As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

He said it calmly, his words sounding cold and hard.

Suzuka Ise looked at Kagura Tendo without crying or making a fuss, just staring at him.

Yuzuru Nishimiya watched the interaction between the brother and sister with some embarrassment, unable to figure out what had gotten into Suzuka Ise.

She cheerfully pulled Suzuka, who was sitting silently and hunched over in a chair, close to her and scooped a spoonful of steamed egg into her mouth.

Suzuka turned her head away without saying a word. She glanced at Yuzuru and leaned closer to him.

Yuzuru-chan is still the best.

"Ni-chan, how do you make steamed eggs? They look so smooth and taste so good, a perfect balance of salty and sweet. Can you tell me? I'll ask my mother-in-law to make me some too." Seeing the silence at the table, Nishimiya Yuzuru started chatting away like a familiar friend.

Her bright eyes were like crescent moons, her smile was charming, and her delicate eyebrows were curved, making her look like the most adorable young girl, which was extremely captivating.

Kagura Tendo explained the steps to Yuzuru Nishimiya in great detail, and Yuzuru diligently took notes, living up to the expectations of Kagura.

Then I asked about the recipes for other dishes, but I got answers to all of them.

Upon seeing Kagura's cold and stern face, with her deep eyes and no sign of impatience, her words were clear and logical, and her demeanor was as steady as a mountain.

She certainly didn't believe that Kagura Tendo was unaware of Suzuka Ise's physical condition; she most likely was.

But there was never any disdain...

He really...

To go to such lengths with such a shallow relationship is commendable, even from the perspective of an older brother, demonstrating loyalty, righteousness, and a strong sense of responsibility.

Nishimiya Yuzuru gazed at Tendo Kagura, feeling that this person seemed to possess a kind of magical power. Just looking at her brought a faint joy to her heart, as if she could forget all her troubles.

She didn't care about Suzuka's treatment.

Because this little fool doesn't understand the meaning of "too much of a good thing."

Even the best songs and the most delicious food will become irresistible if you listen to them ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times, or eat them a million or ten million times.

That would be tiresome. Because there are no boundaries, no restraint, and no distance.

This would cause her to lose her original self.

Even though Kagura is like a robot that grants every wish, she will not disobey any of her requests.

But how long can this appreciation last for Suzuka Ise?

Humans are born with this inherent flaw.

The concept of insatiable greed is rooted in human instinct, and no one is immune to it.

Once satisfied, one desires more; once obtained, one craves more; once grasped, one clings on tightly—until this intensely burning desire is burned away in hell, leaving nothing behind.

But she was too young at that time, she didn't understand. She was as delicate as a little white flower, innocent and ignorant.

She doesn't know that all her joy, all her willfulness, and all her self-righteous thoughts have already been priced by fate.

The Best of Times, The Worst of Times: Chapter Twenty-One: Upheaval [First Update]

Deep mountain shrine.

Lily Kawaka stood here, with the divine messenger broken in two beneath her feet. The inside of the body did not seem to be solid, but rather filled with straw-like material, which flowed with golden light, like a manifestation of power.

"If you have no intention of negotiating, why did you hurt Miko!"

She turned her head and coldly stared at the hazy, indistinct divine creature beside her, and questioned it with extreme force.

Everyone present fell silent, stunned, staring at the suddenly rising Yurikawa.

No one expected that this girl would suddenly gain sight and attack so fiercely that she shattered the body of a divine messenger.

The divine beings were also extremely surprised, staring at Yuri Kawana and feeling that she possessed immense power within her, with ripples of life force surging through her limbs and bones, like a thriving tree with lush branches and leaves, supporting a patch of sky.

"(A mysterious power not belonging to the spirit world...)" This was a deafening, ancient voice.

The divine creature stood on its four limbs; it was long and robust, with many, extremely fluffy tails, giving it a very sacred appearance.

When the right-hand messenger saw it move, his expression changed slightly. He suddenly clasped his hands together, vibrating the air, and then pushed forward. A hurricane suddenly swept up from the ground, trying to blow Yotsuya Miko, Granny Sane, and Yurikawa Hana away together.

brush!

Yurikawa Hana stretched out one arm to protect Miko and Granny Mie. With just that thin arm, she managed to block the hurricane, like an insurmountable Great Wall.

Her expression was cold, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were faint traces of blood on her cheeks. Her short orange hair flew wildly, as if she had become a different person. Power surged continuously from her body. Just by standing still, an invisible wave of energy swept around her. Her little red skirt was also flying, revealing her safety shorts underneath.

"Want to fight!" Yurikawa said, and before anyone could reply, she stepped forward and smashed the right-hand envoy to pieces with a single punch.

Upon seeing this, the divine being let out a low whimper, a sound that conveyed a strong threat and a sense of humiliation and anger.

The gods are high above; who dares to be presumptuous? How can they tolerate a sacrificial offering flaunting its power here?

"(Now that you've entered this place, give your life!)" the divine being said in the language of the spirit world.

But all Yurikawa could hear was the thunderous sound of a figure, booming and unclear.

"Can't you speak like a human being!" she shouted, feeling extremely comfortable and unrestrained, her power bursting forth, enough to kill a bull with a single punch.

There is no fear or dread.

The divine creature raised its forelimbs and then slammed them down, causing the ground to tremble. Two plumes of smoke exploded, and the divine messenger who had been killed by Yurikawa Hana reappeared.

They clasped their hands together and cast a spell. Baihe Chuanhua became alert, feeling a heavy pressure descend from the sky. Then she saw several waves of dust condense into rods, falling from above her head, penetrating the bricks and stones, and weaving a simple birdcage shape, trapping her in place.

The immense pressure, enough to make an ordinary person unable to stand, was applied to her body, causing her muscles to tense up and forcing her to concentrate on resisting the pressure.

"(Those who killed my divine messenger deserve this punishment!)" the divine being spoke again.

Seeing that Zi and Grandma Sanzhi were terrified, and that even the ground was trembling slightly, it was hard to imagine how much pressure Xiaohua was under.

Now that things have come to this, it's too late to run away.

Grandma Sanzhi had been secretly holding three small pebbles in her hand, and now she suddenly threw them.

But the divine being suddenly turned its head and glanced at them, and the stones shattered as soon as they reached mid-air.

“(You are not a true psychic.)” it said to Granny Sanzhi, who looked pained, felt dizzy, and trembled. If Jianzi hadn’t helped her up in time, she would have fallen to the ground.

Grandma Saegusa knew she had broken a taboo; attacking the mountain god at the shrine would definitely not end well.

This was only because the two divine messengers had borrowed most of the mountain god's power to suppress Xiao Hua, yet they still managed to overwhelm her.

But I had no choice but to go.

At least she faced it head-on more than a decade ago...

Grandma Sanzhi cried out, "Mountain God, do you still remember me? I've returned now as an old woman!"

She ripped off the light red shaman's outfit, revealing the pure white sacrificial robe underneath.

The ceremonial robe was loose and the hood was very deep, almost reaching the ground, covering her short body, but it was extremely domineering. Two rows of eye-shaped patterns were arranged from bottom to top. This ceremonial robe seemed to have some kind of protection. When Granny Sange faced the gods, the pressure was greatly reduced, and even her condition became much more stable.

"Grandma Sanzhi, what is this...?" Jianzi was very surprised, feeling that the sacrificial robe had an ancient feel to it. The mysterious world was indeed extraordinary; even a rural tradition had its treasures.

"Kimi, I am the matriarch of the old town. How can I let you two children face such danger!" Granny Saegusa said in a deep voice. She had made preparations before coming and had specially returned to her hometown to retrieve this ceremonial robe, which had taken up a lot of her time.

The divine being was immediately drawn to the garment, casting its gaze upon it and feeling that it seemed familiar.

Many years ago, a human dressed in pure white sacrificial robes also stood before it.

That person was the real psychic, and his power was quite considerable.

It was later transformed into a demon witch, replacing another divine messenger who was originally unable to support his physical form.

Meanwhile, the two divine messengers joined forces to suppress Yuri Chuanhua.

When the divine messenger on the right saw the sacrificial robe, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to be somewhat weakened, his magic power momentarily interrupted.

Although Baihechuan Hua did not know the reason, she seized the opportunity, unleashed her divine power, and with a stretch of her arms, broke free from the birdcage-like restraints.

She leaped up, like a swallow soaring over the sea, and landed lightly after a 720-degree spin in mid-air, jumping in front of Miko and Granny Sane.

"Jianzi, let's go back." Baihechuan Hua tightly protected the two of them.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her emotions were extremely unstable, and her blood was rushing to her head. She wanted to rush up and start a massacre, but after her anger subsided, she hesitated to see her son.

The gods are unpredictable and can cast spells from afar to revive divine messengers, which puts her in a very passive position and makes her very worried that Jianzi will be affected.

Seeing that neither the child nor Granny Sanzhi had put on a brave face, it was a failure this time, and they could only seek other deities.

"Grandma Sanzhi, let's go."

They were about to leave, but the divine beings were unwilling. That mortal girl was too special, possessing boundless potential. It seemed as if she had opened an incredible door, and she alone was more precious than a hundred living sacrifices... no, five hundred living sacrifices.

It dwells here, always wanting to leave, but unfortunately the spirit world is far away, and the external environment is becoming increasingly unsuitable for the existence of gods. It needs some kind of support, such as the life force of living people, to delay the power they consume.

As times changed, the new era swept away much feudal knowledge into the dustbin of history, and spiritualists also declined. Qualified people became increasingly rare, and this mountain was forgotten in the dust of history. It might not be possible for even one person to reach it in a hundred years.

In recent years, only two groups of people have come.

This time, even if it violates the rules of the spirit world and breaks taboos, we will forcibly keep them here.

The other two can leave, but as long as the girl with vigorous energy is alone, it can use her body to escape this cursed land.

"(Leave them behind!)" the mountain god commanded.

Just at this critical moment, a sneaky figure suddenly rushed out. He had been hiding in an inconspicuous place, and quietly approached when Jianzi and Xiaohua confronted the mountain god and the divine messenger. He got close to the shrine without anyone noticing. Now that Jianzi and Xiaohua were about to retreat, he cursed inwardly, disregarded everything, and ran towards the shrine.

Upon hearing a noise, the mountain god immediately noticed the person.

Grandma Saegusa also saw the man and exclaimed in surprise, "Rom!"

The Best of Times, The Worst of Times: Chapter Twenty-Two: Rom and the Mountain God [Second Update]

Distant memories surfaced in my mind.

Every psychic has an unhappy childhood because psychics are destined to be misunderstood by ordinary people.

They can see things that ordinary people cannot.

More than a decade ago, Oka Toko brought that child to her.

Just as her master, Oka Touko, named her Shitamachi Shrine Maiden.

She also named her disciple "Prodigy Rom".

Because Rom's aptitude is extremely high, even surpassing the combined talents of Okazuko and himself.