I Have Too Many Wings

Compared to being a salted fish in the real world, it is naturally more comfortable to be the only god in Disbod.

Any thought can be echoed by all kinds of things, forming a corresponding phenomenon.

Basically, Rorschach has taken this place as his base camp.

"Master, welcome back."

Jibril greeted her with a smile on her face.

Rorschach gave her, who was both a group member and a master-servant relationship with herself, permission to enter the dwelling of God.

It was an ornate palace floating above the planet.

Jibril circled around Rorschach and looked carefully.

After seeing Rorschach returning empty-handed, she was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't show it on her face, she just maintained her circling behavior, as if annoying her master.

"Okay, okay, let's do it for you."

With a wave of Rorschach, he threw the dozen or so books he brought to Jibril.

This is a book he randomly found from the real world, and he doesn't even know what is written in it.

Jibril looked excited and then rubbed her face hard like a baby.

"Hey...hehe...the scent of books, the temptation of knowledge, the wonder of another world..."

"Can you be more normal?" Rorschach said silently, "Anyway, he is also a child of God."

"Master, it's all your fault. Who told you not to take me to the real world?" Jibril said as a matter of course: "Humans will be like this after being suppressed for a long time, let alone the Flügel."

"Don't add strange settings to humans," Rorschach pouted, "Look at me, when have you shown your state?"

"Master, are you human?"

As Jibril spoke, she used magic to collect the books.

"Forget it, it seems like you can't change your habit."

Rorschach transferred the throne in one thought, created a beach and ocean in front of him, and then basked in the sun.

He glanced at the Flügel girl and said lightly:

"Jibril, I'm thirsty."

"What does the master want to drink, it's not a matter of thought?"

"No, this is very unceremonious."

Rorschach ordered:

"Go get ready."

"Yes, yes. Then come by the previous standard."

Jibril turned around helplessly and went to prepare a drink for the occasion.

It was not the first time that Rorschach had given her a book.

The books I brought here for the first time, whether intentional or unintentional, just introduced the production methods of various foods and drinks.

Jibril has developed a good skill in cooking and drinking because of her passion for knowledge.

When Rorschach is free, she likes to squeeze the value of her labor.

When she started these things, she was quite familiar with it.

"By the way, I almost forgot about the group."

Rorschach suddenly remembered the message Tina sent him.

The other party met him not long ago and revealed that he was 10 years old.

It was an answer to his earlier question about his age.

The news sparked a heated discussion among the group members.

Because he was busy dealing with Fubuki and saying goodbye to Saitama, he didn't have time to watch it.

Rorschach hurriedly took out the system phone and began to read the chat records in the group.

Tina: "@Rorschach. I'm 10 years old."

Tokisaki Kurumi: "?"

Tohsaka Rin: "?"

Elijah: "!?"

Chelsea: "Rorschach is getting more and more jerk. The lower limit is getting lower and lower. Are you going to take action on a 10-year-old girl?"

The Great God of Goodness Bai Yasha: "Damn, we are so envious!"

Hellbuki: "Wait, is Rorschach really this kind of person?"

Tokisaki Kusan: "It should be a misunderstanding, Tina is a newcomer, no matter how you say it, it won't be so fast."

Hellblow Snow: "Quick?"