of people.

"Alright, this isn't a very troublesome situation. Instead of thinking about him, let's think about how I can keep you company."

"This one~"

To be honest, Metatron himself didn't know what was so fun about it.

After thinking about it, the only thing she could find was games.

It's already the 21st century, and there are still quite a few fun games, with Contra being a classic example.

There's more.

These are all quite attractive to Metatron.