I, Kiriko, the Cheater

"Dong Xiang, in fact, I still need a helper in my shop, do you want to come and help me?"

Dong Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was actually Fangcun Gongshan who was worried about his loneliness, so he invited himself back to Antique.

But out of consideration for my own self-esteem, I chose this euphemism.

Dong Xiang showed a distressed smile: "No, thank you, manager."

Fangcun Gongshan took a look at Dong Xiang and sighed: "Well, if you need anything, just call me, and the door of antiques will always be open to you."

As soon as they left, the room suddenly became deserted. Compared with before, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Dong Xiang didn't tidy up either, but sat silently on the sofa, staring at the white wall in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Did you forget to take something?"

Dong Xiang hurried to the door, opened the door, and saw that the person standing outside the door was neither the store manager nor Gu Jian Yuaner's family.

It was a girl in black.

When she saw Tongzi appearing at the door, Dong Xiang was stunned.

She rubbed her eyes to make sure she read correctly, then pinched her hand again to make sure she wasn't dreaming...

Tears blurred Dong Xiang's vision.

Looking at Dong Xiang who was crying, Tongzi was a little bit embarrassed, and a little bit helpless scratched the back of her head.

"What, I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Dong Xiang wiped the tears off his face and nodded heavily.

"Welcome back……"

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skyline.

Inside the small black house.

Kazuma Sato, a cadre of the Human Rights Defenders Organization, sat in front of Aqua, posing as a boss.

"Hey, don't just cry, tell me, what did you do to that child?"

"Actually... I didn't do anything... I just did my duty to be the goddess of reincarnation. It was the child's ability to choose... It was also the child's own desire to clear the memory of meeting me... But, I found out later When guiding that child to reincarnate, I got the gender wrong, that's why I... keep forcing her to travel to different worlds..."

"If it's just a mistake in gender, wouldn't it be okay to change it?"

"No, Kazuma, have you forgotten what the lord said? I can only guide the reincarnated, and cannot interfere with the reincarnated who have gone to other worlds."

"It says you can't interfere, but in fact, don't you do it too?"

"Uuuuuuuu, Kazuma, what should I do?"

"I don't know, cold salad."

"Wow, Kazuma, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong this time, please don't tell that adult."

"It's late, do you know why I came to you? That adult asked me to come." Sato Kazuma snapped his fingers, and two tall figures suddenly appeared in the air, "Drag her away."

Two silhouettes who looked like the Qi element in Heroes of Invincible, without touching the ground, stepped forward to set up Akua on the left and right, and walked towards the small black room.

"No, Kazuma, have you forgotten our friendship in another world? You, me, Darkness, Megumi... Was our friendship abandoned by you back then?"

"Forget about this, Akua. I use this trick every time I make a mistake to avoid punishment. This time I will never be fooled."

"Hezhen, you heartless, let me see that lord, I have made contributions to the heavens, I have shed blood for the heavens, let me see that lord, that lord!"

Akuya was like a castrated duck, she kept squawking, the sound echoed and resounded in this space, until she was dragged out of the small black room by two air elements, the sound stopped abruptly.

Sato Kazuma sat on the chair, as if talking to himself, but also as if he was talking to someone.

"After Akuya leaves, there will be an extra seat for the goddess. Well, will she choose to continue to be the emperor of the empire? Or..."

"Will she be interested in becoming a god?"

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Closing remarks

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This is the end of this book, thank you for your support.

It has been half a year since Chapter 1 was uploaded in March.

As I said before, I am not a full-time writer, but a part-time writer.

My current job is to work twelve hours a day, four days off a month, and sometimes I may have to go home late because of entertainment, and often stay up late because of coding.

I also fell ill during the period, and a cold and runny nose was nothing. The most uncomfortable thing was that after taking the cold medicine, I felt dizzy and didn't want to type at all.

Under such a premise, the book has not been asked for leave or interrupted. To be honest, I am a little surprised when I think about it now. I persisted at the beginning.