Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

"Your gift makes me..."

I really don't know how to repay you.

"If I find it pleasing to the eye, I certainly won't hesitate to give it to you. Not to mention, I find it amazing that you were able to get this angel to change into a nun's habit."

"It's nothing, because she enjoys it too."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense."

Metatron was furious, but her anger had no effect whatsoever; her exposed fangs only made her look incredibly cute.

"Tough talk."

At that moment, the two spoke in perfect unison.

"Mad!"

What could Metatron say? Then, something even more incomprehensible happened.

Irisviel and Shadowlin spent very little time together. Even if she felt comfortable with him, it was impossible for her to give herself away so quickly...

In order to take good care of the boy on her lap, this girl, as pure as snow, mustered her courage and carefully placed the uncontrollable human heart against Ying Lin's head.

I suppressed my shyness and tried my best not to make a sound.

At that moment, Irisviel felt as if she had lost her mind.

The problem is, ever since she realized that the materialization of the soul could be achieved, and with the power Yinglin had just given her...

The combination of these two factors led to Irisviel's infatuation with Yinglin reaching an unbelievable level.

"You're all doomed..."

Metatron had never seen this before.

Even when she was in the car, Tamamo-no-Mae would cover herself with a kimono, so that no one would have a chance to see her.

Now, however... however.

This makes it seem like I'm not an outsider.

Wait, is it possible that the reason I can't return to the Celestial Realm is not because I failed to complete my mission?

Yes……

Metatron's brain went blank for a moment, and she stood there dumbfounded, her golden eyes gradually losing their luster.

"I can't go back."

In intense pain, she took out the hamburger and bit into it hard.

Chapter Ninety Angels will never be slaves, unless they are provided with food and lodging.

After a brief moment of surprise, Metatron didn't find it to be a very painful thing.

skyline……

It's nowhere near as fun as this place.

Moreover, it was her destiny that she came into the human world.

It could also be due to his personality.

"You guys play, I... I'm a little hungry."

She used this excuse to escape the scene, but little did she know that Yinglin hadn't cooked at all.

After running away, she could only remain silent in the face of the bland food.

The two maids Irisviel brought were unusually quiet, and they accepted the meal without Yinglin's cooking.

Only the little angel, whose mouth had been spoiled, gradually woke up from the panic.

Mom, have I fallen into Yinglin's trap?

It's supposed to be free, but once you've eaten there...

I don't want to eat anything else, unless it's from a particularly famous chef.

but……

Metatron checked his pockets and found he didn't have a single penny. He then realized that all the snacks he had bought were paid for by Irisviel.

Later, after Yinglin came into her life, she had even less of a concept of money.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Seeing her like this, Sera took out a piece of freshly baked bread and presented it to the distraught archangel.

"Eat up. It's not as good as his, but it'll do."

Reason told Metatron that she couldn't rely on Shadowlin, but out of laziness and pride, she shook her head.

"Eat it yourself."

"it is good."

Sera didn't insist and took the bread away on her own. Once she was sure that this seemingly lazy angel didn't need her, she started eating it.

No matter who made it, food should not be wasted.

Watching the maid's departing figure, Metatron felt a little impatient and wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Forget it, I can't be bothered with it!

……

Yinglin hadn't expected Irisviel to be so enthusiastic, but then he understood what was going on.

Because he mingled with Tamamo-no-Mae and the others, he didn't think immortality was anything rare, and even considered it just a basic thing.

But for Irisviel, it was a completely different story; she always considered it extremely precious.

Then, once the atmosphere was right, everything fell into place naturally.

Although Irisviel is an artificial human, her physical abilities are not as good as one might imagine, which is still due to the life force of Shadowscale.

In less than an hour, she was exhausted, collapsing into his arms with a satisfied look on her face and a sweet smile on her lips, and quickly drifted off to sleep.

He skillfully tucked her in, then set up a barrier to enhance her comfort, which would continuously adjust the surrounding temperature based on the user's body temperature before leaving.

As soon as he stepped outside, Yinglin saw a dejected angel huddled in a corner, looking as if he had lost his soul. Startled, he quickly ran over to help her up and asked her with concern.

"What's wrong? Did something upset you?"

Thinking of this, Yinglin took out the snacks he had prepared for Mei Zhen's special attack and stuffed the hamburger into her mouth without hesitation.

"Woo..."

Metatron struggled slightly, but regaining her composure, she glared at Ying Lin. Seeing his concern for her, she didn't get angry and casually said...

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't think I can go back."

"what?"

"It seems like I have to complete my mission before I can go back."

Done? How is that possible?

The stated purpose was to maintain world order and prevent this bizarre Holy Grail War from affecting innocent bystanders.

The question is, how long will it take to end?

They're all acquaintances, how could Ying Lin possibly be ruthless? He might even deliberately prolong the Holy Grail War.

Metatron never expected this, so naturally he felt frustrated.

There's something even more important: she always felt like she'd been sold.

"That's great. I guarantee this Holy Grail War won't last too long."

Once Yinglin understands the sudden surge of murderous intent emanating from Morgan, he will end the Holy Grail War without hesitation.

Including Gaetya.

"maybe."

Even after hearing about the chance to go back, Metatron's emotions remained unchanged.

Ying Lin frowned at the unusual behavior and subconsciously uttered a sentence.

"Could it be that you were too arrogant, and the angels used this as an excuse to kick you down?"

With just one sentence, Metatron was immediately enraged, grabbing Yinglin by the collar in anger.

"How is this possible! My record in the Heavenly Realm is excellent, I've never made a single mistake, how could this be..."

They were ostracized.

As he spoke, even Metatron himself lost much confidence.

"Okay, stop doing that. It only shows people your vulnerable side."

Since it's already part of the Moon's history, Yinglin doesn't care what kind of image Metatron has in the Celestial Realm; she judges it directly based on how she looked when she inhaled the Seven Deadly Sins.

They were probably kicked into the Holy Grail War because their performance was so bad.

After all, according to people's understanding of angels, even if they experience a lot of suffering, noble angels can maintain their integrity and not be as outrageous as Metatron.

Besides, Metatron himself is an extremely obscure character...

"I want you to manage."

Metatron released Shadowscale, reluctantly accepting the fact, like a stray cat abandoned by its owner, sitting alone on the ground, seemingly reminiscing about his years as a judge in the Celestial Realm.

Before long, it returned to happiness in the human world.

I'm terrified of having my box opened.

But when Yinglin used his skills, he made countless delicacies.

Metatron suddenly came to truly love life on Earth.

"Such low stress resistance? I think other angels of similar level to you wouldn't be this fragile."

"Do you want to die?"

The annoyed female angel didn't care about her image. Even though she was wearing pajamas that didn't cover much, she still stretched out her jade foot and kicked out without a care.

This time, Yinglin didn't indulge her. He grabbed her instantly, lifted her high in Metatron's bewildered gaze, and looked down at the beautiful female angel who was struggling desperately and flapping her wings.

"let me go!"

“I think I understand why you were ostracized.”

Even with the influence of the evils of this world, Metatron is still a complicated character.

"asshole."

“A beating should teach him a lesson,” Yinglin said earnestly.

"Huh? What are you going to do... Ah!"

Once again, Yinglin unleashed his signature move, raising his palm and, without the slightest hesitation, slapping down on those firm, shapely buttocks.

"You little devil who always points fingers at others, let this old man correct you."

"Don't you like it?!"

Pain is impossible; Metatron's own design is extremely luxurious, comparable to very powerful beasts, which is why it can quickly retort.

"A little, but not all the time."

"you."

“I know you’re in a lot of pain right now, and your emotions are flaring up, but I think it’s still under control. I don’t think you’d resort to killing right away.”

Yinglin said in a complimentary tone.

"That's more like it. It makes me sound like I'm very fragile."

Metatron muttered to himself.

Somewhat resigned to her fate, she didn't take any action, but expressed her dissatisfaction through the amplitude of her wing flapping.