Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Metatron panicked.

The idea of ​​her giving birth to a baby angel is simply unacceptable!

Besides, is she the kind of person who is very responsible?

just forget it.

There's no need to add a meaningless tragedy to a life for the sake of momentary pleasure.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they didn't have any methods to prevent pregnancy.

"Hmm~"

Irisviel covered her mouth and chuckled. It was clear that Metatron, out of a sense of responsibility, genuinely didn't want a child.

Then she...

Looking up, the face so close to hers made her speak involuntarily.

"I think... I really should, like an ordinary person, give a gift like this?"

"Of course, you can have one whenever you want, but I must remind you that children are not so easy to take care of."

"Then let's learn it."

Irisviel was very optimistic and didn't think it was difficult at all.

Seeing her like this, Yinglin didn't know what to say and tried his best to satisfy her.

Metatron, standing to the side, shyly covered his face.

The next second, she realized what was happening.

If Irisviel had a child, wouldn't she suffer in the future?

All the firepower is on me.

Damn it, I shouldn't have agreed so quickly!

Metatron only made a slight complaint, but he was still able to accept it.

And, a hint of expectation that she herself couldn't quite figure out.

Honestly, what's there to look forward to?

What a disgraceful angel!

The wife couldn't hold out for long; after a certain time, she would fall asleep contentedly.

However, Yinglin knew that she was going to take a break early.

This way we can see Metatron's awkward side.

Otherwise, there's not much difference between these three rows and two rows.

Metatron was unaware of this, and because he was lost in thought and no longer at peace, he did not notice Irisviel's clumsy acting.

"You, you mustn't actually listen to her and get me pregnant, just like before."

She always gained a few pounds after each encounter, but never got pregnant. This was the leisurely life that Metatron wanted.

"In these matters, I won't listen to anyone else. I only care about you and whether you have the intention. If you don't, then you don't."

"Ah."

With this as a guarantee, Metatron felt relieved and gradually became immersed in the moment. In her great joy, Irisviel, who was "sleeping," suddenly woke up and moved toward her.

Unaware of what was happening around him, Metatron kept his eyes fixed on Yinglin and even happily started a duel with him.

It all comes down to who falls first, or who reveals their shameful side.

When the white-haired lady's face came into view, Metatron panicked. He quickly released Yinglin's neck, covered his face in shame, and his noble golden eyes welled up with tears as he stammered.

"You, how did you get here..."

"Didn't we just say we were going to go together?"

"But, but that kind of thing... Ugh!"

Now that things have come to this, Metatron suddenly realized that he seemed to have been outmaneuvered!

There are probably very few angels in the world as shameful as me...

The more shy Metatron became, the more likely she was to lose the game, and she was gradually piled on top of everyone else.

The person who enjoyed it the most was Yinglin. She worked even harder when she saw the girls blooming for her.

By the time the storm subsided, Irisviel had already fallen.

Her stamina was unmatched, even by the shameless Metatron.

"It's so bad!"

The stunningly beautiful angel stretched out her soft, cool jade foot and gently kicked Ying Lin's calf. The next second, she was pulled into his arms, and she immediately lost all thought of fighting back.

"No, I've reached my limit."

“I know, but this time, thank you for being willing to set aside your angelic dignity and be content with me.”

"Hmph... Now you know who's been good to you."

Metatron proudly raised his head, gazing at Yinglin whose eyes were full of tenderness, before quickly shrinking back and burying his face in his chest.

"Actually... I did think about it, but I still think it's better to give up. With my personality, becoming a mother would be a disaster for the child..."

"Sometimes, I can't control my emotions and can't help but show my former authority. At that time, my relationship with my daughter will probably be very bad."

Yinglin listened to the angel's distress, reached out and stroked the slightly damp golden hair, and said.

"I have to say something to you here. There's no need to be so concerned about the child. Irisviel only thinks about it because of her past experiences. After all, what she longed for most was a normal life."

"There's no need for this between you and me. Just like Tamamo-no-Mae, who had no concept of children, only the other person."

"Beast..."

Metatron understood who Yinglin was talking about; upon closer inspection, it made sense.

It seems that she has lived in the human world for too long, and even her thoughts have been influenced by Irisviel.

"That's right, you should just be a carefree angel. You've worked for the heavens for so long, it's only natural for you to retire."

Upon hearing this, Metatron suddenly realized and nodded, saying, "That makes sense. Let the Celestials handle things themselves. I'll just enjoy my retirement."

Eating, playing games, mugwort, sleeping.

Living this kind of life with Yinglin every day isn't bad.

The angel of yesteryear seems to be drifting further and further away from her.

This also includes her personality, which was initially corrupted by the Black Grail.

It seems like I've returned to my true nature, but with an added layer of personality influenced by my life experiences.

"Hmm... go to sleep."

Metatron slowly closed his eyes and lay in his lover's arms with Irisviel.

This time, Yinglin did not leave beforehand.

Since the two girls have been keeping me company, I'll wait until they wake up before leaving.

Anyway, with the illusion barrier in place, a little time is nothing.

Yinglin's action foreshadowed what would happen the following morning.

Even though he was about to leave, the two women persuaded him to stay, allowing him to experience the bliss of having two wives once again.

After taking good care of them, Yinglin set off for Europe.

That is, London, mainly to visit Lilith and give her a gift.

After all, she listened to him and took care of Fiore for a few days, so she couldn't leave without a gift.

Soon, Yinglin arrived.

At this moment, Lilith, with the money Fiore had given her, walked the streets of London looking for something to eat.

Unfortunately, after walking for an hour, there was almost nothing that could pique her interest.

Sometimes, she wondered if she was in a city with a culinary wasteland.

"Sigh, it's so hard to find good food. How about we try French cuisine? Even Fiore reminded me not to go to local restaurants."

Just as she found a suitable French restaurant, she looked down at the money in her hand.

"Tsk, why does it feel like there's not enough to eat?"

Normally, she doesn't eat much.

But after being attracted by Yinglin's barbecue, she felt as if her appetite had been awakened.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to ask Yinglin for money.

Chapter 155 Lilith, who was never loved by anyone

"Looking for food?"

Yinglin suddenly appeared in front of the gray-white girl who was completely hidden under her hood. He immediately noticed her distress, took out some Metatron-certified high-quality snacks, and offered them to her.

"Yes, huh?"

Seeing him take out snacks as soon as he opened his mouth, as if it were a natural action, Lilith took them in a daze, opened the package, and started eating potato chips.

"It's delicious, it tastes so much better than what you get outside."

"That's normal. People also have to consider things like shelf life, plus the ingredients are relatively ordinary."

"I see, thank you..."

Lilith said those words after a long time; it was the first time she had said them to anyone else.

I have never been liked by anyone, let alone given gifts.

"Shall we eat and chat?"

"it is good."

The two walked down a street in London, heading towards the Clock Tower.

Yinglin subconsciously used an illusion barrier to envelop them.

"How is Fiore doing lately?"

"Fortunately, we chatted for a while after reuniting with my brother, but..."

A sly glint appeared in Lilith's eyes as she looked at the black-haired boy beside her.

"Wait for me?"

"It's good to know."

"Then I should go see her and give her a gift."

Upon hearing this, Lilith glanced at the potato chips in her hand and asked almost instinctively.

"What about me?"

I did help you out, so there should be some, right?

In fact, she had no hope; her reputation was not only terrible, but she had also made very few contributions.

He only glanced at Fiore and didn't do anything earth-shattering.

It's more like a joke than a request.

However, this was just Lilith's naive idea.

In reality, her situation is much more complicated.

Even a monster that no one likes longs for a gift that someone gives sincerely.

"Well~" Ying Lin deliberately kept everyone in suspense, putting her hands behind her back to hide the gift.

However, this action had no effect on Lilith, who cleverly sniffed the air, her smile growing even brighter as she exclaimed in delight.