Tokyo: I am the Lord of All Demons!

Kitamura Eri wasn't stupid; she knew Fujita Mino's intentions and what her words meant.

Isn't it just about making this so-called god lose face a little? But that's exactly Kitamura Eri's goal; she wants to stimulate him to improve his skills through this kind of sharp-tongued approach.

That's right, she achieved her goal. Makoto Araki does want to improve his skills now, but he's not in a hurry.

After finishing the game of PUBG, Makoto Araki, the host of the room, did not start another match. Instead, he slumped into his gaming chair and muttered, "I'm a little tired."

Fujita Mino turned her head and glanced at Araki Makoto and Kitamura Eri before saying, "Hey, then, Eri, why don't you go and give the High God a massage?"

Kitamura Eri looked clearly reluctant: "Uh, why do I have to do it?"

Fujita Mino smiled and said, "I'm going to cut some fruit, or you can cut it?"

Kitamura Eri puffed out her cheeks and said, "I'm not very familiar with this house, so you go ahead!"

Then, Kitamura Eri got off the chair, walked behind Araki Makoto, stood on tiptoe, grabbed his shoulder, and gently squeezed it.

Seeing that Kitamura Eri was so obedient, Fujita Mino left the gaming room with satisfaction and headed to the kitchen at home.

After Fujita Mino left, Kitamura Eri immediately started to whine, "Kami-sama~ How was the pressure?"

Araki Makoto completely ignored her coquettishness and said, "It's alright, but the technique is not good. I didn't feel any relief at all."

Upon hearing this, Kitamura Eri immediately became unhappy: "Tch, has Kami-sama never had a massage or foot bath outside?"

Araki Makoto's gaze sharpened slightly: "...Actually, no."

Kitamura Eri laughed and said, "That's right, those massage people outside really massage you hard, because that's how you relax your muscles~"

Araki Makoto tilted his head: "No, how do you know so much at your age?"

Eri Kitamura smiled and said, "What age am I? Oh, Kamisama, please don't confuse me with humans. I've seen a lot of things."

Araki Makoto asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that? How have you seen the world?"

Eri Kitamura said, "That's what you don't understand. Our experience as ghosts actually comes from ghost power, which is knowledge. But this knowledge can come from other people."

The intention behind her words was to indicate that she possessed the ghostly power of other spirits within her.

This is not uncommon.

Just like the Mirage Tower, after being defeated, its ghostly power scattered. This ghostly power would eventually flow into the bodies of other ghosts, which is why she is "well-informed".

Chapter 163 Do Not Disturb

Makoto Araki quickly understood Eri Kitamura's meaning and exclaimed, "So, knowledge can be inherited through the means of inheriting demonic power? Putting aside the harm you cause to humans, you demons are truly an outstanding group..."

These words of praise made Kitamura Eri proudly raise her head and say, "Hmph, the advantages of us ghosts are not limited to this. Theoretically, our lifespan is infinite, and we are strong at playing games. It can be said that we ghosts far surpass you humans in various stats."

"Are you sure?" Araki Makoto asked with a look of disgust. "Do I need to point out the flaws in your ghost spirits?"

However, Eri Kitamura loudly proclaimed, "We have no flaws!"

Araki Makoto showed no mercy to her pride and immediately launched into a tirade: "Some things, for example, you're afraid of sunlight, because sunlight will annihilate your demonic power; and for another example, your demonic power comes from humans, so you're more like parasites among humans than a species superior to humans."

Upon hearing this, Kitamura Eri angrily retorted, "Calling us parasites is going too far! This concerns the reputation of our Oni clan, and I absolutely cannot pretend I didn't hear it!"

Seeing Kitamura Eri bare her fangs, Araki Makoto tilted his head back slightly: "So what do you want?"

Kitamura Eri rolled her eyes at him: "You wait, I'm going to criticize you humans too! It's just a few flaws, there are tons of summaries online!"

As she spoke, she opened the "Artificial Intelligence" software, typed "Please list all the worst traits of humankind," and then clicked send to begin deep thinking.

Looking at the AI ​​software that had begun to think, Makoto Araki fell silent. He hadn't expected this little girl to actually hold a grudge like that.

After thinking for a moment, Makoto Araki said, "By the way, are you mistaken? Actually, I'm not considered a person."

"Huh? I'll change it then." Kitamura Eri finally realized, "I'll change it to the inherent flaws of the gods, okay!"

Makoto Araki shook his head and said, "It won't work. The summaries about gods on the internet are all human speculations and have no reference value at all."

“Eh, that seems to be true…” Kitamura Eri was speechless.

"The watermelon is here." At that moment, Fujita Mino walked in through the door, carrying a plate of sliced ​​seedless watermelon.

"Wow, I want some watermelon!" Kitamura Eri's eyes lit up, and she lunged at the watermelon in Fujita Mino's hand. Fujita Mino dodged her attack in a flash.

Having missed her target, Kitamura Eri fell face-first to the ground, her front teeth hitting the floor and her buttocks sticking up high.

Then, Fujita Mino turned around in a crescent shape and returned to Araki Makoto's side. She politely raised the fruit plate, bowed slightly, and said in a gentle manner like a servant, "Kami-sama, please have some watermelon."

Compared to Fujita Mino, Araki Makoto now has the illusion that he is a medieval nobleman.

Perhaps influenced by Fujita Mino, even Araki Makoto's way of holding a watermelon became more elegant.

On the other side, Kitamura Eri, who had fallen to the ground, finally got up and watched Fujita Mino's extra scene with gritted teeth in hatred.

However, Kitamura Eri still had to treat Fujita Mino as her master, so she couldn't directly contradict her. She turned to Araki Makoto and said, "No, we have to continue!"

"Continue with what?" Makoto Araki looked at Eri Kitamura with a suspicious expression.

Kitamura Eri tilted her head back and said, "About how to spread rumors about you."

Araki Makoto took a bite of watermelon, the flesh bursting with juice in his mouth: "It's no use spreading rumors about me, I don't care about my reputation."

"You really don't care?" Kitamura Eri revealed a sinister smile, and then said, "Then why do you build so many shrines?"

When the keyword "shrine" came up, Makoto Araki was momentarily at a loss for words when asked how to answer Eri Kitamura.

Indeed, this is the case. As a god, Makoto Araki needs constant offerings of incense from humans.

If he completely loses the source of his divine power, he will be unable to achieve true longevity with heaven and earth.

Since incense offerings are needed, one must present a good image to humans and not allow oneself to be vilified. Otherwise, one may be despised by humans, leading to the eventual decline of one's divine status.

Araki Makoto did not answer Kitamura Eri's question, which made Kitamura Eri even more smug, as she had turned the tables on her.

However, seeing her smug look, Araki Makoto became somewhat curious: "Then why don't you tell me, how do you plan to spread rumors about me?"

Kitamura Eri blurted out, "Oh, that? I haven't thought about it yet. I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, I'll tell you when I've figured out how to spread the rumor."

Makoto Araki chuckled: "So it was just talk. Anyone can talk big."

Then he stood up.

Because of his disdain, Kitamura Eri got even more aggressive: "Wait a minute, who's talking nonsense? I do have the ability to spread rumors about you."

She turned her head and said to Fujita Mino, who was standing to the side, "Sister God, no, Master, look at your God. Don't be fooled by his gentlemanly appearance. He must have many, many women behind him."

Fujita Mino nodded and said, "I know, my God has three women behind me, including me."

“No, not just.” Kitamura Eri shook her head and said, “A handsome man like him must have at least ten times as many women behind him, at least thirty!”

But Fujita Mino scoffed at this: "Is it really that exaggerated?"

“It’s not an exaggeration. Why don’t you ask him what he has to say?” Kitamura Eri said, turning around to look at Araki Makoto.

After she said that, Fujita Mino subconsciously turned around and looked at Araki Makoto's face with her.

Makoto Araki didn't speak, but simply cleared his throat and looked at the two women.

After a while, Fujita Mino finally turned her head and said to Kitamura Eri, "I choose to believe in God forever."

These words seemed to strike a nerve with Kitamura Eri. She tilted her head, completely disdainful: "Tch, I saw you staring at him for so long, I thought you'd say something profound, but after all that thinking, you've come up with such vulgar words!"

Kitamura Eri's words were sharp, but neither Araki Makoto nor Fujita Mino took them to heart.

For example, Makoto Araki stretched, yawned, and said, "I'm tired of playing. It's late. I should go to sleep."

Both Fujita Mino and Kitamura Eri were surprised by these words, but Fujita Mino didn't think too much about it and asked, "Where does the High God plan to sleep? My house?"

Araki Makoto nodded and replied, "Your house is very nice. It's spacious and the bed is soft. I like it very much."

"This..." Fujita Mino's mind raced as she considered which room the goddess should sleep in.

This villa is indeed quite large, with a total of eight rooms: five living rooms, one gaming room, one study, and one piano room.

Of the living rooms, three were used by Fujita Mino and her family, and the other two were for guests.

The things that the family uses, especially the older sister's, definitely cannot be given to the High God to live in. After all, she has passed away, and even her old belongings have not been properly packed up. How could anyone possibly live there?

"Dad? Definitely not. That's the master bedroom of the entire villa. If the Goddess moves in there and something is disturbed, Fujita Mino will have no way of explaining herself."

This leaves only two guest rooms available, but the rooms are simply furnished and poorly equipped, making it somewhat inappropriate for the High God to stay there...

At that moment, Makoto Araki spoke up, interrupting Mino Fujita's thoughts, saying, "What are you thinking about? I'll sleep in your bed."

"Eh? Okay..." Although Fujita Mino was already mentally prepared, she was still a little flattered to be able to sleep with the god.

Fujita Mino followed Araki Makoto towards her boudoir. The moment Araki Makoto stepped into the boudoir, she turned around.

He said, "Why are you following me? Go sleep in another room!"

These words made Fujita Mino feel like the sky had fallen. It took her a while to react before she belatedly asked, "Should I go to another room to sleep?"

Makoto Araki shook his head, then asked in confusion, "What else? It's too inconvenient for two people to squeeze into one bed, isn't it?"

Fujita Mino walked over with a fawning smile and said, "Oh, it's alright. My beds are actually quite big, two-meter double beds, so you won't feel cramped!"

However, Araki Makoto shoved Fujita Mino on the forehead and pushed her out of the room, saying, "How old are you? Why are you still sleeping with adults? Get out."

Then, with a "bang," the door slammed shut.

Fujita Mino was very dissatisfied with Araki Makoto's actions; she felt that things shouldn't have ended this way.

However, Makoto Araki just hinted at her age, "How old are you?" Does this imply something about her age?

Upon closer reflection, that's really true.

Fujita Mino is still young, but she belongs to the type who can't sleep with her family, yet she's far from being old enough to sleep with strangers.

At that moment, Fujita Mino realized, "Goddess, you have a good intention!"

And what exactly was I doing just now? Was I trying to push myself and the Supreme God into the abyss together?

At this moment, Fujita Mino was filled with regret and was already trying to figure out how to compensate the god for his emotional distress.

My Lord, it's not proper for you to go to bed without taking a shower. You should at least wipe yourself down a bit.

Or, should we bring him a basin of water to wash his feet?

Ok, deal.

However, to avoid wasting her time, Fujita Mino decided to knock on the door and test the waters, "Kami-sama, aren't you going to take a shower before going to sleep?"

The voice of the High God came from behind the door: "No need for such trouble."